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CHAPTER 85: THEY BRED ME ALL WEEKEND AND RUINED ME FOREVER
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MAKE ME SCREAM, DADDY CHAPTER 85: THEY BRED ME ALL WEEKEND AND RUINED ME FOREVER
I wake between them. Still naked. Still collared. My pussy and ass aching with a deep, delicious soreness that makes me smile into Vale’s chest.They don’t let me stay comfortable.The shower is four hands on me, soaping every inch, fingers sliding into my cum-filled holes, cleaning me only to push more fingers inside and make me moan against the tile.“Ahh, please, it’s so sensitive, oh god—”“Sensitive is good,” Kane murmurs against my wet shoulder, two fingers pumping my pussy while Vale’s hand cups my breast, rolling my nipple. “Sensitive means you’ll feel everything we do today.”They take me to the private deck. Bend me over the wide wooden railing, tying my wrists to the posts so I’m spread and presented, tits hanging, ass and pussy exposed to the empty lake. The cool morning air tightens my nipples to painful points and I gasp.“Morning breeding time, pet,” Kane says behind me. Casually. Like he’s announcing coffee.He pushes into my pussy. Slow. Deep. Stretching me open aroun
MAKE ME SCREAM, DADDY CHAPTER 84: THEY TIED ME DOWN AND BROKE ME OPEN
“Then come for your owners, pet. Soak us.”The orgasm rips through me.My back arches completely off the rug, a raw scream tearing from my throat — “FUCK YES OH GOD YES”, and my pussy gushes, squirting over Vale’s face, his chest, the rug. My walls convulse around his fingers in violent, rhythmic contractions and my whole body shakes. The ropes burn my wrists and the collar digs into my throat and I’m sobbing through it — not from pain, from the sheer, overwhelming relief of finally, finally being allowed to come.They don’t let me recover.Kane is between my legs before the aftershocks fade. One brutal thrust. Buried to the hilt. The stretch is blinding, his cock splitting me open, thick and veined, the head slamming against my cervix.“AHHH!” I scream. The fullness after squirting, my walls swollen, oversensitive, makes the stretch almost unbearable. Almost. He fucks me hard, immediately, hips snapping into me with wet, slapping impacts.“Oh god, oh fuck, you’re so deep, please, har
MAKE ME SCREAM, DADDY Chapter 83: THEY TIED ME DOWN AND BROKE ME OPEN
They carry me to the rug in front of the fire and lay me on my back and I’m already begging.“Please, please—”“Shh.” Vale ties my wrists with soft black rope, securing them above my head to the heavy coffee table leg. Kane spreads my ankles wide— tying each to opposite chair legs, and the position opens me completely. Pussy exposed. Clit swollen and visible. Wetness dripping down to my ass. The collar tugs gently with every breath.Firelight dances on my skin. I’m trembling. Every nerve ending is raw from the edging in the car, on the floor, I’ve been on the brink for over an hour and my body is vibrating with need.Vale kneels between my spread thighs. His breath ghosts over my soaked folds and I whimper, high, desperate.“Please, I need your mouth, please, sir—”His tongue touches me.The sound that comes out of me is something I’ve never heard, a broken, sobbing moan that fills the cabin. He licks me in one long, slow stroke, entrance to clit, his tongue flat and hot and thorough—
MAKE ME SCREAM, DADDY CHAPTER 82: THEY MADE ME SIGN AND THEN THEY MADE ME DRIP
“I expected nothing less.” Vale’s voice behind me. Close. His hand settles on my lower back, guiding me toward the door. “Into the car, pet.”The drive is torture.I sit in the back seat with my legs spread, on command, bare ass against cool leather, and Vale reaches back from the passenger seat. His long fingers find me immediately. No preamble. Two digits sliding through my soaked folds, parting me, pushing inside with a slow, curling thrust that makes my head fall back against the headrest.“Oh god, oh—” My hips lift, chasing his hand. His fingers curl against my g-spot, press, release, press, and the wet sound of my pussy swallowing him fills the quiet car.“Deeper, sir, please—”He pumps slowly. Deep, lazy strokes, his fingertips dragging against that spongy spot on every outstroke. My walls flutter around him. I can feel the orgasm building, a warm, heavy pressure in my core, and my breathing goes ragged.He stops.Just, stops. Pulls his fingers out. Leaves me clenching around n
MAKE ME SCREAM, DADDY CHAPTER 81: THEY MADE ME SIGN AND THEN THEY MADE ME DRIP
The envelope has been burning a hole in my desk drawer for an hour.I couldn’t open it during the meeting, not with Alexander Vale sitting at the head of the table in his charcoal suit, ice-blue eyes scanning the room like a predator surveying a field, his voice low and precise and doing things to the space between my legs that a quarterly earnings report should never do. Not with Damien Kane leaning back in the chair beside him, thick forearms crossed, that half-smirk on his lips every time his dark eyes landed on me across the table.My bosses. Both of them. Looking at me like I was already theirs.The office empties at six. I wait until the last pair of heels clicks into the elevator, then I pull the envelope from my drawer. Black. Sleek. My name in silver script: For the eyes of Elara only.I slice it open and my breath stops.Personal Services & Retention Agreement.I read it once. My pulse climbs. I read it again. My thighs press together.In consideration of a 300% salary incre
MAKE ME SCREAM, DADDY CHAPTER 80: THE COLLAR, THE REVEAL, AND THE IDIOT I LOVE
Morning light spills across the destroyed bed.He unties my ankles first. My legs are boneless, they fall open and stay, too spent to close. His cum leaks out of me in a steady stream as he works the rope from my wrists, and the tenderness of his hands— gentle now, tracing the red marks, pressing soft kisses to the raw skin — is so different from the man who just ruined me that my chest aches.He carries me to the shower. Holds me under the hot spray while his hands wash every inch of me, soap sliding over the bruises on my hips, the bite marks on my shoulders, between my legs where I’m swollen and sensitive and still leaking him. His fingers clean me carefully, gently, and I lean into his chest and close my eyes and feel something dangerous and enormous settle in my ribcage.He dries me. Carries me back to the bed. Sits me on the edge.Then he reaches into the duffel and pulls out the collar.Black leather. Soft inside. Heavy silver O-ring. A small engraved plate on the front that ca
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