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“I… No…” I withdraw my touch. “I have my period.” Shame laces each of her words. I narrow my eyes behind my mask.

“Do you really think a little blood is going to stop me?” I snarl. A soft mewl escapes her when I grip her thong and peel it down her legs. I hand the thin scrap of lace to Hudson, who groans when he feels how soaked it is. He balls the thong up and stuffs it in her mouth. Kye chuckles. Since meeting Peyton, we have come to learn that she hates being silenced, this is a power move to show herIam the one in control. I may answer to a higher power when I’m not wearing this mask, but with it on, I call all the shots, and both my boys know that.

I force her legs apart. She tries to fight me, but it's futile. It astounds me that women get embarrassed over having a period. They need to embrace it because there is nothing more sexy than a woman on her period. I reach up and slide a finger throughher folds. She leaps onto her tiptoes and struggles against her restraints. I feel the string of her tampon and slowly tug on it. Peyton tries to protest, but her gag muffles her pleas. Once I free her of it, I toss it over my shoulder and push my mask up.

Hudson takes my cue and holds her face so she can’t turn back and see me as I part her cheeks and slide my tongue inside her pussy. She cries out, and I groan at the taste of her blood coating my tongue. The second her taste overwhelms me, I lose control, eating her cunt like a rabid animal relishing in the sounds that escape her.

Forgive me, Father, for I feel no guilt over sinning and claiming this pussy.

CHAPTER SEVEN

PEYTON

“Mmmmh,” I whimper around my thong as the one on my right holding my face pulls the front of my dress down and frees my tits. He growls in annoyance when he feels my nipple shield, he tears it off, which pulls a cry from me at the sting. As if he can sense the need for pain rising inside me, he draws his free hand back and slaps my tit. I cry out in time as the other one yanks me back, so my pussy is right on his face. I want to be mortified, knowing he will be covered in my blood, but the sinister bitch inside me loves it.

The one on the left grips the hem of my dress and tears the back open. I gasp as the material hangs around my neck until he undoes the knot at the base of my neck. The white material falls to the ground. He reaches around and cups my other breast. He laughs, and the husky sound sends a thrill through me when he pulls the other nipple shield off.

“These things won’t keep us from getting to you, baby,” he growls. The husky lilt in his voice has my arousal growing to new heights. I have always had depraved fantasies about being chased and fucked by strangers, but I never thought that it would ever become a reality! He bends down and retrieves myruined dress from the ground as the other one sucks my clit into his mouth, drawing a loud moan from me.

I’m on fire!

My body is overheating with need. The one on the right twists my nipple between his fingers to the point of pain, but I relish in it. The other continues to tongue fuck my wet cunt like he can’t get enough of my pussy. The one on the left gathers the material of my dress and wraps it around my eyes, using it as a blindfold.

Not being able to move, see, or speak brings the pleasure to new heights. I’m bound and at the mercy of these strangers. I should be terrified and crying, begging for them to let me go, but I feel none of that. The fact they gave me the option to stop this before they started put all my worries at ease because I fucking want this. I scream when I feel a wet, hot mouth wrap around my nipple and bite down. I cry out again when I feel a finger begin circling my clit while the other pushes his tongue inside my ass. I’ve never done anal, and I’ll admit it scares the hell out of me that my ass cherry might just get popped tonight.

I feel my orgasm building, and I know without a doubt that this orgasm will rock me to my core, leaving me mindless with need. I’ve had sex before, but not like this—they were vanilla, missionary, and so boring. I want to be owned, dominated, and used like a dirty fuck toy. These three strangers are giving me everything I have ever dreamed of. The feeling of my nipples being sucked, my clit being stroked, and a tongue penetrating my bloody cunt is what finally pushes me over the edge. I scream so loud around the gag as I come harder than I ever have before. My orgasm tears through me like a volcanic eruption—fire blazes through my veins and scorches me as the waves of pleasure wrack my body. I try to pull away, but the fucker grips my waist tighter and continues to tongue fuck me as the other plays with my clit.

I’m a squirter!

The two guys I slept with were grossed out when they learned that little secret, and I’m worried these three will be the same.

Before I can protest or try to break free of their delicious torture, I explode. I scream so loud my throat goes hoarse as I squirt all over the guy’s face.

“Oh, fuck,” one growls as I quieten down. All three of them have stopped moving, and shame washes over me.

“Did she just squirt?” another asks. I wish the ground would open up and swallow me whole!

“Fuck yes, she did, and now I want to make her do it again, but on my cock.” I gasp in astonishment.

They like it?

My train of thought is cut off when I feel the one behind me stand. “Get her on her knees. And get rid of the gag. I want her mouth around my cock.”

The two on either side of me do as they are told. I’m moved a couple of steps before I’m pushed to my knees. The debris bites into my sensitive skin, but the pain is redundant, thanks to the need coursing through me. My restraints and blindfold remain in place as the gag is removed. I suck in a lungful of air the instant I’m freed, then, before I can take another breath, I gag when a cock is shoved inside my mouth.

I try to pull back, but his hand tangles in my hair, holding me in place. I gag. He’s too big! “Fuck, untie her hands. She can take all three of us, can’t you, baby?” the one with his dick in my mouth coos. When he pulls almost all the way out, I begin to relax. “Suck it while they untie you,” he barks. I do as he says and bob my head up and down on him. I moan when the taste of his pre-cum hits the back of my throat. I feel one of the others behind me unbind my wrists, and I want to weep in gratitude. A hand grips both my wrists and raises them. I moan around the cock in my mouth when I wrap my hands around the others’ cocks, the sound of their groans filling the woods.

“Suck mine, baby.” I pull back and release the one in front of me with a wet pop and turn to take the one on the left into my mouth while stroking the other two. I continue alternating between the three of them, loving the taste of each of them. They are big. I just pray I will get to feel them inside me, my pussy is beginning to clench on air, and I know my inner thighs are coated with blood and arousal.

“Have you ever taken three cocks at once?” one of them asks. I pull back, release the one in my mouth, and shake my head. “Do you want to?”

“Yes,” I answer without hesitation.

I gasp when a hand cups my cheek, his touch is so tender and warm. “Good girl.” The three of them step back, and I begin to worry that they are going to leave until hands grip me under my arms and pull me to my feet. I don’t struggle or fight against his hold. When he leans down and meshes his lips to mine, I gasp in surprise, granting him access. His tongue swipes mine, and I swallow a frown pulling at my brows when I taste the metallic tang of blood. It takes me a second to register why I taste blood.

Oh my God!

He’s the one who ate my pussy, and now I’m kissing him with my blood on his tongue. Utterly enthralled in the moment, I throw my arms around his neck and relish in the growl of approval that escapes him. His hard length presses against my naked stomach. I break the kiss when I feel the heat of naked flesh pressed against my back.

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