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Tears pour out of my eyes, and my mouth is stretched to the point of ripping in two. I think of serial killers who carve their victims’ faces off and wear them. That’s what Rook’s dick does to me. He could slice my skin off with the tip of his cock, dry it, and turn it into a sadistic mask.
His grip on mySlutchain tightens, and I fight to remain conscious as my air supply vanishes. I try not to remember how excited I was to receive this gift, when he pulled it out of the turquoise box. I thought he was giving me a present to showcase the extent of his affection for me. A present you only give a girl you truly care about, or one you’re apologizing to for hurting because you want to regain her affection. Rook and his accomplices don't care about saying sorry for wrecking me. They definitely don't give a fuck about winning my affection. They take what they want without asking, and leave my innocence fucked up at the end.
"Choke on it."
I gag on his cock, fighting the nausea that washes over me. My fingers dig into his thighs, squeezing them, trying to tear at them like I did with Colt’s wrist. Because his suit pants are made of such expensive, high-end material, my fingers don't leave a mark.
Heat blooms in my core. I cinch my thighs together, my clit aching against the fabric of my panties. No, no, no. Please, God. Don't let me come. Not in this degrading way.
That’s what turns me on. Pure vicious degradation. All my fantasies of my nice guitar-playing boyfriend who’d take my innocence gently fade to the wings. Colt, Brock, and Rook changed me. They turned me into the filthy slut they thought I was at the frat party. Around them, I’m nothing but a whore who gets them off. A filthy, wrecked slut with no mission in life other than to take their cocks.
"I’m coming, bitch. Don't bite my dick off like I know you’re tempted to."
I come at the same time as Rook. He doesn’t know this. As his hot shots of cum rocket down my throat, my clit aches and my own cum seeps out of me. It soaks my panties and dress, dripping down my thighs, and creates a puddle on the floor. The smell of berries wafts up around me, and I sob when I realize everyone at this restaurant will know that I came.
Rook’s dick doesn’t stop coming. Shots of his cum pound my throat, hot and hard. One after the other. When I think he’s done, another bullet slays me.
Rook is beating me into submission with the fists of his release.
"At least you swallowed it all." Rook tears his cock out of my mouth, yanks my face up using mySlutnecklace, then grinds my face in his genitals. "Suck on that, bitch."
I’m being bullied. Hazed. Horrendously. Without remorse. Without anyone to save me.
The three powerful Sinners give me the finest things. Take me to the best restaurants. Grant me servants to wait on me.
I’m a caged bird with no wings.
THIRTEEN
BROCK
When I heard through the grapevine that Rook took Olivia on a date, I had to do the same.
I’d look like a monster to not sweep her off her feet like Mr. Sensitive.
Rook’s nickname never ceases to crack me up.
He’s sensitive compared to most men.
I wouldn’t call him a sensitive soul.
Rook is hard as nails.
Me, on the other hand?
Well, there is no other hand.
I’m not sensitive at all.
Not even a tiny bit.
I’m a playboy. A stone-cold killer on the football field who always gets what I want.
That’s why I bought Olivia daisies with sprigs of lavender instead of red roses for our afternoon picnic on the quad.
I can’t have her thinking I’m going all ooey gooey for her.
Olivia buries her nose in the flowers. "These are lovely."
