Four or Dead by G O A

Four or Dead

After they are done with me, my emotions are all over the place. I have never felt more used in my entire life. Despite knowing I have never done this before, they forced their dicks down my throat, using my mouth as they saw fit. There had been times when I couldn't breathe, and they kept choking me with their erections. Not to mention vomiting it took all my self-control not to throw up. Maybe I should have done that, but them eating me out kept me distracted. It felt better than I had ever imagined

Them reassuring me that I did well helps and soon, I stop crying. I don't understand why. I feel like a slut, but I try not to let it show

"Can I go now?"

Iam not sure where but anywhere far away from them. I don't think I will survive another round of... whatever they did to me. Each time I swallow, it feels like my throat is on fire

"Go home with Reyes, you mean," Alekos snarls. Then in a calmer voice he adds, "After a long, warm bath, you will feel better. I still have a few things to take care of at the office, Stefan and I will see you at dinner."

I want to argue with him and tell him to go to hell, that I am not going

anywhere with Reyes-my cheek still stings from the slaps he gave me but Iam mentally and physically exhausted. And after whoring myself, a hot bath and maybe a meal doesn't sound that bad. This morning, I was so nervous that I skipped breakfast

Still sitting in Alekos' lap, I try to reach for the blouse and the bra that are still on the desk, but Reyes is faster, and he snatches them away. My panties are nowhere to be seen. Not that I can use them after Alekos ripped them. Luckily, my skirt, which is bundled around my waist, is still intact. I don't see my purse either. It is not a big loss, except for the money and my ID, I had nothing of value in it

"Could you pass me the bra?" I ask Reyes

He looks at my boobs, and I am tempted to hide them with my hands, but after sucking their cocks and them licking my pussy, I think I am past feeling shame

Reyes throws the bra over his head. "Those beautiful tits don't need to

be hidden. Actually, you won't be wearing a bra ever again."

I resist the urge to look down at my chest. What is so beautiful about my small tits? For sure Reyes is just messing around with me

Alekos cups my boobs, groping them hard to the point of pain. When I smack his hands, he stops. "In fact, you won't be wearing any clothes while at home."

"Do you have any idea how absurd that sounds? I am not a sex slave," I protest

What Alekos says next makes me question his real intentions with me

"No, but you are our woman now. And I want you available and ready to

be fucked any time we feel like it."

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So basically, Alekos does see me as a sex slave. What did I do to deserve such bad karma?

I will play out that role...until I won't

Reyes helps me put my blouse on. When my hands are too shaky to button it, he does it for me. Maybe he is not as bad as I initially thought. Maybe he likes rough sex, but he is otherwise a nice person outside the bedContent (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

"T am already seeing you waiting for us on your knees next to the entryway. You will suck our cocks, as if your life depends on it. Then I will put you on the dining table, spread your legs and devour your pussy. Once you cum on my tongue, we will fuck you until the whole neighborhood learns our names," Reyes says as he helps me stand

I think I was too quick to judge. Reyes is not a good person. He, too, sees me as a sex slave. My father has warned me about the Lords keeping women in their Blood Lodges to use during the gatherings. I was a fool to think Alekos would help me. He is not the same person I met in high school. He is a Lord now. But will I survive whatever he and his blood-brothers do? I think that's what he called them. I am strong

Too bad my father never saw me as such. I will survive anything. At least Alekos, Reyes, and Stefan don't torture and kill women

Stefan pulls my skirt down. "Maybe it is best if she is naked, only when we are home. Imagine if something needs to be repaired and one of the

staff sees her naked." If they don't want me to be seen naked by other men, then maybe they

are telling the truth when they are saying they want me only for themselves

Reyes licks my aching cheek. "Then we need to decide who is allowed on our floor when we are not home. After a long day at the office, I expect you to be on your knees, ready to be used by us. And some days, maybe we will handcuff you to the bed and leave you like that, until we return from work."

"Handcuffed to the bed?" Is he even mentally stable? "And naked," Reyes adds

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He really has an obsession with me being naked

Alekos picks up my shoes and kneels next to me to help me put them on, but my legs are still shaking. Walking in high heels right now is not a good idea. Unless I want to end up with a broken ankle. He probably realizes it, as he stands. "We need to order a bed that will be big enough for all of us to sleep in," he says, as he puts my shoes on the desk

"T will take care of it," Stefan says

"Good," Alekos said

"Say 'goodbye' to Alekos and Stefan, Nena," Reyes instructs me

Understanding that he wants me to kiss them, I try to do so without protesting. Alekos and Stefan are standing close to me, and it takes me only a few steps to reach them. Standing on my tiptoes, I press my lips to those of Alekos. He kisses me back, sweet and gentle, his hands coming around me. His first kiss was rough and unrelenting, making me feel like he hated every second of it, but this one makes me wonder if he still cares for me

Don't be silly, Angel

Alekos couldn't care less for you. He probably accepted protecting me from Carlos, so that he can obtain information about my father. Not that I would give him any. Not only because I don't want to betray my father, but because I don't know many details about his business. He had always wanted a son, but after having me, my mother had some health problems, leaving her unable to have more children. Being a woman, my father thought I was weak. He still loved me, in his way, I guess, but he thought that only men are meant to work, while a woman's place is in the house. For that reason, he never let me go to college. Since I was going to marry Carlos and have his babies, he never understood why I wanted to study architecture. At least he let me finish high school. With a diploma in my hands, it was easy to study online

Not architecture, as I always dreamed, but accounting. It took only two years to earn my degree, and since then I put it to good use and have become a fairly good freelancer. I even have some money saved up, in a secret bank account no one knows about