Page 70 of Knot My Sin

“Come now, Princess. Show them how much of a good girl you are,” Trey says, tapping the top on the cage before opening it. “Take off your nightgown before you come out and then crawl toward us.”

Blinking rapidly as I struggle to process what’s happening, I quickly do as I’m told as I feel a tendril of warning flow through my body. If I do what I’m told, maybe it’ll finish quickly. Maybe this won’t be the worst birthday I’ve ever had.

The maybes make it worse, so I take a shuddering breath and crawl out of the cage.

“Crawl to me, Princess,” Craig barks, and I have no choice but to obey. “Damn, I just wanted to see if you would.”

Sitting back on my ankles, I wait.

Craig wraps his fist in my hair, pulling my head back, making me whimper in pain.

“Fuck, yes. I wonder if you’ll cry when you choke on my cock,” he muses. I’m gasping in air as my heart thunders, my body screaming out at me to stop this. Black spots paint my vision, but I force myself to push through it.

Things can always get worse. If I’m unconscious, there’s no telling what they’ll do to me.

I can’t do anything. I’m Trey’s to control, even if he wants to share me with these men. I’m less than nothing. If Craig expects me to cry for him, though, he’ll be disappointed. I don’t do that anymore. Not one drop.

“Take out Craig’s cock, Wren,” Trey growls, sounding pleased. Hands trembling, I open his pants and wrap my small hand around his dick. It’s thick for a middle aged alpha, thicker than Trey.

“Does she slick on command, Trey?” Craig asks before pulling me closer to the crown of his cock. He smells putrid, and I force myself not to gag before he’s forcing my lips wide to pull me down his dick.

“Yeah, for now,” Trey grunts. “How wet do you want her?”

“I like it when they scream for me,” he replies.

“She screams real pretty,” Trey chuckles, pulling off his belt. “I need your belts. Wren will only choke on your cock if you make her.”

The sound of belts being pulled out of belt loops makes me whine before my nose is buried in Craig’s stomach. I won’t choke on his cock because his paunch won’t allow me to. Trey is clearly trying to soothe his ego, but that won’t bode well for me.

One of the belts is wrapped tightly around my neck, another is fashioned into cuffs to bind my wrists at my back, and then Trey snaps the belt loudly at my ear, making me jump.

Whining because I know that sound, I can’t cower as Craig releases my hair to wrap his fist around the slack in the belt around my throat to pull it tightly. Bruce snorts as I choke, shuddering as I fight for air I won’t find as his alpha uses my mouth.

“Tight throat, that’s it. Take my cock, Princess,” Craig growls.

“Shall I make her scream for you?” Trey asks. I can imagine the sly look he has on his face, and I wonder why they’re here. What does he want from them?

“Yeah, Trey. The more she screams, the tighter she’ll be, right? God, do you think we can make her bleed? Fuck,” Craig groans. “If you play your cards right, you’ll get that contract you’ve been wanting, Trey.”

Ah. Money. That’s what Trey wants. He’s an venture capitalist, and makes his money through contracts and deals. At least, that’s what I overhear when he makes me kneel at his feet at dinner time. He eats, while I keep him company.

“If you fuck her ass hard enough, and I alpha command her not to slick, she’ll bleed for you,” Trey reveals. “Pull her legs back for me.”

Squealing when my legs are swept back so all I can do is choke from the belt and the taste of Craig’s cock, I’m forced to endure the pain of Trey’s brutality. Over and over the belt strikes my ass, thighs, and pussy.

I can’t scream, and the tears never fall. I can’t get enough breath to make a sound.

“More,” Craig grunts, tearing me off his cock and tossing me onto the ground.

“Present,” Trey commands, forcing me onto my knees as I cry out. “See, you’re already more perfect than all the other omegas.”

“No hair,” Mark mutters. “Such a pretty, bare pussy.”

Large hands grip my ass, and then a fist is being pushed into my pussy.

“No, ah, please!” I scream.

“Oh, that’s really pretty,” Bruce grunts as he drops to his knees. “Mark will stretch your pussy with his fist, and then Craig will fuck your ass. You’ll hurt, you'll scream, and no one will stop this. You know why?”

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