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We all go upstairs, and I am tossed on the bed before all three of them pull my clothes off.

They pull me up to stand, and Huxley lifts my chin.

“I want to see you with them first,” he says gently.

“I need to see how much you can handle because I don’t want to hurt you.

I have a lot of anger pent up, and I don’t want to put that all on you. ”

“I want all of it, Hux,” I say. “I can handle it. You’ll see.”

“Go on then,” he smiles. “Kneel for your masters.”

A grin spreads across my face hearing him say that. “Yes, sir,” I reply happily and kiss him. I turn around and sink to my knees in front of Roman while Ben walks around to stand behind me.

“We are going to push you as far as we can this time, mi amor,” Roman says, gently lifting my chin.

“Because we are jumping to an extreme, we want you to communicate. We need to know if we have found a new limit. Although we will not stop, we will adjust. Just use the word “red,” and we will ask you specifically what is happening. The only way for us to be able to take full control and you not have a safe word is if we know exactly where your limits are. We are all learning.”

“Yes, sir,” I smile.

“I really hope you understand what you’ve consented to,” he says.

“If you’re too scared to dominate, we can certainly let me try being the dominant one,” I say simply.

“Watch your mouth, Zoriah,” he warns, grabbing me by the throat.

“Make me,” I say seriously. Roman growls and pulls his cock free.

I open my mouth and extend my tongue slightly to be a smart ass, and he immediately grabs the sides of my face and slams in to the back of my throat.

I gag around him as he starts to fuck my mouth hard and fast. Ben pulls my arms behind my back and ties them securely before doing the same with my hair.

“Suck me, whore. Can’t you do any better than that?” He taunts me. I choose to be a brat and stop sucking altogether. He immediately pulls out and grabs my face. I wince in pain as he leans down to get closer. “Be a good little bitch and suck. You get no mercy tonight, Zoriah.”

I know what I want to do, but I’m trying to judge if it’s a good idea.

How far is too far? Fuck it. He called me a bitch so I can do this.

“Fuck you,” I say, spitting in his face.

I grin as rage fills his eyes. When Huxley chuckles, I can’t help but giggle.

Roman shoves his cock down my throat again, but this time he thrusts harder than he has ever done before.

I would say I fucked up, but I fucking love this.

I want to see what else he does with his rage, so I close my mouth just enough that my teeth graze his cock.

I know I did not hurt him, but it sure does scare the fuck out of him.

Roman immediately pulls back and smacks my cheek.

It didn’t hurt, but it got my attention.

My skin stings, but my pussy aches. Fuck, that’s hotter than it should be.

I still trust him. I know this is restricted to just sexual things.

He isn’t really angry, so this isn’t violence. Ben and Huxley are silent, but I laugh.

“Surely you can do better than that, Mr. Tolson,” I say sweetly. “You hit like a bitch.”

“Touch my cock with your teeth one more time, whore. I’ll make you regret ever consenting,” he growls.

“Guess you should be careful where you stick your dick then,” I smile. “You don’t have much going for it. It would be a shame if one bite took it all.”

“Oh, fuck,” Ben cackles. Roman grits his teeth, stopping himself from reacting.

“Aww. Still gonna be a softie? What happened to pushing my limits?” I ask, mocking him.

“Hold. Stop,” Ben says. Roman nods but doesn’t move.

“Marigold,” Ben says, squatting down beside me.

“Yes?” I smile.

“He just smacked the piss out of you. You are on a quick path to getting more of that type of thing,” Ben warns. “I want to know your thoughts.”

“I’m okay with it,” I say.

“Just okay, or do you want more? Just tolerating it means your limit is much closer than you realize, and you are only forcing yourself to take it.”

“I like it,” I say. “I want more.”

“Okay,” he says. “Keep being a bratty little shit, and you might just get some more.”

“I can see it from him, but not you. You definitely don’t fit the part,” I laugh.

Ben frowns at me as he turns me to face Roman.

He pinches my nose closed and forces my jaw open.

The way he is holding me, he has his palm over my eyes, and I have no way to pull back.

Roman shoves his cock down my throat again, but now I can’t breathe.

He fucks my throat hard and fast while Ben holds me in place.

“Aww. Look at her struggle,” Roman mocks when I start to wiggle when I can’t breathe.

His body jerks back suddenly the moment my teeth touch him, and he smacks my cheek three times before wrapping his hands around my throat.

He pulls me up, but not enough for me to stand.

He is essentially strangling me, but I just smile at him.

“Are you going to stop being a fucking brat and take my cock like a good little whore?”

I give a small nod and pull at his hands to tell him I’m done being a brat.

He instantly releases me, and I fall down to my hands and knees, coughing and gasping for air.

Ben grabs me by the hair and pulls me up to my knees with my head tipped back dramatically.

I’m sure I look like a hot mess, but I am their hot mess.

I have saliva all down my chest and I am still panting when Ben shoves his fingers into my mouth and forces my jaw open wide.

“You think it’s cute to spit at people?” Roman asks, towering over me.

Ah, fuck… This asshole is about to spit in my mouth.

Why is that hot? The thought of anyone outside of these three amazing men doing it nauseates me.

Trying to convey that they are nowhere near my limit, I simply extend my tongue.

He has a devilish grin on his face as he gets a bit closer.

“My pretty little freak,” Roman says with admiration in his voice. When he spits in my mouth, I simply swallow. Ben chuckles and releases me. Roman pulls me up to stand before going to sit on the bed. “Come here, Little Freak.”

“Mmm. I like the nickname,” I say with a grin as I move closer to him.

“You, my love, are surprising,” he says as he pulls me into his lap.

I gasp when he pushes inside of me but fall into soft moans when Roman peppers my chest with kisses and gentle bites.

I open my eyes and see Huxley watching us.

He is the one I think will very much be able to break me, and I want him to.

Roman draws my nipple into his mouth and gently sucks but I yelp when he bites down.

He twists the other hard, and I try to pull back.

“Ow. Fuck,” I complain. “Christ, Rome.”

The pain is buzzing in my body as he starts biting and sucking my breasts, leaving teeth marks behind.

He aggressively twists my nipples again, and I moan.

With a deep chuckle, he lies back and pulls me with him.

They have me up on my knees with Roman’s cock still buried in my pussy.

I turn my head and whine when I see that Ben has a paddle.

“Relax,” Roman whispers in my ear. I whine again and bury my face in his neck.

“Her hands are in the way,” Ben says, gently running his hand across my ass. He pulls the ties on my wrists, and Roman grabs them. They are crossed over my back and pulled up higher to avoid my hands getting hit. Laying like this relaxes me as Roman has his arms around me.

“Don’t move, or he might accidentally get hit, okay?” Ben says.

“Mhmm,” I mutter.

I expect him to start soft and work me into it, but no. Ben rears back and slams the paddle across my ass so hard that I scream and try to pull my arms free. Ben keeps smacking the paddle across my ass, and I am eventually sobbing and shaking. “Fuuuuck, she’s like a goddamn vice,” Roman groans.

Hearing his pleasure helps me recognize my own.

Every hit makes me press my hips in to try and evade the paddle, only it’s tricking me into fucking myself.

Once I realize this, I move with intention.

He matches his hits with my movements to avoid hitting Roman.

With one last intense hit, Roman releases my arms and grabs a tight hold of my burning ass.

He lifts his hips and starts pounding into me from below, dragging an orgasm out of me so fast that I am shaking.

My muffled moans are nearly unhinged as he fucks me, but it’s Ben’s hand on my back that makes me freeze.

“Wait. Wait. Wait,” I yell. “Wait. No. Ben. No.”

“Too bad, Marigold. It just looks so tempting,” Ben says as he sinks into my ass with enough force to bring a pain-filled scream out of me. They both find a pace that starts to melt my brain when they fall into perfect rhythm with each other.

“Oh, fuck,” I moan. “Yes. Oh my God!”

Ben pulls me up, but it’s Huxley that grabs me by the throat. I am positioned so that Roman can keep fucking me as hard as he can while pinching and twisting my nipples. Ben is fucking my ass painfully hard. I can feel them deep in my belly.

“You are a beautiful fucking mess,” Huxley says, kissing me hard. “You like how they use you?”

“Yes,” I whimper. “Oh, I love it… So much.”

“You look so pretty when you can’t breathe,” he speaks softly, tightening his grip on my neck.

“Oh, God. I’m coming,” I moan.

“No,” he growls as he squeezes tighter. “Not for God. For us. Only for us.”

He loosens his grip, and the rush of oxygen makes my orgasm slowly shred though my body. My eyes roll back as Huxley kisses me again, swallowing my moans and screams. Roman and Ben fall soon after me and I am pulled away from them.