Page 11 of Brandishing Balance (Devil’s Psychos MC #3)

Maya

I faded in and out of consciousness. Thoughts no longer consumed me as dehydration and starvation plagued me.

Still trussed up on the mattress, the men of Las Serpientes crew took their turns fucking me. I lost track of how many and how long.

Someone poured lube on me whenever I started to dry out. I had become swollen and desensitized, that despite the amount of lube and cum sloshing inside my cunt, I was still feeling friction burns and tearing.

“Such a dirty whore.” Someone laughed.

“See if you can fist her,” someone else said.

“Look it! Get the camera in there!”

Pain exploded as someone’s fingers pushed into my cunt, followed by their knuckles. A chorus of loud mocking cheers could be heard as his fist slipped completely inside me.

Overwhelmed by the agony, I fell unconscious, my mind seeking refuge from the torment.