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As she opened her eyes, the only wondered in her mind was the betrayal that had just occurred. She had never felt so used and discarded before. She lay on the bed, her body slick with sweat, tears streaming down her face.

It was supposed to have been a night of excitement and experimentation. She had at all times been adventurous in bed, and when the opportunity to join a billionaire’s ménage à trois presented itself, she jumped at the chance.

But as soon as she stepped into his luxurious penthouse, she knew something was off. The billionaire, a suave and handsome man, kept glancing at his friend, a ruggedly handsome man with piercing blue eyes and a chiseled body.

She had wondered it was just her paranoia until they both pounced on her at the same time, stripping her of her clothes and taking her into their arms.

She opened her legs to the billionaire, feeling his hardness enter her, while his friend cupped her breasts, kneading them roughly. She groaned and moaned, overcome with pleasure.

But it was short-lived. As soon as the billionaire had finished, he rolled off her and gestured toward his friend. She wondered they had finally been satisfied and was ready to curl up and cuddle with them.

But as his friend slid into her, she felt his roughness and the anger simmering in his eyes. He used her like a toy, not caring about her needs or pleasure.

When he was done, he too rolled off her and whispered something to the billionaire, who nodded in satisfaction.

She was left alone in the room, feeling used and discarded. The two men had betrayed her trust and used her ruthlessly.

But she wasn’t gonna give up. Instead, she plotted her revenge.

The next time the billionaire and his friend invited her to their penthouse, she agreed to come, but this time she had a plan. She dressed to kill, showing off her assets and accentuating her curves.

As soon as she stepped inside the penthouse, she took charge. She pushed the billionaire onto the couch and sucked his length, bringing him to the brink of ecstasy.

The friend watched her with a mixture of anger and desire, but she ignored him, focusing all her attention on the billionaire.

When he was gasping for breath, she turned her attention to the friend. But instead of giving him what he wanted, she teased him mercilessly, making him wait for his release.

Finally, when he was begging for it, she let him have his way with her. But this time, she controlled the pace, riding him hard and fast until he was moaning with pleasure.

She left them both panting and gasping, but this time it was on her terms. She had taken back control and reclaimed her power.

As she left the penthouse, she knew she had won. She had shown them that she was not someone to be used and discarded, but a woman who knew her own mind and body.

And even though she had been betrayed, she had come out stronger and more empowered than ever before.
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