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My thighs were trembling, wetness slick against the first man’s tongue as he licked me like he’d been starving for this. Behind me, the silver-masked man squeezed my breast tighter, pinching my n****e until I cried out, a desperate, helpless sound that made them both groan. . . . . .
I thought this was it—that I’d be torn apart between two strangers.
But then the door creaked open again.
The sound was subtle, but in my state, every nerve was already lit. My eyes flicked up, and my stomach dropped. Another man stepped inside. His mask was darker, sharper, like obsidian catching firelight. He leaned against the doorframe, watching silently, his hand adjusting his cuff like he had all the time in the world. . . .
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