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Previously in Ria's Story... Ria was the sweet, innocent schoolgirl—quiet, reserved, always playing by the rules. And she was madly in love with Dylan, the sexy, arrogant playboy who made her feel special. But everything shattered the day she caught him at the metro station, tongue-deep into another girl's mouth, fondling her like Ria never even existed.

Heartbroken, humiliated, and desperate to feel something, Ria got into a cab with a strange man—a gruff, older taxi driver named Siddick. He didn't speak much at first... but once they were alone in his bungalow, everything changed.

That day, Ria was turned out—completely. Siddick claimed her virgin pussy, ramming his thick cock inside her tight, untouched hole while she moaned and cried in a filthy cocktail of pain and twisted pleasure. He didn't stop there. Another man joined in, and they used her like a cheap little street whore, stuffing her mouth, her ass, and her pussy like she was a toy made for cocks. Her body was broken, stretched wide open by two older men who didn't give a damn about her innocence. They choked her, pounded her, made her squirt, made her cum like the filthy little slut she never knew she was.

And the most fucked-up part?

She loved it.

By the time they were done with her, Ria wasn't the same girl anymore. Her pussy was sore, her asshole ruined, her throat raw—and her mind? Forever corrupted. Now, every time she closes her eyes, all she sees are cocks. All she feels is the ache between her legs.

This second part begins the very next morning... Ria wakes up drenched in guilt, sore as hell, and filthy with desire. She can't stop thinking about what they did to her. And the worst part?

She wants more.

Chapter 1 - Waking Up as a Used Whore The room was still cloaked in darkness when Ria stirred, her body heavy, aching, completely spent. A deep soreness settled between her thighs, radiating through her stomach and down her legs, every muscle screaming from the brutal fucking she had taken the night before. She barely moved, yet a sharp jolt of pain shot through her, reminding her of every filthy thing she had allowed to happen to her body. Her pussy was raw, her asshole stretched beyond what she thought possible, her throat dry and sore from choking on thick, brutal cocks.

The scent of her familiar bedroom should have been comforting, but it wasn't. No matter how clean the sheets beneath her were, no matter how much softer they felt compared to where she had been the day before, her body still carried the filth of what had been done to her. The musky, sweaty stench of sex clung to her skin, an invisible stain she couldn't wash away. She shifted slightly, and the dull ache between her legs was an immediate reminder—her pussy, her ass, her throat, all used, stretched, and filled by the men who had claimed her in that villa in Flic en Flac. Her body still bore the proof of her depravity, the soreness an undeniable mark of what she had become.

Her breath hitched as her fingers brushed over her inner thigh, the memories came rushing back in waves, crashing over her, drowning her. Siddick's rough hands pinning her down, his cock stretching her open, making her scream as he forced himself inside her. The other man's cruel laughter as he bent her over and claimed her tight, virgin asshole, fucking her raw, stretching her until she had no choice but to take it. Their grunts, their filthy words, their hands gripping her, using her like she was nothing more than a fucktoy for their pleasure.

A whimper escaped her lips.

She should be disgusted. She should feel ashamed. But as she squeezed her thighs together, she realized something far worse—her body craved it again.

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