Sweat drips down your face as you struggle to maintain control over your body, trying desperately to keep your muscles tight around the intruding dildo. Your mind whirls with a mix of pain and pleasure, your senses heightened by the intensity of the situation.
Luke steps forward, his eyes gleaming with excitement as he gazes at your suspended form. He reaches out, running a finger along the line of your jaw before tracing down your throat, causing shivers to race through your body. "Beautiful," he whispers hoarsely, his voice thick with lust.
Karl moves to stand beside him, his fingers lightly brushing against your exposed breast. You gasp at the sensation, your nerves already raw from the previous night's abuse. "She belongs to us now," he growls, his gaze locked onto yours. "And we'll take whatever we want, whenever we want it."
As if on cue, Zayn moves behind you, positioning himself at your mouth. You can feel the hard length of