Their laughter was like a knife, cutting through the last shreds of her dignity. "Looks like she's enjoying it," Rohan said, his voice thick with amusement. "What do you say, boys? Should we see if she's ready to be our little slut?" They all nodded, their grins wide and predatory. Juhi knew she should stop them, but the fear of rejection was stronger than her self-preservation.

The pressure on her clit grew more insistent, and she bit her lip to keep from moaning. The boy at her rear pushed the pen harder, the plastic digging into her flesh. "How about it, baby?" he asked, his voice a mocking caress. "Ready to be our little anal whore?" The words should have disgusted her, but instead, they sent a bolt of electricity through her core.