Mia stared at her reflection in the cracked mirror of her dimly lit dorm bathroom. The harsh fluorescent light cast deep shadows under her tired eyes, highlighting the faint purple marks on her neck that makeup could barely conceal during the day. It was 2 AM, and the apartment session had ended only an hour ago—another night of being passed between Alex, Jake, and Ryan like their personal toy. Her body still bore fresh bruises from the thin cane they had used when she stumbled over a single line in her revision, her pussy throbbed with the aftershocks of repeated edging, and the final shattering release they had granted only after she had recited an entire syllabus chapter on investigative journalism while riding Ryan’s cock reverse cowgirl, her voice breaking with every thrust.