The house had been unnervingly quiet during the day. Y/N spent the hours curled in a ball, the soreness in her chest and between her thighs a constant, throbbing reminder of the previous night. The maids had left meals by the door, and Y/N had eaten in a daze, hoping that JK’s business trip to another city meant a reprieve.

But as night fell, the silence was broken by the sound of a phone call in the hallway.

"Yeah, she's just sitting in there," Jimin’s voice drifted through the door, sounding amused. "Can I have a turn? I want to see if she's still as tight as yesterday."

A loud, guttural laugh erupted from the phone. JK’s voice was clear and cold. "Go for it, Jimin. Enjoy yourself. Don’t let that pussy rest just because I'm not there to watch. Break her in for me."

"Copy that," Jimin smirked.

He didn't go into the room alone. A few minutes later, the door swung open, and Jimin stepped in followed by a tall, broad-shouldered man with a predatory gaze.

"Y/N, meet my cousin, Minho," Jimin announced, his voice dripping with malice. "He's been dying to see what JK's 'toy' looks like."

Y/N scrambled back against the headboard, clutching her nightgown. "No... please... Jimin, please don't. I can't... I'm still hurting!"

"You'll get over it," Jimin sneered.

"Please," Y/N sobbed, "just... don't tear my clothes. Please leave me some dignity."

Jimin laughed and reached forward, gripping the collar of the nightgown. With one violent jerk, the fabric shrieked.

"*Rip!*"

The gown was torn open, exposing

Y/N's bare skin. Minho let out a low whistle, his eyes scanning Y/N's body. "Damn, Jimin. You weren't lying. Look at those tits. They're huge—all swollen from you two sucking on them, huh?"

"They're like ripe fruit," Jimin agreed, shoving Y/N flat onto the mattress.

Minho didn't waste time. He stripped off his trousers, his thick, rigid cock springing free. "I want the ass first," he grunted.

He grabbed Y/N's hips, flipping her over with a rough shove. Y/N wailed, her face pressed into the sheets. Minho didn't use any lubricant, driving himself into Y/N's anus  with a brutal, bone-jarring thrust.

"*Squelch!*"

"AAAAAH! STOP! IT HURTS!" Y/N screamed, her voice raw.

"Shut up!" Minho growled, his pelvis slapping against Y/N's rear with a loud, rhythmic sound. "*Slap, slap, slap!*" "God, this ass is massive. No wonder JK keeps you locked up."

Jimin watched from the side, his hand reaching down to pinch and twist

Y/N's swollen nipples. "Look at her boobs shake," Jimin mocked. "Such a pathetic little slut."

After a while, Minho pulled out with a wet pop and sat back. He grabbed Y/N by the hair, pulling her head back. "My turn to be served properly.Get on it."

Jimin pushed Y/N's face toward Minho's cock. "Do it, or I'll make the rest of the night even worse."

Y/N sobbed, but the fear won. They opened her mouth, and Minho shoved himself deep into their throat.

"*Gag! Gulp!*"

"Suck it harder!" Minho commanded, his hand gripping the back of Y/N's head and forcing her deeper. "*Slurp, glug, glug.*"

The night became a blurred cycle of agony. Jimin and Minho took turns, their vulgar comments filling the room as they treated Y/N's body like a piece of meat. Whether it was the rough thrusting into her pussy or the punishing strikes to her ass, the pain was relentless.

"You're just a hole for us," Jimin whispered, his voice cold as he hammered into her for the final time. "*Schlick, squish, schlick.*"

Y/N lay there, broken and weeping, while the two men laughed and shared the spoils of their cruelty.