25. Chapter 20 #3
“You’ll learn to stay in your lane, Evie.
You’re not a fuckin gang banger.” I hear a zip and a pull of his belt through the loops.
He snaps the leather to the back of my thighs.
“You really think you have what it takes, Evie?” He whips me again.
Pulling my head back as far as I can go, Marcus moves my g-string to the side and shoves his thick dick into me with no hesitation, no prep, nothing.
“Women in our world have no say. So now, we fuckin own you.” He starts using my body, not paying me any attention, just going for his nut. He grips his fingers into my thigh. I just know that it will bruise.
“You need to be careful what you wish for, Angel, because now hell's going to be brought on you.” He lets go of my hair and pushes my face back into the crap carpet. He thrusts against me with all his might and cums deep inside of me with a grunt. I’m flipped over.
He tears off my blind fold as Damion leans over my stomach.
He grips his dick and squeezes the pre cum out then thrusts up into me.
I scream as he tears my g-string and shoves it into my mouth.
“Shut up.” He thrusts in and out and looks down into my eyes as tears flow.
“You should of stayed the fuck out of this.” He spits down onto my body and grips my throat.
With a final thrust he doesn't pull out but stays there till my pussy takes every last drop. I’m picked up by Sylus and I shake my head desperately, my pussy throbs.
“Don’t act like you can’t take us all.” He sits on the chair and places me over his long dick.
Gripping my love handles, he pushes me down till I’m crying in pain.
“Call me a man whore again.” He pulls me off and back down as hard as he can repeatedly.
My hands are still locked behind my back with my g-string in my mouth.
He laughs at my helplessness. “You think you're a big, bad, gang banger now?” He laughs in my face, as he uses my body repeatedly. He stills and cums inside of me.
I look away, my cheeks wet with tears and Emmit picks me up and pushes me up against the wall.
He takes the cuffs off and throws them to Traven.
With one hand he takes both my hands with his and holds them above my head.
I’m almost on my tippy toes as he squeezes in from behind.
He put his thigh in between my legs. “You should have stayed far, far away, Babydoll. Don’t you get it?
This is not what we god damn wanted for you.
” He pushes my face into the wall and takes my g-string from my mouth, handing it to Marcus, who takes it and puts it in his pocket.
Emmit bends over my shoulder, turning my face to his and spits into my mouth and he holds my cheeks, so I have no choice but to take whatever they give me.
He takes out his dick from his pants and pushes into my swollen pussy. I cry out and he smacks my cheek.
“You don’t make a noise, unless you're instructed to.” He squeezes my cheeks and slams me into the wall so hard I feel like the breath has been taken away from me.
He stills and cums inside as I feel some drip down my leg, likely from how full I am.
Treven takes me next and places me bent over an old worn out leather couch.
I notice he turns on his computer. He takes the cuffs back and cuffs my hands.
He shakes his head as I look into his eyes.
Grabbing Marcus’s belt he wraps it around my middle, and loops it through, strapping it up.
He pulls my body with the belt and spreads out my legs so you can see my pussy on display from behind dripping with their cum.
I try to close my legs. I feel like I'm on show.
“Treven, stop. I don’t want everyone to see that.
” I cry out loud. He snakes my ass. “Open.” He demands, and smacks my ass again.
Marcus comes up and helps to spread my legs.
Treven bends down and opens my pussy wide open.
He rubs my opening then smacks it. “God, Princess, I can’t believe you.
” He smacks it again as the tears pool. He stands up and takes his dick out and pulls the belt.
“You better think before you do things, because this was nothing.” He slams up inside of me over and over again.
The sensation throbs as my swollen pussy can’t take any more.
He cums and lets it drip down my thighs. I wince. “Stay still, Princess.”
My face reddens as the nickname lands. “Stop calling me that.” I shout. “I’m on display, with cum trailing down my swollen pussy. A train was ran on me, and now I’m your god damn princess?!” The hot tears won’t stop falling.
“You always will be. You fucked up Evie, now you have to pay the consequences.” The door flies open and Marcus' dad comes in. He daps it up with the guys and then looks over at me.
“Well ain’t that a sweet little pussy.”
I grunt and try to hide my face. Marcus steps in front of his dad and blocks his view. “Leave her alone dad. That pussy’s used up and stretched out. It’s like throwing a hot dog down a hallway.”
I try to keep in the vomit that wants to explode. My heart literally breaks and sinks down within my chest. I try not to cry. I really do but the tears come.