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Author: Abbywritess
last update publish date: 2026-09-14 22:38:16

“Liesel! Liesel!” Her assistant called, the sound of her voice so loud that Liesel had to shoot her a glare to keep her from screaming anymore. “You’re not going to believe the mail I just got.” Claire said, looking at Liesel.

Liesel’s mouth opened, but before she could get any words out, the baby she was crying bursted out crying, the sound of the wails so loud that it echoed through the large building.

“Oh No.” Liesel groaned as she walked around, rocking the baby. “I just got him to sleep.
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  • Yes, Daddies: Submitting to the four brothers.   93.

    RILEY. Fuck. Me. I am standing naked in front of a stranger that may as well be the devil himself, and my cunt hasn’t stopped spurting juice since the second he looked at me. And I know that I am really fucked, like, messed up in the fucking head fucked, when the first thing I did the moment I opened the door was look at his pants. It’s almost as though there is this part of me… this depraved, animalistic part of me that comes out whenever he’s around because tell me why my mind won’t stop conjuring images of his cock. I want to know if he has grown bigger than when I took him in my mouth yesterday. Is that how that happens? Is that how big dicks grow or are my brains so fried that I can’t think of anything else but this stranger’s big dick pounding the life out of me? My body burns, and I don’t need to look up at him to know that his eyes are practically burning a hole in my body…. I can feel his eyes on me, his gaze so intense that it makes me want to hide in my own skin just

  • Yes, Daddies: Submitting to the four brothers.   92.

    RILEY. My muscles pull taut, and I pause for a moment, giving my body enough time before I pull the dildo out and slam it back into my slutty cunt. My hips rise to meet every thrust, and my other hand slides up under my blouse, shoves my bra aside, and twists my nipple hard enough to hurt. The dual sensation is fucking electric. I can almost feel his weight on top of me, almost hear that low voice telling me to take it. I fuck myself harder, chasing the edge like a woman possessed. The chair creaks, and my cunt makes lewd, sucking noises as pussy juice runs down over my ass and onto the seat. I am panting, moaning, chasing it, and when the orgasm finally rips through me it is so violent my vision blacks out for a second. “FUCKING GODDDD!” I scream—raw, open-mouthed, shameless—as my pussy clamps down on the toy and squirts in hard pulses that soak my hand, the chair, the floor. The scream is still echoing when a sharp knock sounds at the door, but I am too wrecked to stand. My le

  • Yes, Daddies: Submitting to the four brothers.   91.

    RILEY. I’m going crazy, batshit losing my mind, but that’s not even the worst part. The worst part is that my pussy is soaked and throbbing like a desperate little animal while my mind unravels. My nipples are so hard that I may as well have been naked underneath because despite the fact that I’m wearing a bra, I can still see the tight little nub pushing against my top. Now, putting my stupid, slutty mind aside, the contract is spread open on my desk under the harsh office light. I have read every single clause twice, and my hands are still shaking. EXCLUSIVE OWNERSHIP CONTRACT. One full year. Non-negotiable. No early termination. No buy-out clause. There is absolutely no safe word that ends the arrangement—only a temporary pause if I am physically incapable of continuing, and even then he decides when I am capable again. Daily rules delivered at his discretion, never written in advance. He may use any hole he wants, any time, any place, with or without warning. Public use is p

  • Yes, Daddies: Submitting to the four brothers.   HELP.

    MARIAN.Malcolm shoves the girl off him so hard she hits the floor with a startled cry, and rage pours off him in waves so strong I can feel it—face flushed, cock still half-hard and glistening, eyes locked on me like I’ve committed the ultimate crime.He lunges at me, and I know for sure that if I don’t do anything, he’s going to hit me. And judging from how much my husband despises me, he’s not going to hold back his strength.Malcolm is going to hit me hard enough to pass out, or hard enough that I’d have to rely on heavy makeup to cover up the bruise. Either one of the two are options that I do not want at all.I have allowed myself to be a doormat, I have given him the avenue to talk down on me as much as he wants just because I don’t want to ruin my chances of getting back everything I have and leaving him for dirt.But the one thing I am not going to allow him to get away with is hitting me. Ten years ago, I took a handful of self-defense classes before the wedding, half-joking

  • Yes, Daddies: Submitting to the four brothers.   90.

    “Liesel! Liesel!” Her assistant called, the sound of her voice so loud that Liesel had to shoot her a glare to keep her from screaming anymore. “You’re not going to believe the mail I just got.” Claire said, looking at Liesel. Liesel’s mouth opened, but before she could get any words out, the baby she was crying bursted out crying, the sound of the wails so loud that it echoed through the large building. “Oh No.” Liesel groaned as she walked around, rocking the baby. “I just got him to sleep.” She added, shooting Claire a stern look, and Claire doesn’t need a soothsayer to tell her why. The house had been peacefully quiet until she came racing into the living room because she wanted to tell Liesel about the mail her team got. “Sorry.” She muttered, her regret evident in her voice and on her face, but Liesel only brushed her off as she kept pacing the large living room. The last thing she wanted was to wake Selena, she knew how hard Selena had been working, and that was one of the

  • Yes, Daddies: Submitting to the four brothers.   DISGUST. IRRITATION.

    MARIAN.I’m not going to lie to myself, I feel bummed that they’re cutting the vacation short. I mean, it’s the only time in years that I didn’t have to worry about anything bothering me in my personal life.It’s the first time that I’ve let loose, relaxed, and enjoyed myself. And there is a part of me that wishes it will never come to an end, but I also know that wishes like that don’t ever come true.The island still sits in the back of my mind like a bright, unfinished dream—warm sand, easy laughter, the way the four of them looked at me like I was something worth protecting instead of something to tolerate.Shaking my head as if the thoughts will fall right out of it if I shake hard enough, I console myself with the simple truth that they wouldn’t have pulled the plug unless it mattered.So instead of acting like a baby because my vacation got cut, I can be a fucking adult. I can bear with them instead of being selfish.They must have their own reasons, and judging from the way th

  • Yes, Daddies: Submitting to the four brothers.   3.

    MARIAN. The VIP section is quiet as I feel all four brother’s eyes on me. My body burns, and my grip around my clutch tightens so hard that my knuckles turn white, it’s almost as if it’s the only thing I’m looking to as an anchor. A low guttural laugh emanates from Zayden as he stands to his feet

  • Yes, Daddies: Submitting to the four brothers.   2.

    MARIAN.For the umpteenth time, I toss the dress I am holding aside. It’s red, and it would have been perfect for a club outfit, but it’s too long, it’s the kind of dress worn to corporate events, and I’m not going to any corporate event.I want heads to turn the moment I walk in, I want the room t

  • Yes, Daddies: Submitting to the four brothers.   1.

    MARIAN.“Let’s get a divorce, Marian.”My eyes widen, but not because of the statement, but because of how much thought he has put into getting a divorce.Well, at least that proves he’ll put effort into something if it means getting away from me—the woman who stuck with him for ten years, and hand

  • Yes, Daddies: Submitting to the four brothers.   5.

    MARIAN.His eyes stay on me, and it feels as though I’m in a staring contest with him, a contest I know all too well that I’m going to lose, and true to that, I did not just blink, but I also looked away.When he looks at me like that, I think in directions I shouldn’t. I start imagining things I k

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