Chapter 23

After removing the anal plug, I clean and bandage her wounds from the metal teeth. But I fucking love how it will leave scars on her ass. More of my marks to admire and remind her that she's mine.

But we're not done with her yet. Not in the slightest.

Mordecai strips the bed of all pillows and blankets, leaving only the fitted gray satin sheet. He snickers when he finds the wrist restraints attached to the bed posts. "You must've felt right at home at the asylum."

Libra glares daggers at him. "You're disgusting."

My cock is hard again. She's so fucking feisty. So fiery. She thought the bullying was over. That once we helped each other get out of the asylum we'd all skip off into the sunset holding hands. But the three of us aren't built that way. And neither is she. She's been aching for a love like this. A love that hurts in all the right ways. Even now, as she tries to act like she's pissed, her nipples are two stiff peaks, and juices streak her thighs.

"Relax," he sighs out. "I'm not interested in restraining you. I need both of your hands free so you can play with that pretty pussy of yours."

I tug on her chains. " Crawl onto the bed."

I watch her maneuver onto the bed, my cock hard as fuck. Her skin is flushed, her nipples bright red and swollen. The three of us stand at the foot of the bed on edge, ready to pounce.

Raithe lets out a low growl. "Lay back and spread your legs."

I fixate on the scars on her thighs, our names carved into her for eternity. I fist my cock. "Pinch your nipples," I rasp.

She whimpers. "Please… they're so sensitive."

Mordecai leans over and slaps her thigh. "Don't defy us."

"Fuck."

I want to bury my cock inside her wet pussy. She is such a good pet, taking her punishments and rewards with so much eagerness.

She bites her lower lip as she squeezes her nipples between her fingers. I watch the change in her. The way a new rosy flush sweeps over her naked flesh. Her hips arch and roll as the heightened sensations grip her.

We climb onto the bed, surrounding her. Raithe positions himself between her legs. "Play with your pussy."

She lets out another moan as she slides her fingers down her slit and peels her lips back.

I pull one of her thighs back farther and look down to watch. "Yeah, just like that. Now slip your finger in, nice and slow."

"I'm going to cum. Fuck," she murmurs.

Mordecai grips her other thigh. We raise her legs up higher. He sucks on her cheek, biting and licking her jaw as he keeps his gaze locked on her pussy. "Yes, you are. Multiple times, little pet."

Raithe strokes his cock as the three of us watch her thrust her middle finger deep inside her cunt. Her mouth falls open, her lips forming an O. She closes her eyes as she fingers herself. The noises she makes are enough to make me cum on their own.

Mordecai drags the tip of his tongue in circles around her nipples before leaning over and kissing my lips. I moan as our tongues collide. He tastes like Raithe's cock and her juices. It's sweet and salty and exquisite. Fuck.

"Add another finger," Raithe commands.

"Oh, fuck," she whines but obeys. We watch, wild with need, as she pushes her index and middle fingers past her entrance. She arches up, thrusting at a slow and agonizing pace.

When she tries to pull out, I press her hand down, forcing her fingers back in. "Make room for me."

She gasps as I slip two of my fingers in next to hers. I stroke her fingers inside her pussy. "Mmm, so fucking slick."

Her moans turn to screams as she pants for air. For control. For her own fucking sanity.

"I need to bury myself inside you right fucking now," Raithe rasps.

I chuckle and slide our hands out. I suck on her fingers as I shove mine into her mouth, urging her to do the same.

Mordecai plays with her clit. "Our girl is so wet for you, Raithe."

Raithe moans as he inches his cock inside her. "Fuck, baby…"

"Raithe," she whines.

I nuzzle her neck while she gets fucked. "If only your brother could see you now…" I taunt.

Mordecai snickers. "That can be arranged. Maybe we should send him a picture."

Her nostrils flare as she glares at him. But every time she tries to get up, Raithe drives into her, pressing against a spot so deep inside that her eyes roll back.

I lick her face. "Yeah, give in to the rage, little freak. It will make you cum harder."

Mordecai leaps off the bed and rummages through her brother's drawers until he finds what he wants. "Here we go. I knew there'd be one in here."

She gasps when he points the video camera at her. "You wouldn't fucking—" Her words are cut off by Raithe riding her. He grinds hard against her. "Shut your mouth while I fuck you," he growls.

Mordecai moves the camera over the length of her body. "Show your brother what a good fucking whore you are for us."

Fuck. "Let's show him what she looks like covered in cum." I slide my hand up and down my cock, relishing the feel of every taut ridge. It's all for her. I squeeze when I get to the tip, milking my pre cum out.

I shift to my knees as I jerk myself off over her belly. "You have no idea how many nights I've gotten myself off to thoughts of you."

Mordecai stalks around us as he keeps filming. "You will never be clean again, Lib. You're our dirty little pet."

She looks into the camera. "You're fucking sick."

"Yeah, and it makes you so fucking wet, you're about to cum the hardest you ever have," he bites back.

She moans as Raithe bursts inside her. They cum at the same time, a symbiotic eruption of sin and filth and repulsion. And it triggers me.

"Oh, fuck. Here I come." The blood in my cock rushes, shooting down my shaft as I swell and pulse. My cum bursts out in hot sticky ropes. And I paint her with it. I jerk my cock over her like I'm shaking up a champagne bottle.

She lets out a gurgled cry that sounds like a wild animal in heat. "Fuck," she screams.

I dip my fingers into my own cum and smear it across her lips. "Feast."

Mordecai keeps the camera angled on us.

Her eyelids flutter. I can see the exhaustion setting in. But I won't let her fucking go to sleep until she swallows every drop.

"Don't make me ask you twice," I warn.

She licks her lips, sucking them clean.

"Good." I dip my fingers again and feed it to her off my finger. Over and over again until all of it's been cleaned.

"I'm so sore," she whines.

"We're going to take care of you now, little pet," Raithe coaxes.

For the rest of the night, we worship her. After cleaning her pussy, we take her to her own bedroom and lay her down. Mordecai holds ice cubes to her nipples after I remove the chains. We take turns massaging her limbs. She slips in and out of consciousness, and it's tempting to fuck her while she's asleep. But Mordecai insists that she rests. Though, all of us are fighting with our own cravings and urges to take our little freak on another ride.

There will be retaliation. She will get her sweet violent revenge on us. And I can't fucking wait.