Lily POV
I woke up choking on a mouthful of something thick and salty.
My eyes snapped open. The room was dark, lit only by the low glow of a bedside lamp. My wrists were locked behind my back, chain tight around my ankles, and my legs forced wide apart on a huge bed.
Cum dried in stiff lines across my face, my neck, my breasts. My clothes were gone again. Everything was gone except the leather collar around my throat and the heavy chain attached to it.
Five masked men stood at the foot of the bed, watching me with those same hungry eyes from last night.
The one with the tattoos grinned first.
βGood morning, princess. You slept through the whole night. We made sure of that.β
The gravel-voice guy stepped closer.
βYouβre ours now. Every hole, every scream, every drop of c*m we can
