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I would like to thank @kenjisato for proofreading and editing this chapter.

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Day 7, night

Jane scurried to the far end of the bed, as far away as she could from her three rapists. Mike's dad, John, patted him on the shoulder, and then he and Mike's older brother, Charles, left and went to the living room.

Jane was still staring at them with fear as they left the room, then her eyes snapped back to Mike. She weakly nodded not to do this anymore, but Mike just smirked and reached out and grabbed Jane by the ankle and pulled her closer before grabbing her by the hair. She squealed under his grip and grabbed his hand as he dragged her by the hair to the living room. Her abused holes were leaking cum along the way and the dreaded egg vibe was still buzzing away inside her.

When they reached the living room, Jane saw John was having a glass of water at the dining table, and Charles was looking for something inside the fridge. Mike sat on the couch and forced Jane on all fours between his legs and pulled her face closer to his cum-covered cock. He pulled her mouth closer to his cock that had just been inside her ass, and Jane kept her eyes and mouth shut, refusing to open it as he rubbed it all over her face. Despite cleaning her ass with the enema, she could smell the stench of her ass and cum mixed together. Mike just chuckled a little and then slapped her hard enough for it to echo in the living room. She looked at him with tears in her eyes, and reluctantly opened her mouth. Mike then immediately shoved her mouth on his cock and began bobbing it up and down.

Jane closed her eyes, again trying to not to think about sucking on the cock that had just been in her butt, when all of a sudden, she yelped on the cock when someone spanked her ass then ran his hand all over her back. She looked at her side and saw John with a huge smile on his face, taking a seat next to Mike.

"Ah!!! Never would've thought such a whore would be living under our roof!!" he exclaimed, as he got comfortable on the couch, rubbing his belly.

Jane looked at him, as she continued to be made to suck on Mike's cock, its graying pubes and hairy balls were still matted with all the cum that had leaked from her cunt, and she could see traces of it dripping down towards his ass.

"Yeah! I couldn't believe it when I caught her cheating!" Mike replied to his dad.

"You are a cheating bitch, aren't you?" Mike asked Jane, in a mocking voice. She groaned, as he forced her head up and down to make her nod with his cock still in her mouth.

John adjusted his sitting on the couch, moving his ass to the edge of the seat as he reclined and placed his leg on the armrest presenting his ass and cock, then whistling, "Come here, bitch! And finish your unfinished business!"

Mike let go of Jane's hair. Her pleading eyes briefly met him before she pulled her mouth away from his cock. And then, while still on all fours, moved to John and began obediently licking and sucking on his cock.

"Clean it properly, slut!" John ordered her, as he relaxed, getting serviced by his tenant.

Jane began licking his cock with her tongue, she licked the entire length then she sucked on his pubic hair. Her eyes twitched as the foul taste of his pubes made her yuck. But like a good bitch, she continued to serve him. Moving down to his balls, Jane sucked on them and took them in her mouth and pulled on them lightly, all the while stroking his cock with her left hand. The missing finger from the glove made her wedding ring shine in the light as it moved on his cock.

As she continued, John put his meaty hand on her head and nudged her to go down even lower. Feeling the weight on her head, she obeyed and slowly licked her way to his ass. As she licked his asshole, he put pressure on her head again, signaling her to go deeper on him. Jane steeled herself, with his balls rubbing on her nose, took a deep breath tainted with his musk and pushed her tongue into his ass.

John let out a series of ooohs and aaahs, as Jane licked his ass inside and out. She could tell he did not wash himself before he had raped her. And she could even feel some chunks on her tongue, but again, she tried to ignore it and the taste as she continued to make her rapist feel good. With his cock blocking most of her vision, she looked at the old fart, tilting his head back and enjoying her service.

Jane jumped in surprise when her ass was spanked once again. She flicked her head back to catch a glimpse of her final rapist, Charles, kneeling behind her before John pushed her back to lick his ass. Charles was still eating the leftover lunch from the fridge.

"Did she cook it?" Charles asked Mike, who simply nodded in response. "Even though it's cold, it still tastes good! We should keep her as our fuck maid or something, haha!"

Jane heard all of that, but chose not to react and continue doing her humiliating job.

He used the fork to pull on the strings on her corset until it came loose and dropped off her body. Jane felt his warm hands running all over her back and belly. His calloused hand slowly made its way to her tits. His fingers teased her pierced nipples, then tracing the dangling necklace and giving it a pull, stretched her nipples, making Jane grunt in pain. Then she felt him briefly caressing her womb before he placed the plate on her back and spanked her ass once again.

A shiver ran down her spine when the cold plate was placed on her bare skin, and Jane shuddered due to the spank, but managed to keep the plate on her back. She didn't want to know the consequences of dropping the plate and continued to rim the old fart's asshole.

With both hands free, Charles spanked Jane's ass again and then groped her hard. He reached down and yanked the egg vibe out of her cunt, spilling more cum out as he did so. It was still on. He turned it to the highest setting which made it buzz audibly in the air. Then he put it on her still gaping asshole. The strong vibe made Jane moan and she reflexively clenched her asshole shut. Charles chuckled and smacked her ass playfully before resuming to tease her anal opening with the vibe. Her body resisted, as he slowly pushed the device into her ass until it was stuck at the widest part. Jane groaned in frustration as her butt tried to reject the intrusion, but was unable to do so.

Charles kneeled closer to Jane and began rubbing and slapping her cunt with his cock, lubing it with the leaking cum. She whimpered each time his cock hit her clit ring, sending pulses through her body. After soaking his cock with cum, he grabbed her waist and lined his cock with the half protruding egg vibe. Then with a quick and hard pull, he thrust his cock straight into her asshole. Jane screamed in pain and John took the opportunity to grab her head and shove his cock into her mouth. She kept grunting on his cock as Charles kept fucking her hard and slow, feeling her sphincter tightly gripping on his cock. Jane had immediately forgotten about the plate on her back which surprisingly stayed adhered to her skin due to the sweat.

The father-son duo spit-roasted the poor wife. The son sodomized her like a bitch and the father used her head like a Fleshlight. The strong vibe in her ass and the hard cock pistoning in and out of her made her groan, and the cock in her mouth muffled her voice. The duo were not just content shoving their cocks down her holes, but also using their rough hands to molest, slap and spank her as they felt like. Each abuse made her scream in pain. Tears flowed down Jane's cheeks as she kept crying.

As Charles' thrusts got harder, the piercings amplified her arousal. The dangling necklace in particular was doing most of the heavy lifting, as it swung wildly with each thrust, pulling on her already abused nipples and rushing Jane towards an orgasm. John, too, was reaching his climax, and began to manhandle her head more roughly, and pushed his cock deeper down her throat. Jane began to feel dizzy as the old man used her mouth like a toy and didn't let her breathe properly; her breathing got more hectic, tainted by the strong must of sweat and cum.

When John was about to cum, he grabbed Jane's head with both hands and pushed it on his cock balls deep, not giving her enough time to adjust. Her nose pressed into his hairy crotch, almost completely blocking it off. Then with loud animalistic grunts, he exploded deeply in her mouth. As the cum flooded her throat, Jane gagged and choked, but he didn't let her off his cock, making her cough some of it out around the cock and through her nose. He hooked the leg that was on the armrest on her neck and locked her head on his cock. Jane, somehow, managed to hold her breath. But as Charles also began pounding her ass hard, her lungs began giving up on her. First, it was a twitch or two, but soon, her entire body began to agitate.

Jane looked at John, who was not paying any attention to her at all, and was still lost in his orgasm. As her lungs began to burn even more, she desperately tapped his fat thighs, but he still didn't not look at her. And as if the pain of suffocation wasn't enough, Charles reached down and began abusing her piercings. He didn't know that Jane just gotten pierced a couple of days ago, and he didn't care.

He didn't care that he made her bleed; he only cared about how her body responded to the pain he was causing. He hooked his finger in her clit ring and kept alternating between cruelly pulling on it and rubbing her clit with no mercy. His other hand groped per pierced tits, sometimes pulling on the necklace as he, too, was inching towards an orgasm. Jane wanted to scream, maybe even through her nose, but she wanted to scream her lungs out. But with the lack of air and heavy leg locking her in place with a fat cock in her mouth, she couldn't.

Then her body gave in to the abuse, and a brutal orgasm crashed through her. Jane began slipping in and out of consciousness as the throes of orgasm wracked her. Her feeble mind again made the inappropriate connection between all the pain and suffering and the ecstasy of the climax. The spasms made her drop the plate on the floor, spilling the food.

Jane's orgasm made her asshole clench around Charles' cock even tighter, begging for his cum which he so disgracefully obliged and flooded her bowels with his cum. As the son finished cumming inside the whore wife, the father also finally let up his leg from her neck and pulled her head by her hair. As soon as the cock left her mouth, Jane began coughing out some of the cum, her lungs desperately trying to suck in some air. She was in a delirious state, her eyes lost, her mind blank.

Jane was at her physical limit, but her landlords were not done with her just yet. John slapped her hard enough to bring her back, for the moment, before pushing her away to the floor. With barely any strength left in her, she didn't even try to get up. Charles, too, had pulled out at some point, and she just lay there on the floor, with cum drooling out of her mouth and gaping asshole, blood dewed on her piercings. Both the father and son finished dripping the last of their cum on the food scattered on the floor.

While Jane was getting spit-roasted by John and Charles, Mike quickly went away to grab something.

As Jane lay there on the floor, panting, she left something being tied around her neck. The person propped up her ass and slapped her cunt with his cock. She tried to look at her assailant, just when she had a glimpse of Mike, Jane was met with a foot on her temple, pinning her to the floor. She weakly mouthed, "Please no more," but Mike went ahead and began fuck her cunt.

Jane didn't know how long Mike fucked her, but she felt the welcoming pleasure when another orgasm hit her as something warm filled her cunt to the brim. He pulled out and finished the rest of his cum on the spilled food.

Then she left the tug on her leash, pulling her up on her knees. As her eyes met Mike's glistening cock, she finally lost it and began bawling her eyes out, begging for mercy. He slapped her to make her quiet, then slapped her again just for the sake of it. Jane sobbed as her Master continued.

Mike held out the Plan B pills and shook the box, to get Jane's attention.

"It's been a while since you've taken the pills, hasn't it?" he asked her, with a cold voice.

She just blankly stared at the box, until Mike slapped her again demanding an answer. To which she weakly nodded, "Yes."

"Here are your options, bitch; we will let you go, but you have to carry the child or..."

Mike took out a pill and Jane's eyes followed the pill as he dropped it in the food that had been soaking the men's cum, and he mixed it up with his foot. He kept his foot in the mixture and continued.

"... Or you can take the pill, and accept being our FUCK SLAVE."

Jane just stared, wide-eyed, at Mike. Her mind was in turmoil. She didn't actually know whether she was actually fertile or not. She couldn't remember if these were her safe days or not, she didn't think that she could just abort the baby and have one with Robert. But the constant abuse that she was forced to endure this long didn't enable her to think straight. So her body betrayed her and made the decision for her. And before Jane could realize it, she bowed down and began licking Mike's foot and eating off of the floor, searching for the pill.

The men burst out laughing, as Jane continued her desperate and humiliating search for the pill. She was so focused that she didn't hear all the horrible names and the degradation the men were spewing at her, or that they were recording everything on their phones.

Soon, Jane finished all the food that was on the ground, she had swallowed the pill without even realizing it. Then the realization hit her that she just accepted being their slave. She wanted to feel guilty, she wanted to feel disgusted, she wanted to hate them, but instead, she felt her cunt throbbing, she felt her abused nipples getting erect.

Jane then knew, whether she liked it or not, she had been broken by them. She slowly looked at Mike, who patted her head, like she was his pet before slapping her once again, hard enough that she fell to the floor. Then he spat on her face and proceeded to tie the leash to the leg of the couch. He removed her gloves and used them to tie her hands behind her back.

John and Charles, too, spat on Jane as they went to grab their respective underwear that they had discarded. Mike returned and crouched in front of her, using his underwear to wipe some of the cum off her body and from her battered holes.

"A bitch should learn her Masters' scents." With that, he started shoving his underwear in her mouth. Charles followed Mike's lead and began shoving his into her mouth, as well. After his two sons had gagged Jane with their underwear, John pushed some into her mouth then twisted his underwear's leg holes on her head to keep them in place.

Jane didn't protest, but just stared at them with a mix of fear and submission, breathing in the foul smell of cum and sweat.

Then they took a couple more pictures of her then left Jane alone.

It was a long and lonely night for Jane, and the strong vibe made her cum once more before its battery finally died. No one was there to hear her muffled screams as the orgasm tormented her.

After that, the tiredness finally caught up to her, and Jane fell asleep on the floor in her torn-up wedding dress, tied up like a bitch, cum still oozing from her holes.

To be continued...