Corinna's sister, Linda was still working out the snarl of being raped. She still felt dirty and soiled. God, getting her ass raped three times, once had been bad enough, but three times had been terrible. Used like nothing more than a collection of holes for two rapists, and her brother-in-law Joe, no less, to vent their lusts on. She was sickened and felt disgusted with herself. The idea that she had enjoyed the first round, when she was fucked missionary style, just made her even more disgusted. Her favorite position and she had surrendered to the hard-driving 10 inches reaming her out like a steel hard pipe.
But getting her ass raped 3 times, and having to suck Joe's cock, had quickly squelched the lust that her first rape had created. Her ass hole was stretched out, rubbed raw, and sore as hell. They had said it would be a well-worn bunghole by the time they were done with her ass, it sure as hell was.
That first night, she resorted to a couple of sleeping pills, just to get her mind to shut down, and she surrendered gratefully to the blackness as she succumbed to the medication.
It was now the morning after the rapes. Brice had been solicitous, asking how she felt, doing what he could to ease the hell of her period cover story. When he left for work, Linda knew she had 5 more days where she could cover with her period story. After that, she knew Brice would be horny and eager to fuck her.
She remembered the recent trip to Florida, he'd been ramped up by her body being displayed so openly in the sunshine, with just that scrap of bikini covering her. They'd fucked every night, he'd been horny as a mountain goat.
She wondered how Corinna was feeling after yesterday. Her double stuffing, she had gotten into it, and the three bodies had exploded in orgasmic satisfaction. She couldn't face Corinna, it was still too fresh, and she made up her mind to wait a few days, and talk to her then.
She went back upstairs and did her best to get a bit of peaceful oblivion.
Brice had found out, oh fuck, he knew she'd been raped, and he was trying her to the bed. His cock looked longer than ever and hard as steel, god, he'd never looked so stiff. Her arms were up above her head, wrists tied securely to the brass railing of the headboard.