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Instead of answering Fynn's question and giving them the truth, I straighten up and ready myself to receive punishment because I'm not giving them anything more. If they think they can fuck it out of me, let them try. I'm not giving them anything that they can use against me.
“You will have to ask your father, Fynn. I don't know the answer to your question, and as I told Oakley earlier, my conversations with my father are private.”
Fynn stands to his full height and looks down his nose at me, “Fine, I guess we will do it the hard way.”
Jett uncuffs my arms but keeps my wrists in his grip as Fynn covers my mouth again with tape. Oakley uncuffs my ankles. Fynn goes to the cupboard, grabs a zip tie, and secures my hands behind my back. He then tosses me over his shoulder, and I kick out, trying to get him to drop me.
His hand comes down on my ass hard, “Keep still, or we will fuck you right in front of our Frat brothers! Is that what you want, Little Saint?”
Even though I feel a tingle at the thought of Fynn's threat, I stop struggling and let them carry me upstairs. I keep my head down as we make our way through the house, but snickers can be heard when we pass others.
I'm carried to Fynn'sroom, which smells of his cologne and his favorite grass that he smokes. It's not a bad mixture, but I can do without the greenery mixed into it.
He tosses me onto his bed, landing on my zip-tied arms and wincing, “I bet that was uncomfortable,” he smirks before holding my legs.
Oakley undoes my jeans, and I'm then flipped to my stomach. Someone yanks my jeans off. “Oh, she's commando today,” Jett chuckles.
“Nah,” Oakley replies, “I stole them when I fucked her in the bar bathroom.” I can hear the amusement in his words.
God, how can these assholes turn me on like they do? Why am I attracted to guys that get off on humiliating me? When I feel someone's fingers between my thighs, I squirm. It's not that I don't want them there, because God forgive me, I do, but I don't want them to know how their rough treatment turns me on like no other.
“Oh, Lovely, what do we have here?” Jett asks as his fingers slide back and forth. He then pushes two of them inside and gives them a few pumps.
I lay here, trying my best not to moan as his fingers fuck me. When he drags them up to the tight little pucker, I try moving away. Someone grabs my hips and holds me down, so Jett can slowly push a finger inside. I moan accidentally.
“In order to give you the full experience, Kitty Cat,” Oakley comes into my view carrying two items, a bottle of lube and a butt plug, “We need to prepare your body to take all of us at once.”
I close my eyes, not knowing if I should be scared or excited. I hear the cap to the bottle pop just before Jett pulls his finger out, and the cold drizzle of lube hits that exact spot. My breathing is heavy as I find it harder to breathe through my nose at this point.
As soon as I feel the pressure of the plug, I begin to squirm once again. My ass is slapped, “Relax, Lina, I'll have this snug as a bug inside this cute little hole in no time.” Jett says as he slowly pushes the metal object into me.
When it gets to the thicker part, he thrusts it in tiny strokes, stretching my hole a little more before he finally pops it into place. I feel full already as the heavy plug sits in the most forbidden hole. When I feel the bed move as Jett leaves, I open my eyes.
Oakley is right there, grinning at me, “You look fucking hot like this, Kitty Cat.”
I'm then rolled to my side, watching Fynn hold a sharp knife. I don't know what he sees in my eyes, but he smiles cockily, “No, Little Saint, this isn't for your cunt,” he then cuts my shirt down the middle before doing the same with my bra, baring my breasts to them all, “But maybe if you’re good, we’ll let you ride the handle again once we’re through with you.” He tosses the knife onto the nightstand and proceeds to remove his clothing.
I love seeing them without clothes on. They are so fit and built that I can cream myself just by looking at them. They all have muscles for days, and I watch Fynn's abs ripple when he climbs onto the bed and rolls me to my back. It's uncomfortable with my hands tied behind me, but he doesn't care as he straddles me just below my breasts.
When he begins to titty fuck me, I unintentionally whimper because I want so badly to feel his cock in my pussy, “Don't worry, Kitty Cat. Jett's going to take care of you.” Oakley says just before a girthy cock slams into me, making me feel so full with the plug also inside. I can't see behind Fynn's form, but I know Jett is taking me hard.
The tape then peels away from my mouth, “Open that slutty mouth, Kitty Cat.”
I don't know why I do it, but I refuse. Maybe it's because I'm still upset with this Lord, but it doesn't matter because he pinches my nose until I open my mouth. He pushes his way inside and starts fucking it roughly. They are doing it; all three are fucking me simultaneously, but I know this isn't their idea of filling me. Soon, all my holes will be filled with cock; this is just them pregaming before the big game.
