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A Drunken Mistake (ChattyChell and Libraryman) (NFSW)

Freya bit her lip to keep from frowning, that meant that they knew what Jack was doing to her. That they were just like him. Keeping her eyes down, she slowly released Jack's shirt, her fingers aching from the tight grip she had on him. She moved on shaky legs, sitting down next to other man. Jack joining them forcing her closer to the stranger.

She glanced at him from the corner of her eye as he introduced himself but otherwise kept her eyes on the table on front of them. She clenched her fists, wrapping her arms around herself once more, as her muscles still shook. She jumped, just slightly, when James placed his hand on her knee. She could feel sweat pooling as she was surrounded by the heat of the two bodies next to her.

She tried not to wince at his compliment, his breath in her ear as he leaned closer than was sticky necessary to be heard over the music. When he asked if she had been to a club like this before, she shook her head, still unable to find her voice yet. Using the motion to move slightly away from him, putting her closer to Jack. The devil you know and all that.
 
"Are you okay there, Freya?" Sam asked from across the table, having to almost shout to be heard above the music. "You're looking a little tense. Here, have just a little to drink. Just enough to help you relax."

With that said, he reached down next to the bench and grabbed a bottle of whiskey and a few glasses. After pouring out three more servings he kept one for himself before sliding two more across the table to her and Jack. Her master reached out and took his cup, nodding to her that it was fine to have her own as he wrapped his arm about her waist.

"Be nice to our host now." Jack said into her ear as James began to stroke up and down her leg now, enjoying the feeling of her skin beneath his fingers. "We wouldn't want to offend him after he invited us in and offered refreshments."
 
Freya didn't want to drink again, not after what happened the last time. She didn't ever like it, but her friends would push her until she relented and joined them. With Jack's voice in her ear, the threat implied, she slowly reached out and took the glass. She watched each man take their own shot without hesitation, afraid that they might actually put something in her drink. She hesitantly took a sip, shivering as it burned her throat, and set the glass back down, mildly surprised to see that she had taken half the drink. She gave the man across from her a small, strained smile before lowering her eyes once more.

She shivered once more, gooseflesh raising on her legs as James started running his hand over her. She wanted to shy away, to get up and run. To never have to look at any of these men again and go home and burn every last thing Jack had bought her. But she couldn't. Not only was she caged in by bodies and the leather seat, Jack still had that video, those pictures, to hold over her head. She squeezed her eyes shut as she felt tears prickling in the corners. She wasn't very smart but it didn't take a genius to see what Jack had planned for her punishment tonight. She would do what she half to survive it.

Reaching out with shaking fingers, Freya picked up the glass and finished the liquor inside before pushing it toward the man across from her once more, silently asking for another.
 
"It's okay girl, we're just going to have some fun with each other." Jack spoke soothingly in her ear, his own hand sliding up her back to begin petting her head, fingers tangling gently into her hair as he did.

Sam obliged the girl and took the glass to pour out another serving before sliding it back over. His face had a excited grin plastered onto it, knowing what was to come as he continued to eye up the scantily dressed teen. At the same time the hand on her leg drifted slowly upwards, pushing her skirt up to reveal her slim thong that barely hid her pussy from sight. With the skirt out of the way, James began to stroke her pussy firmly and insistently.

"We'll make you feel so good tonight baby." James said as Jack pulled the translucent curtain closed to give them a modicum of privacy, his fingers stroking deliberately against her clothed slit. "You're already so wet, just relax and let it happen."
 
Freya took the shot, swallowing it as quickly as possible, the burn down her throat causing her to wince. She whimpered, biting her lip in attempt to swallow the sound, as James fingers slowly made their way up to her wet pussy. She shuddered, clenching her fists to try and keep from closing her legs, to keep from squirming away from both men's touch, knowing Jack would punish her if she tried. She could already feel tears burning her eyes, closing them tightly to try and force them to stay hidden, to not fall, even as small moans tried to escape her throat.

Shaky fingers pushed the glass back across the table once more, Freya squirming in her seat from the teasing touches. She could already feel the tingling buzzing in her brain from the alcohol but knew she would need a lot more to survive the night. She eyed the curtain when Jack pulled it close, another small whimper escaping her when she saw that it did very little to hide them away from curious eyes. She blushed harder as she focused her eyes once more on the table, waiting for her next drink, curling her toes into her shoes to stop when she noticed her hips subtly moving against the questing fingers.
 
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"Are you getting excited, pet?" Jack asked, leaning over to breath the question in her ear, his breath tickling her neck as a now completely full glass of liquor slid back across the table to her. "I can see you moving against him."

Spurred on by Freya's little movements, James pulled aside her delicate panties to reveal her pussy to the air of the nightclub. A thick digit dragged itself across the slit once, twice, and then with surprising ease slipped past her folds. With how wet she'd been, it made it much too easy for the stranger to begin slowly and steadily pumping his finger in and out of her body.

While James assaulted her pussy, Jack took her chin between his thumb and index fingers to turn her head to him after she finished the drink. Grabbing the hair that he'd just been stroking gently a moment ago, he pulled her in for a kiss. He loved the taste of her lips, and the whiskey on her breath only added to it. And at the same time, James too leaned over and began to kiss and nibble up her collar bone to her exposed neck.
 
Freya took the shot quickly when it was slid over to her once again. She shivered as Jack's breath caressed her ear, her neck, as he and his friends continued to coax responses from her, even though she still hadn't spoken yet. It didn't matter, they weren't interested in what she had to say. She pushed the glass across the table once more, not caring that she was the only one drinking now.

Tiny mewls escaped her as he soaked cunt was exposed to the cold air of the club, the heat generated from the bodies on the floor not reaching their table. She bit her lip once more, trying and failing to swallow her sounds as James worked his finger into her. She moaned quietly as she felt his penetrating finger push against the plug still lodge deep in her asshole. She was red, blushing so hard from being exposed and assaulted in such a way, in so public a space.

Her head was starting to get fuzzy enough, and with the fear of further punishment, that she didn't fight Jack as he grabbed her hair. Forcing her head back so he could claim her mouth. She whimpered, moaned, clenched her fists to keep from moving, to keep from kissing him back. She didn't want this, but it was getting harder to remember that the longer she was forced to be around him. And it only got worse when she felt James' lips and teeth on her neck, her collar bone.

Between the boose and the two men, Freya felt light headed, her mind buzzing and fogging over much like it had the first time Jack raped her. She could feel a tear spill over, falling down her cheek and into her hair from the angle her head was forced into. She was going to need much more whiskey if she was going to survive the night, to hopefully kill the memories of tonight. So they wouldn't be added to the others she already had that haunted her at night, keeping her from sleeping as her traitorous pussy soaked her underwear.
 
This time, the cup was not passed back to her. In fact, Sam couldn't be seen. The answer as to where he was was soon revealed though. James slipped his finger out from her slick passage, and her legs were quickly forced open as Sam had grabbed her knees to gain a better view of the soaked cunt. That was when he pressed his face forward and began to slowly stroke her slit bottom to top with his tongue.

While that was happening, Jack continued to kiss her. Leaving her lips behind her master pulled back her head to kiss and nibble the opposite side of her neck as James. At the same time, the hand that was just inside of her slid up her body, tracing her skin with its fingertips, and sliding under her loose shirt to firmly cup her right breast.

"You're wearing an open bra?" James asked between nibbles, gently pinching the nipple that topped it. "First that cute little tail, now this. You're a naughty girl, aren't you?"
 
Freya jumped, the movement stilted by all the hands holding her, when she felt the hot, wet tongue on her folds. Her hands unclenching only for her nails to dig into the leather seat beneath her, careful not touch any of the men. Her legs trembled in the third man's hands as they were forced open, the men beside her obstructing how far she could be forced open. She couldn't stop from moaning into Jack's mouth, the loud sound to have escaped her since they were in his truck.

She gasped softly when Jack forced her head further back, her throat straining as the two men kissed and nibbled on her. She shuddered, all the attention causing gooseflesh to raise on her skin, her body trembling beneath them.

Freya moaned, unable to keep her noises inside, as James groped her, her nipples hardening under his attention. As the man who hadn't introduced himself, who fed her shot after shot, continued to lick her juices from her slit, causing her pussy to clinch repeated around nothing.

When James called her a naughty girl, she tried to shake her head, to deny it, but the movement only made her scalp hurt with the grip Jack had on her hair. She could more tears sliding free. The alcohol working through her system, speeding up as her heart raced from their attention, her last meal being several hours before. She closed her eyes, letting her mind fog over more, even her body couldn't relax, not with all the touching, the attention on her.
 
Spurred on by the soft sounds she was making the trio became more insistent. Like they were spurred on by how her body was reciprocating their advancements. Sam licked deeper, spreading her lips wide as he began to lap up her juices eagerly. Deeper and deeper he progressed. Soon he managed to find her clit and flicked it several times before using long strokes into her passage.

Jack grabbed her shirt and tore it over her head to reveal her two pale orbs supported by the cupless bra. The motion broke him and James away from nibbling at her neck though Jack quickly went back to it, still holding her hair back for better access. If he kept going she was probably going to end up with a few hickeys at this rate.

And finally, Jack was making sure to pay extra good attention to Freya's full breasts. His right hand was now massaging her left tit, and he brought his lips to the one now abandoned. Using his lips and teeth he both lavished kisses upon her chest as well as a few nips here and there, particularly on her rosey nipples.
 
Freya gasped, moaned, her core fluttering and clenching as the men were spurred on further. She forced her arms up, whimpering, blushing, as she was stripped in front of everyone, even if no one had looked their way yet. Her body partially blocked by Jack as he moved his attention to her breasts. She moaned softly as James picked up his kissing and nibbling of her neck, her hair wrapped up in Jack's grip, keep it out of the way and controlling her movement, like reins on a horse.

Her hand quickly covered her mouth, a small cry escaping her before she caught it when the third man's tongue touched her clit. All the edging from the plugs throughout the day, from Jack's fingers on her pussy lips during the drive here, all the attention all three men were forcing onto her had her cumming quickly and suddenly. She screamed into her hand as her body tightening up, her awareness just enough for her to be thankful that the loud music and packed club was able to cover up her shriek.

She groaned and whimpered as the tongue on her clit, buried into her pussy, pushed her toward overstimulation. She squirmed her hips trying to get away as she gently pushed on his head, forgetting that this was supposed to be a punishment, that she really had no say in how her body was used by these men.
 
"Hey guys, I think that she's ready for the next step." Sam spoke up from under the table, sounding irritated by being pushed away from the girl. "I think I'm ready to use her."

The two men beside her quickly exchanged glances, then picked up Freya to haul her onto the table, sending cups scattering to the floor. It was just the right size so that her ass hung over one end and her head over the other. Crawling out from under the table, same got up and looked down at the prone girl with a sneer. Unzipping his pants, the man pulled them down to let his cock flop out and slap Freya across the face, letting it rest on her cheek. His member wasn't quite as impressive as Jack's was, though it was still above average.

Meanwhile, the two men at her feet grabbed her legs and turned her so that she was now on her side on top of the table. With how she was positioned, Jack was facing her front while James was right behind her, and Sam's rod was even more in her face now.

Jack pulled out his manhood, and behind her James did the same. Lifting her leg up for better access, Jack began to smear his tip into her juices and teasing her soaked pussy. At her back, James grabbed her tail accessory and tugged, slowly dragging the plug from her ass which emerged with a soft 'pop'. With her ass now free, he reached into his pocket and produced a tube of lube, applying it liberally to his own well endowed self before squirting a little inside of Freya's slightly stretched rear.

"Open your mouth, sweetheart." Sam ordered her as James began to nudge her sphincter with his mushroomed tip. "Be a good girl and suck it."
 
Freya's eyes popped open, unsure when she even closed them, and shrieked once more when she was lifted forcibly onto the table before she could even process the man's words. She flinched, barely hearing the shattering of the glasses that fell to the floor over the music, her head tipped back uncomfortably over the edge of the table when all three men stood to tower over her. The shock pulling her from her orgasmic and alcohol-fueled daze.

She jumped, trying to squirm away when a large cock slapped her cheek, her eyes automatically finding the sneering face of the man above her. She was stopped when Jack and James grabbed her, forcing her onto her side. She couldn't stop a moan from escaping her once more as both men teamed up to tease her even more, Jack's hard cock grinding against her folds as James slowly pulled the tail plug from her ass. Jack holding her forcibly open.

She whimpered, gasping and panting, at the sensation of the cold lube squirting into her stretched hole, wanting get away but held in place by all three men. She tried closing her eyes, to hide away from being raped once more, but the room, the table, was spinning and it just made the sensation between her legs even worse, more intense.

She groaned, tears sliding down her face as she slowly forced herself to submit to them. As James teased and pushed against her little puckered hole, she slowly opened her mouth. Her tongue slipping out from between her lips of its own volition and giving kitten licks to the tip, trying not to gag on the taste or the smell of musk filling her senses from his cock.
 
The girl's shriek brought the attention of a few wandering eyes. All that could be seen was little more than a silhouette through the thin material but definitely enough that onlookers could see a little of what was happening. Especially since the way she was turned was facing the curtain, showing off her bare chest for whoever might peek in.

Luckily for Freya, James was patient. He pressed himself slowly into her now deflowered ass to allow her to get used to his manhood intruding into the hole. Even with the training today, it was an extremely tight fit. Her ass could hardly handle it as the forceful entry caused the hole to bow inwards. It was probably a good thing Jack forced her to wear a plug today, more so when he fit the larger tail plug in.

When James had made it four inches deep, about halfway to his base, Jack made his move. Sliding forwards past her soaked petals, he let out a loud groan as he sank deep inside. Even after being used a few times now, she was still as tight as their first time.

"Come on, put some more effort into it girl." Sam berated her impatiently, grinding himself against her lips.

"If she doesn't cooperate, just shove yourself down her neck." Jack told him as he wound back just to shove himself deep agIn with a wet smack of flesh on flesh. "She's done it before, and she can do it again."
 
Freya groaned as James forced himself into her ass. No longer distracted by their touching, she tensed up, unable to relax to ease his passage into her. And it only got worse when Jack hilted inside of her once more. She cried out at the force of his thrust, her hands scrambling to try and push on him out but unable to even reach to scratch at him as she was splayed out upon the table.

Her eyes widened at Jack's words, not wanting to be forced anymore than she already was. She whimpered as she leaned her head back once more. She opened her mouth and began to lick and suck small parts of the shaft in front of her face, wetting it with her saliva as she moved to grip his cock. She took the head into her mouth, her tongue running along the slit, shivering at the salty taste of the precum that had begun to bead there, and started to slowly work it deeper. The angle awkward for her to bob her head enough, though Jack's forceful thrusting helped to push her a little more into the third man.
 
"Stop your squirming!" Jack scolded her as she failed her hands at him, reaching forwards with his free hand to pinch her nipper hard while his other continued to hold up her leg. "If you behaved like a good girl we wouldn't be here right now."

James continued to press himself deeper and deeper into her rear while Jack steadily fucked her pussy. He rocked himself back and forth, slowly gaining ground each time he pressed into her ass. Finally, after a few long minutes, he managed to hilt himself into her once virgin ass.

"Damn, this is the best ass I've ever fucked!" James exclaimed, sitting still for a few moments to allow her body to get used to him. "We've got to do this more often!"

"Maybe next time she misbehaves we can take her out on your yacht with more of the guys." Jack replied as he sawed himself steadily back and forth, enjoying the added tightness from her being stuffed with two large dicks. "Could even make it a weekend thing."

Sam was enjoying the effort she was now putting into him. He grunted and groaned as she liked him up and down. As she suckled at his tip and slowly took more in, he pet her hair like one would a good dog to encourage her. With the forceful thrusts of Jack, his member was forced deeper and deeper into her bobbing mouth until his mushroomed tip was wedged against her throat.
 
Freya cried out as Jack pinched her nipple, her back arching against the pain as they held her down. His thrusts punching the air from her lungs as James continued to force himself into her ass, the tight muscle fluttering around his length. She moaned, sore and overly full, once he finally hilted inside of her. Thankfully holding still as she got used to him, her muscles clenching around him, instinctively trying to push the intrusion back out of her body.

She whimpered around the cock being forced further into her mouth at Jack's words, barely heard over the din of everything else. Crying at the thought of doing this again, of being forced to take more men, of being trapped with them for so long.

She gagged, coughing and swallowing as much as she could, when Sam's cock finally hit the back of her throat, trapped between all three men. Unable to shield away from the strokes to her hair, petting her like an animal. She could feel the drool that was being forced from her open mouth with his every thrust, the slick and lube between her legs cooling uncomfortably on her skin. Couldn't stop the moans and mewls and sounds from escaping her as the men worked together to use her body and slake their lust on her.

She was too distracted, trying to fade away but being unable to ignore that she was raped once again, to notice their growing audience on the dancefloor looking at her, pointing out her disgrace to their friends. No doubt believing it to all be consensual. After all only a slut would come to a place like this, dressed like she had, and allow her self to be fucked by three different men.
 
Only a few of the onlookers actually stick around to gawk at the silhouettes thrusting at each other. It wasn't an uncommon occurrence in the club. Part of the experience here at the Erotica club was that if you tipped a server enough money, you could take them into a booth for some fun, or you and your own partner could do it too for some safe and kinky exhibitionist fun.

James finally began to draw himself out from Freya's ass, her sphincter tugging at his girth as he did. Once the man had only the tip left inside, he slathered some more lube onto himself and slowly but surely forced his member back inside her body. This motion was repeated at a sluggish pace as the mam steadily sawed himself in and out of her tight ass. With every motion the man grimaced with pleasure as her body clenched about him as he pumped in and out of her.

At the same time Jack and Sam slowed their thrusting to match with James. When he pulled out, so did they. As he shoved in, they did too. This gave the teen trapped between them intermissions of being empty followed by all of her holes getting filled at the same time.
 
Freya groaned as James began to pull out, her body clenching around him, inadvertently clenching tighter around Jack as he continued to force through her pussy. Her body was on fire, all her holes burning as these three large men forced themselves into her repeatedly. The coil in her belly was tightening once more, her body tense, never allowed to come down from her high before she was thrown onto the table and forced to take all three of them.

She moaned and whimpered as the all slowed down, matching their pace to each other. Her fingers dug into the table, the unforgiving purchase actually breaking one of her nails. She was held once more over the precipice, their slow thrusting enough to keep her close to her orgasm but never allowing her to fall over the edge. It was too much, after being edged all day combined with the torturous end of the shopping trip the day before, her body, her mind couldn't take any more of the teasing.

She whined, squirming and moving her hips, swallowing and licking, anything to coax them to move faster. Her fingers moving to her clit, hoping the men wouldn't notice and stop her. Anything to reach her orgasm, much to her own ever increasing shame.
 
"Woah, she's really getting into it now!" Sam exclaimed as she worked his cock over with more enthusiasm than before, letting out a load groan of pleasure. "You're really hungry for cock, aren't you?"

James and Jack could tell too. Freya's grinding into their thrusts was a very telling thing, as was the hand drifting to her clit. Jack smiled and allowed her to continue to touch herself. It only meant that his conditioning was working. That she was starting down the path of doing anything to get an orgasm. The two friends fucking her holes happily obliged by picking up their pace. James couldn't move quite as fast as Jack due to the tightness of the hole so the three men quickly fell out of sinc.

Sam was taking his time pumping in and out from her neck as it bulged around him with every slow thrust. He was savoring the feeling of her pleasuring him as he fucked her face, and from the looks of it he was getting close to his end. James was using her ass a bit faster now than Sam was, steadily thrusting in enough that his pelvis clapped every time he rammed home. Lastly, James was moving a tad bit quicker than his two friends, his cock battering at her womb, trying to break its way in.
 
Freya moaned, shame flooding her system as their words swam through the fog of her mind. Her fingers worked quickly over her clit, swallowing and taking panting gasping breaths every time the cock entered and left her throat. Once again leaving her esophagus raw, her voice to be shot and raspy until she recovered.

She groaned, the men falling out of rhythm with each other to further stimulate her, tears still falling from her tightly closed eyes. Slick and fluids coating her thighs, saliva on chin and neck. Her muffled sounds echoing around the space, competing with the loud beat of the music, as the men increased their pace, fucking into her harder and faster. Her ass burning as James forced her to loosen with each plunging thrust, even as her body refused to relax. Every thrust between her legs forcing her further onto Sam's cock until he was bottoming out, her lips around his base and his balls hitting her with every movement. Her tongue forced still from his girth filling her mouth, her throat. Her fingers worked faster and harder on her clit, unconsciously keeping pace with them.

Her muscles tightened, spasmed, as she pressed hard on her nub, finally falling into a hard orgasm. She was shaking, seizing, as her cervix pulsed, spasmed, sucking Jack's dick deep inside once more, into her womb. She squealed, the sound choked until Sam pulled back, loud and long, her back arching before she finally collapsed, panting until her throat was filled once more, cutting off her air as the continued assault prolonged her release. Leaving her hanging in her high for far too long, to the point of being uncomfortable.
 
After Freya squeeled, Sam lunged forward to bury himself in her throat. His balls slapped against her face and came to rest there as he did not pull out this time. No, he was close to bursting and he wanted her neck to massage him.

In the meantime, Jack and James were both panting with effort as they continued to pound away at the teen through her orgasm. James was probably the closest of the two of them to finishing, but Jack would probably follow soon after if Freya's pussy kept spasming. Having reached the depths of her very womb helped too.

A loud gasp of pleasure filled the air as Sam grabbed hold of the girl's hair and held her in place. Jets of semen shot down her neck as his rod pulsed inside of her before he finally pulled out to spray the other half of his ejaculate onto her body. Jacking himself off to try and prolong his own organ, Sam shot a few jets on her face and chest before sitting back down on the bench, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath.
 
Freya gagged when Sam forced himself down her throat, swallowing harshly as he held there, cutting off her air. She squirmed, her hands flying to his thighs on instinct, wanting to push him away, as he started to cum. She swallowed faster but couldn't catch all of it, the white seed slipping from her mouth even before Sam began to pull out. His jizz coated her tongue before he completely freed himself from her, making her wince as he shot it onto her face and breasts.

She lay panting, her eyes half mast, as Jack and James continued to fuck her roughly, each thrust forcing louder sounds, louder grunts, from her lungs no that she was no longer gagged. She twitched, unable to move on her own any longer, as her muscles reflexively clenched around both cocks. Her body trying to milk them of their seed, despite her mind not wanting it. Her mind too tired to fight her body's reactions to being fucked so harshly, evolutionary instincts wanting their cum, their seed, deep inside of her.
 
It didn't take much longer for the two men fucking her to finish. Grunting loudly, James drove himself in to the hilt. His balls pulsed and twitched against her rear as he too gave into pleasure and filled her up with everything he had.

At the same time Jack also came hard inside of her. Instead of just holding himself in as deep as he could though, he still fucked her through it. Each thrust was slow and deliberate, making sure that he reached as deep as possible and filling her entire passage with his baby batter. It was like he was trying to shove as much cum as possible into her body.

Finally, when both men were finished, they pulled their deflated members from the young woman's body and collapsed onto the bench as Sam did. With her holes now empty, cum leaked out from both openings. It was quite the site to see. A young curvaceous girl splayed out on a table, her chest out in the open and covered in semen, skirt bunched about her shapely hips to reveal the used holes oozing just like the semen from her mouth.

"We need someone to clean up the glass." Sam said as he reached out to pet the girl's head in front of him like a puppy who did a job well done.

James then clicked a button laid into the wall labeled 'service'. Soon after, a young lady just a bit older than Freya pulled aside the curtain to enter. She paused at the sight of the girl on the table but not too long. This must have been a semi regular occurrence at least then. At Jame's behest she then left to go and get a broom for the cups, as well as new drinking glasses for all of them. She closed the curtain after leaving, but there were quite a few observers who were able to catch a good long looks at Freya's prone and used figure before the server left.
 
Freya moaned as the other two men began to empty themselves into her abused holes, the sound drawn out as Jack continued to thrust into her even as James stayed hilted inside her asshole. Pumping her full with as much spend as he could. She gasped, shuddering, as they finally pulled out of her. She slowly turned more fully onto her back, her body aching from the abuse she just endured, her leg falling back to the table when Jack released it. She winced at the loud slap her skin made against the surface.

As she lay there, Freya shivered, the table cold now that they were no longer generating heat from their fucking. Her mind was buzzing, the alcohol and her orgasms causing her brain to swim, unable to process the words being spoken around her. She jumped when the curtain was pushed back, glancing the server from the corner of her eye before turning her face away, not noticing the woman's reaction to her.

She lay in the growing puddle of fluids, her limbs trembling and gooseflesh raising on her skin, now for entirely different reasons, the chilly air chasing away the heat. Jack hasn't told her she could get up yet, but she desperately wanted to get up, to clean up, to leave entirely. Glancing once more at all three men after the server left, Freya raised herself up on her arms, moving to sit up, her movements slow in case one of the men objected and she could avoid any further punishment from Jack.
 
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