After they were through with her Mike laid her in the bed and smiled down at her. She'd passed out but they had continued to use for another hour, until none of them could get an erection again. The guys had bunked down where ever they could and Mike had taken her to bed.
She'd been amazing tonight. He'd never dreamed when she'd suggested a wilder sex life that he would enjoy it so much. But seeing her filled with cock, watching her body twitch over and over as she cum had made his own orgasms stronger.
He couldn't wait to show her all that he'd learned in the six months since she'd left him. He reached down, feeling how loose she was.
She would be sore so they'd have to be careful tomorrow. He could already see the bruises forming on her. Her nipples were bruised and there were hickeys all over her. Cum covered her body, leaking out of her ragged holes. He thought about washing the cum off but decided to let her wake up with it. After all this was what she'd always wanted.
***
When Annie woke up she could barely move. Her body hurt everywhere. Slowly she turned her head and realized she was alone in a bed room.
Carefully she made her way to the bathroom. The hot water felt good against her abused muscles. Slowly she felt them ease and knew she'd at lest be able to move easier. She also got a glass of water to help ease her throat.
Then she looked around for something to wear. The only thing she found was a flannel shirt. She put it on, buttoning it all the way up. It fell to her knees, covering her.
She made her way down stairs. Her legs were shaky and it took her a while. She could hear voices as she approached the kitchen and stopped.
She had no idea what they had planned for her or when they'd let her go. She only she wouldn't be able to stop them. Her cunt and ass were sore and her throat felt raw from all the fucking and screaming.
Still she had no idea where she was and needed to get home.
So she walked into the kitchen, hesitating in the door way when she saw her ex-boyfriend Mike and his friend Charlie talking. Mike stopped when he saw her and gesturing her to come to him.
She hesitated, unsure of this new Mike. When he frowned she walked towards him the best she could, not wanting to anger him after what he had done to her last night.
As soon as she reached him he pulled her down on his lap making her hiss.
"Sore?"
"What do you think?" She answered.
Mike grabbed her chin and kissed her hard before turning back to Charlie and continuing his conversation. She tried to follow what they were saying but too many thoughts were going through her head. She wanted to ask him what was going on but too was scared.
She couldn't believe that Mike had done this to her. He'd always been one of the good guys, too good for her. As much as she'd loved him she'd known she had to let him go because he would never be able to do what she needed to be done to her.
Last night he had proven her wrong.
His hand had started to work its way under his shirt and was now playing with her clit.
It hurt and she tried to pull his hand away but he ignored her. Then Charlie stopped talking and reached over and unbuttoned the shirt. She tried to slap his hands away but Mike grabbed her jaw again and held her mouth to his and her hands by her side as Charlie disposed of the shirt. When Mike finally pulled away from her she let the tears fall.
"Please no more."
"Shh. You'll enjoy it. This is what you wanted, remember?" Mike whispered putting her on the kitchen table and laying her back down.
Charlie held her down as Mike slipped between her legs. Charlie started rubbing her nipples gently.
"Please..."
She felt his fingers spreading her, three of them entered her. She had so much cum in her from last night it was still dripping out of her and he entered her easily. "Mike...please...stop."
"Shh." He slid another finger into her and she gasped. It hurt.
Mike smiled at her pain and continued to move his fingers in and out of her.
"Mike, I can't..."
