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“No!” I whimper just before he lets go. “We might have beaten her up, but we didn’t…we didn’t…” I can’t get myself to put an actual word on what they’re doing. I struggle against Ethan, who’s holding my arms behind my back. “Just beat me up,” I whisper in defeat. “Please…just hit me and send me on my way. We’ll be even.”
I can take a beating. It wouldn’t be the first time and I get hit all the time at MMA training. But I can’t take what they’re about to do.
I know his answer before he even says it. It’s all in that sick smile of his. In those piercing green eyes as they light up with sadism.
“No.”
“Fuck you!” I scream as Ethan forces me to my knees. “You’re fucking dead, Caden, I swear.”
“Am I? What a great way to die,” he mocks me, undoing his pants. “While getting my dick sucked. Open, little Scott.” I shake my head, tugging back until I feel one of the other guys grabbing my neck. At the same time, Caden fists my ponytail.
I hiss but do my best to keep my jaw shut as his hard dick comes to tap against my cheek. “Knock, knock.” He pokes me playfully, having the time of his life. “See, that’s just silly, Billie. Because now you’re going to make me play unfair. We were having such a good time.”
He nods to Elliot, and I feel him shift. While Ethan is kneeling behind me, holding my arms tightly, Elliot crouches next to me, with his hand still at the back of my neck. He winks at me, shakes his head to get his blond hair off his face, and casually brings his fingers to my nose, pinching tightly.
I fight back, wriggling and trying to gain back any sort of control, but I quickly lose my strength as the lack of oxygen gets to my head. In under a minute, my lungs are heaving with the need to breathe, and I gaze up at Caden, pleading with him silently to stop this.
“Fuck,” he rasps as the tip of his dick traces my lips. “I love this look on you, little Scott. On your knees and at my mercy.”
My body gives up, my mouth opening to drag air in, and just as I do, Caden shoves his cock past my lips so violently it hits the back of my throat. I retch around him, gagging as tears come to my eyes. Elliot finally lets go of me, but I’m still dying for air.
Caden must read my thoughts because his threats don’t stop. “Bite, and there will be nothing left of you when your crew finds you. Ever had your jaw wired shut? Test me and find out.”
That kills the fight in me.
He pumps into my mouth until said tears fall off my eyelashes and down my cheeks. “Very nice,” he smirks down at me. I squeeze my eyes shut, the humiliation too much to process as reality.
My stomach twists as he goes further, and I’m scared I’m going to be sick all over him. I feel him shift before telling me, “Open your eyes, pretty girl.” I do and recoil at what’s in front of me.
His phone is pointing down at me. The flash comes on, blinding me and making me squint my eyes, but it doesn’t come off.
The bastard is filming me.
I try to shake my head, except he goes harder. I plead with my eyes, twisting to pull at my restricted arms. There’s nothing to do. My entire body is stuck, and a sob wracks my chest.
“Fuck, Billie,” Caden whispers in a ragged breath. “It feels so fucking good to put you in your place.”
Please, stop. Please, stop. Please, stop.I chant in my head. Surely, he’ll hear it at some point.
I’m certain he does because he does the exact opposite. Just to spite me. He goes harder before pushing so far down my throat my nose hits his pubic bone. He’s choking me. I can’t breathe. He’s going to kill me like this. I bend and turn, causing everyone’s grip on me to tighten. Tears are flowing down my cheeks, and I’ve never felt so close to breaking in my entire life.
He pulls out, allowing me to take a deep breath. “Cad—” He doesn’t let me finish, forcing his way back in. He increases his pace, his hand at the top of my head holding my ponytail so tightly I fear it’s going to rip.
“Fuck, she’s hot,” Elliot breathes out.
“Come in her mouth, Cade,” Ethan adds.
And he does. I feel him explode against my tongue and slow down. Even when he stops moving, I can’t even spit it out or swallow with his hard dick still in my mouth.
“I’m going to take my dick out of your mouth, and you’re going to show me my cum on your tongue,” he says low, his phone still pointing at me.
I shake my head, so he puts on a fake sweet voice. “Do it, and I’ll let you leave.” Another sob threatens to come up my throat, but I keep it down.
“Don’t spill,” he grins as he pulls out of my mouth. I keep my lips tightly wrapped around him so nothing drips out. “Good girl. Now open for me. Show me the way I marked you.”
I open my mouth wide, and he points the camera flash at my mouth. He pushes two fingers in, spreading it all over my tongue and making me whimper at the ferocity of his gesture. He pulls his fingers out, wipes them on my cheek, and says, “Now swallow like a good little bitch.”
I swallow, holding my breath to try not to taste anything. Then I open my mouth to show him it’s gone.
