It isn’t only my pussy that’s hurting. My neck is already sore, and my shoulders ache from being driven into the bench. I try to raise my voice, to be heard and get somebody’s attention. “She wants to tell you how much she loves it,” James decides, and I hear him stroking himself even over the sound of a football game going on. My pain and tears are soaking into the blindfold, but I doubt he would care even if he could see them. It might even add to the experience.

“Give your brother another turn,” James orders. “Fill her up. Make that ass raw. Nix, you fuck her while Colt spanks that ass until the skin cracks open. I want to see her bleed.” He’s spent all day planning this. It’s obvious from the way he smoothly goes from one command to the next.

The two of them find a rhythm, with Colt making contact every time Nix pulls back a little. I’m openly sobbing, my body aching, my ass throbbing, and my pussy being pushed to the point of numbness. On and on it goes, with the two of them taking turns touching my body, fucking me, leaving me open and exposed to James whenever he orders it. “I want to see her pussy gape,” he grunts, and when Colt pulls back, the satisfied little groan coming from the sofa makes me sick. “Oh, yeah. Spread her lips. I want to see inside her.”

Dear god, he’s sick. And because I can’t see who’s touching me, can’t see their hands, he might as well be doing it. Striking me. Spreading my lips so he can see all of me. That thought alone has my panic and disgust reaching new heights. It’s bad enough that Colt and Nix are doing this to me, but if James touched me like this, it would be a new level of dread.

It’s a temporary reprieve, with Nix going back to it once his father tells him to. And now there’s urgency. His fingers dig into me, and he grunts every time his balls slap against my clit. At least he’s almost finished. “Come inside her,” James tells him, his own breathing fast and shallow.

It isn’t long before Nix drives himself deep and stays that way, filling me with his cum until I feel it oozing out around his dick. He pulls out with a groan and is quickly replaced by his brother. I’m so numb I hardly feel a thing. Only relief when he, too, empties himself inside me. I don’t even care about what it means or how disgusting it is. I don’t even care when I hear James coming, moaning, cursing, and panting for air until the sound eventually fades, then stops.

And here I am, dripping cum, aching from head to toe.