Susan's face burned with shame and arousal. She could feel the stares, hear the murmurs of conversation as the guests discussed her like a piece of property. The second man was rougher, his hands leaving marks on her skin as he used her. He slapped her ass, hard enough to leave a red handprint, and she gasped at the sudden sting. He leaned over her, grabbing a fistful of her hair and pulling her head back as he fucked her harder.
"Look at this slut," he muttered, loud enough for others to hear. "She loves being used like this."
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