They do not drag me away. That is what terrifies me most. They simply surround me right there in the back row, bodies blocking the view from the front as the movie continues to play.

Elena takes Maria’s place behind me, her bigger breasts pressing into my back. “You made a mess, novice,” she murmurs. One hand slides straight down and cups my soaked pussy possessively. “Look at you. Dripping all over the floor like a bitch in heat.”

I whimper around Maria’s fingers. Lucia and Rosa kneel in front of me, pushing my habit up to my waist. Cool air hits my bare thighs and the wet mess between...