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    yton wasn’t idle either, tracing my rear entrance with his fingers, teasing and progressively inserting one, two, and then three fingers before cing himself at the entrance and thrusting in forcefully.


    “I hate you all…” I sobbed, my voice breaking under the weight of the emotion, each word torn from me as the tears flowed uncontrobly.


    Dominic, dissatisfied with my remarks, escted his onught inside me. yton, not to be outdone, joined in, both of them sandwiching my shivering, struggling body and pushing ferociously, turning my vulnerable apertures bright red.


    “Instead of harboring hate, you should embrace us with love,” Bryan whispered softly, pressing his lips to mine, silencing my shattered cries.


    Dominic hovered near my ear, his voiceced with allure. “Come on, Makenna, say it. Say you love us, vow you’ll never leave. Just say it.”


    I whimpered, the words caught in my throat, unwilling to speak.


    When they noticed my resistance, their attitudes darkened. They repeatedly struck my sensitive spots, causing my body to tremble uncontrobly and my legs to weaken. Their fluidsbined with mine, leaving a trail of mayhem. Their thrusts interrupted my shouts, and I soon ran out of strength to struggle.


    Dominic and yton grabbed my waist and thrust violently, releasing their seed inside me. I thought it was over when they were done, but I was too naive to realize it wasn’t. Unsatisfied, they carried me out of the dining room.


    In the vi’s living room, they took turns with me until I was ovee and passed out from the overwhelming mix of want and loathing.


    That night was wild. The three princes repeatedly asked me if I loved them. The questions and the tumultuous ordeal only stopped when I passed out. When I finally regained consciousness, daylight had already filled the room.


    A re of sunlight hit me squarely in the face immediately when I opened my eyes. I looked around and found I was tightly wedged between the three of them. My whole body ached as though I had been run over by a bus. Anger immediately bubbled up within me, and I clenched my fist as the thought of striking them ran through my mind. However, the thought of them waking up and clinging to me made me swallow my frustration.


    In order not to wake them, I carefully climbed out of bed, got dressed, and fled the room, heading downstairs. When I got to the dining room, I found the servants busy preparing breakfast. Upon noticing my presence, they all stopped and respectfully greeted me.


    “Good morning, Miss Dunn. Breakfast is ready.”


    One of the maids led me to the table and asked me to sit. “Please wait here, Miss Dunn.”


    I sat down and nced around the dining room, which had been a mess the previous night. Embarrassment and frustration washed over me once again. Jerks! Creeps! I cursed them inwardly.


    The servants at that moment began bringing out tes of exquisite breakfast dishes. Distracted by the appearance of this much food, I picked up the provided cutlery and began to eat. As I ate, I pondered how I might procure information about the outside world while trapped in this vi.


    After a moment’s thought, I turned to a maid and casually asked, “Has anything interesting happened in the pce ofte?”


    “Nothing special, Miss Dunn,” the maid replied, shaking her head.


    ubbornly, I pressed on, “I heard an important military base was attacked. Were the culprits apprehended?”


    The maid hesitated, as though unsure of whether to answer truthfully. Just then, footsteps could be hearding from behind me, and the maid hurriedly said, “I don’t know anything, Miss Dunn.” She then turned away and scurried out of the dining room.


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