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“I have waited for this moment for four goddamn weeks,” Huxley says, grabbing me by the throat and pulling me close to him.

“I kept telling myself that I just had to be patient, and I could fuck you the way I wish I could have. I wanted to take care of you… Worship you… But now all I want to do is hurt you. Am I so fucking broken that even holding the love of my life, I am still so fucking mad? How can I love you but want to cause you pain all at the same time? Why is anyone letting me near you right now?”

“Because we trust that you won’t hurt me,” I say softly, remembering that he is likely triggered and spiraling.

“I know the darkness is rooted in your mind, Huxley. I know every demon that haunts you because the same people who put them in you did the same to me. I can handle you, Huxley. I know your heart, and I know you care about me. Cope however you want, and I will happily take it all on.”

“The second you fight me, and I don’t stop, it will destroy me,” he says softer.

“Well, just keep in mind that I love the fight. I want to be overpowered. I want you to make me beg for mercy, but I don’t want any.

That paddle is fucking evil, but it’s the best thing I have ever felt.

No matter how much pain they give me, behind it is a clear understanding that you all will never threaten my life or push the pain beyond pleasure.

If something happens and you lose control, they are here.

We are all here, Huxley. You do what you want, and we will help. ”

“I want… Fuck, I feel insane,” he sighs and drops his hand.

“No. Stop it and tell me,” I scold.

“I want to do to you what was done to me,” he says reluctantly. “I want to know that it can be done and someone actually enjoys it. I need to see that I am not them.”

“Then go pick a toy to torture me with and then fuck my ass like you wish someone would do to them,” I say bluntly.

“Ooooo,” Ben says as he spins and goes to the closet.

When he returns, he hands Huxley a toy. It’s a massive vibrator that is curved slightly at the end and has a suction attachment on it for the clit.

“It can stay in place and thrust. The entire thing vibrates, and the attachment sucks her clit. Put it in her and lay her face down with pillows under her hips. Make sure her arms are tied in front of her, and then take her ass.”

“She is going to come herself into a coma,” I say, making Roman laugh. “That bitch stimulates everything.”

“Are you sure?” Huxley asks me. Before I can answer, Ben shoves me on the bed. I squeal and try to roll away, but he grabs my ankle and pulls me back.

“Better idea,” Roman says. “Tie her wrists to the headboard.”

“Oh, you fucking asshole,” I grumble, knowing he is intentionally trying to get me triggered too.

Ben and Roman work in unison to tie my wrists together and to the headboard.

Next, they place pillows under my hips to raise my ass before pushing the toy into place.

They notice immediately that I can let the toy fall out if I spread my legs, so they tightly wrap a belt around my thighs before restraining my ankles together and to the footboard.

I am completely restrained and on the verge of panic.

“Here’s the remote to the toy,” Roman says. “If I have it, I’ll turn it all of the way up.”

“That will do nicely,” Huxley says. “What about noise? I’d rather Jim and Corbin not walk in on this.”

“This should work,” Roman says. I groan when I hear him pull tape off a roll. He grabs me by the hair and pulls my head back to slap it over my mouth. Ben places something with a button in my hand.

“It’s a simple clicker. She can use this if she is reaching her absolute limit. We will give you a chance to back off, but if she keeps signaling, we will stop you. Okay?” Ben says.

“I want this so badly,” Huxley says as he gently runs his hand up and down my back. A sudden moan pours out of me, and I arch into the bed when the toy inside of me is turned on its highest setting. It’s thrusting, vibrating, and sucking the soul from my body.

“Then take what you want,” Roman says simply. “If she trusts you, then so do we. It is not easy to earn her trust.”

I hear Roman and Ben walk away, so I assume Huxley acknowledged him.

I am whimpering and moaning as the toy wrecks me.

It is pushing in deep, and the suction is powerful.

I feel the cold lube dripping onto my ass, but it’s hard to focus.

I can feel the heat of his body, but it’s when he grabs my hips that I know he is about to fuck me up.

Just as an orgasm starts to crest, he times it perfectly and slams into my ass.

He places his hands on either side of my body so he can lean in and move faster.

The way he is taking my ass is painful, but the toy is keeping it from overwhelming me.

I am still screaming as he fucks me, keeping my face buried in the bed.

Huxley is putting every ounce of his anger into me, and as much as it hurts physically, it is fucking amazing.

The combination of everything is exhilarating and freeing.

I don’t fight because I don’t want to scare him.

Now is not the time for that, and he can meet the bratty side of me later.

My orgasms start to become painful after a while, and my tears are real.

I am gripping onto that button, ready to push it.

I want him to finish. I don’t want to deny him that.

He must notice because the restraints come off my wrists and ankles the second my thumb touches the button.

I sit up, and he takes the toy out of me.

I relax significantly and push my hips back into him when his movements become less violent.

He is still fucking me hard, but after touching my limit and nearly being fucked off the edge, having control again makes pleasure come rushing back in.

Huxley wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me up so he can take the tape off my mouth.

Ben steps up and pulls the belt off so that I can get more comfortable sitting up.

My back is arched dramatically, and he keeps a tight grip as he continues to thrust deep.

“You are so fucking amazing,” he mutters through a groan, but it grows feral as our bodies continue to collide.

“Come for me,” I urge when his movements falter and my own is starting to crest. “Oh, Hux. Please… Oh, fuck. I’m coming. Please. Harder.”

Huxley shoves me forward, so I am on my knees and elbows. We immediately fall into perfect rhythm, and our bodies collide so violently that my orgasm immediately rips through me, soaking the bed with my arousal. Huxley groans through his release, but we end up on the bed panting.

“Fuck, I’m tired,” I groan.

“Are you okay?” Huxley asks as he rolls me to face him.

“I am. I nearly pressed it, but I’m okay,” I say.

“Baby, you did press it. Like ten times,” he says.

“What?” I ask. “I didn’t realize. I thought you reacted before I did.”

“I reacted quickly, but you kept pressing it until the restraints were off,” he explains.

“Oh… Well, thanks for reacting,” I laugh. “That was nice. Maybe come a bit faster next time, though.”

“Are you sure that you’re okay?” he asks.

“Yeah. I just want to sleep now. It’s been a long day,” I yawn.

“Well, let’s get you cleaned up, and we can all sleep,” Roman says.

“I love you guys,” I sigh. “And Huxley?”

“Yes?”

“Thank you for coming back to me,” I say. “I know you had to do awful things to survive, and I am so sorry you had to endure that. We will find a way to heal together. Okay?”

“Okay,” he smiles and gently kisses me. “We love you too, Riah.”