I woke up on the living room rug with a blanket thrown over me and the taste of all three of them still in my mouth.

Sunlight cut across the floor in thin, unforgiving lines. My body felt wrecked—jaw sore, breasts tender, cunt swollen and sticky with the dried mess of the night before. When I tried to close my legs, a dull, deep ache reminded me exactly how many times they had taken me. The blanket slipped as I sat up. I was still completely naked. Cum had dried in streaks down my inner thighs and across my stomach.

Harlan’s voice came from the kitchen doorway.

“She’s awake.”

Victor...