The days that followed blurred into a haze of hands and mouths and thick cocks stretching me open.

I stopped going home at night. There was no point. Every evening after work I drove straight to Ethan’s apartment, and every evening both twins were waiting for me. Sometimes they let me make it through the door before they stripped me. Sometimes they didn’t even wait that long.

On Tuesday Ethan took me alone.

Aiden had a late meeting, so it was just the two of us. The second the door closed Ethan pushed me against it, yanked my jeans down, and thrust into me right there in the entryway. He...