Katie had run out of tears.  Instead,  she closed her eyes tight as Jeb came inside her, the rush of hot semen coating her insides.  She bit the covers, clenching them with her teeth and tearing at them with her fingers in her silent rage.  When Jeb had finished, Oli started where he left off.  By now, Katie felt like nothing more than a useless rag-doll.  His fingers squeezed at her breasts and she'd wince in pain, but she hadn't the energy nor the means to fight back.<br/><br/><em>A shower would be good, wash this filth off me...</em><br/><br/>Katie snapped back to reality for a moment to hear Jeb's quip about the shower.  Though a part of her feared that it was not for the usual means one takes a shower.