Nayes: Bromance!?

Chapter One

Okay, so I don't know why I called the first thing a 'Prologue'. I don't even know what it is so any suggestions will be considered. That's it. Bye. Enjoy your smut filled chapter.

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I should have stayed on the couch, I thought as they advance towards me...

I know how brutal Nash can be sometimes, especially with a friend, but with Cameron? I'm not sure these walls are thick enough for that.

They finally get to me after what feels like an eternity, but what was really only thirty seconds. I couldn't help but think,what happens next?

They unchain me from the wall, grab my wrists and dragged me to another room across the hall with a single metal table in the middle of the room with cuffs on it. Before they strapped me onto it, Cameron started making out with me while Nash started removing my clothes.

Cameron paused only to slap my ass, Hard. I gasped as he did it and then the next words he said scared the living shit out of me. "Kiss back you damn idiot or you only get worse." He said in a rumble low voice. This is going to hurt in the morning, I know it. I also know that there are a line of people that will gladly come down and help them seduce me all night. I wasn't getting any sleep tonight, and I knew it. That was my punishment. Unbearable pain, and no sleep.

He started kissing me again. He licked my lip for access, but I quickly denied him. He smacked my ass even harder then the first time, if that's possible and I gasp another time while I pulled away. Though he quickly took the opportunity to plunge his tongue deeply into my throat. Making me gag. I tried to fight. This is the first time Nash has ever done this and it surprises me deeply.

Cameron wouldn't let me stop kissing him though as Nash quickly unclothed me, unclothed himself and took Cameron's deep throating job as Cameron disposed of his clothes. They shove me quite hard onto the table and strap my arms down as I let out a small whimper, followed by Cameron smacking by ass again. He raised the handles that were holding me down, so that I no longer had the support my back needed and Nash slid on top of me as Cameron slid underneathe.

First, he used his tongue to fuck me and he left for like five minutes, then without warning, stretching me or lube he entered inside of me all of the way in one shallow thrust. I screamed his name. Nash smirked at me, now on top as he leaned down and started kissing me, roughly.

He quickly kissed down my jaw line as I tried to fight against the bondage. This is practically rape. I smirked. My punishment couldn't get worse from here. I giggled silently and got ready for the unbearable moments sure to come. Then I screamed ten times into the air as loud as I could possibly muster, "rape!" I giggled. Pretty satisfied with my work. The neighbors across the street could have heard that.

I didn't have time to think as Nash got off of me and left the room as Cam still drove himself into me like a drill. Hurting like hell everytime. I found out Nash had a new idea in mind as he had gone upstairs and grabbed the rest of the guys. They stepped into the room and undressed, smirking at me or looking at with an evil grin every now and then.

What was Nash planning? I lost the thought as Cam jammed himself into me, once again. I screamed in agony. It truly was painful and it wasn't even to the worst part yet.

Nothing could have prepared me as I learned what Nash's plan was. It was the most pain I've ever been in. Hot damn. I prepared myself as I felt Nash lay down under me next to Cam. The pain as he thrust both dicks inside of me at the same time though was unbearable. I hissed, arched my back and screamed their names.

Next thing I know, Matt is 69-ing me as everyone else sends me through the agony of giving me double-fucking and love bites all over my body. This whole time though, I was struggling with the bondage on my wrists. I had successfully unbuckled it and no one noticed. This was my chance. In one swift motion I hopped up, grabbed my clothes and was running up the stairs when I heard feet after me. No way in hell was I going to make it to my bedroom with this pain. I hissed each step.

Cursing under my breathe. I painfully made it to my bedroom, closed and locked the door, grabbed my sweatpants, and took a shower. Which of course gave me time think.

I thought. Why? I didn't think Nash would go that far. Would they grab me in the morning and punish me more? Why do I always have to be sexually punished?

I put on my sweatpants and risked a glance under my door to see if there were any feet. Too my surprise there wasn't, but I didn't risk it. I turned my alarm clock off, and I got really tired. I tried falling asleep, but I couldn't because I was in too much pain. Damn.

I hate these boys sometimes. I don't actually care what they do to me sexually, which says a lot coming from me because I'm very insecure about my body. It's usually just the pain afterwards, but this was a whole new level that I wasn't ready for.

I was slowly drifting off to sleep when I did something. Something I would regret later. Something I hoped would not get an answer. I did it anyway, much to the warning feeling in my head.

I opened a group chat with all of the guys and sent a one worded text that I knew would hurt them. One they wouldn't exactly be able to answer, one I'm hoping didn't react badly to.

-Why?- H