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“My freaky little whore,” Roman praises as he drops down and sucks on my clit like he is trying to give me a stroke.

Just as he is about to pull an orgasm free, he bites down on my clit as he sucks.

My eyes roll back, and I arch deeply off the dirt.

One orgasm turns into another. And another.

And another. I am a sobbing mess by the time he stops.

I am so goddamn weak that when he pushes my knees to my chest and starts fucking me, all I can do is whimper and moan as he rails into me.

He is fucking me like he is trying to rearrange my belly, and I fucking love it.

I am dazed by the time he comes, and no one even has to hold me down because I simply can’t move. I whine when Lance moves between my thighs and leans into me with his hands to either side of my head. “My pretty little victim,” he coos. “Not going to fight me, little prey?”

“I’m so tired, dude,” I complain. Lance hooks my legs over his arms and plants his hands next to my shoulders, folding me in half for him. He slowly pushes the head of his cock into me, and I freeze. “Oh, dear God, you’re going to break me.”

“You’re lucky I don’t want to hurt you, pretty girl,” he says as he slowly pushes into me.

He is so goddamn big that it takes my breath away.

If he slammed into me, he could absolutely cause me damage.

Can a cock be too big? It should be illegal to have a dick this big.

Do they have dick reduction surgeries? He needs one.

“You’re too big,” I gasp. “Fuck, please go slow.”

“Not a chance, baby,” he grunts. “You feel too fucking good wrapped around my cock.”

Lance suddenly starts fucking me hard, deep, and fast. My screams are filled with equal amounts of pain and pleasure as he slams into me with no regard to my cervix.

I have never come so hard before that it hurt, but this does in the most amazing way.

Eventually my screams turn to whimpers and moans as I am far too weak to do much else.

Energy surges back into me when he wraps his hands around my throat and squeezes as he starts pounding into me, harder and harder.

I claw at his wrists and hands, trying to breathe, but he doesn’t relent.

As the world darkens, he lets out the most delicious moan.

The last thing I hear him say through his pleasured groans is, “Sleep, pretty girl. I told you I’d fuck you unconscious. ”

My body goes limp, and I slip into unconsciousness, but I come back soon after. I am minimally aware of what’s happening, but I know I am now wearing someone’s shirt as I am carried back to the house. I hear the voices of my dad and brother and weak giggles comes out of me.

“What in the fuck did you do to her?” Corbin laughs.

“Nothing she didn’t ask for,” Huxley laughs with him.

“Did one of you boys slap her?” Dad asks. “Her face is red.”

“I liked it. It’s okay,” I mumble, keeping my eyes closed. I feel a hand on my forehead, and I smile lazily when I open my eyes to see Corbin.

“You’re a freak,” he says sweetly.

“Kink is hereditary, asshat. Don’t act innocent, freaky boy,” I say.

“She’s got a point, dude,” Huxley says. “You bullwhip girls who are chained up.”

“See. Freaky boy,” I say.

“We are going to go take care of her. We will see y’all in the morning,” Roman laughs.

“Night, guys,” Dad says with an amused tone.

“Still with us, pretty girl?” Lance asks. I can hear the rumble of his voice in his chest, telling me as he is holding me.

“You have a giant dick,” I sigh.

“You are a silly girl,” he says, kissing me softly. “We are going to get you in the bath and then put lotion on you.”

“Mmmm. The big tub so y’all can be with me,” I say.

“But of course,” he says.

“Corbin came up and filled it for us earlier,” Huxley says.

“I should find it weird that my dad and brother are weirded out,” I say.

“They know and respect how you are choosing to cope,” Roman says. “This is no different. They might not cheer you on while getting violently fucked, but they’ll fill a bathtub to help us take care of you after.”

“You people hit me every time I begged… or tried to apologize,” I say. “Why?”

“Because we want you to fight, no matter who it is. If we get you comfortable fighting us, then you’re more likely to fight if…” Ben starts to say.

“If they get a hold of me again,” I finish.

“Yes,” Lance says. “Hopefully that doesn’t happen, but if it does, we want you as prepared as possible.”

“I want them to die,” I say quietly.

“Us too, baby,” Lance sighs.

When we get into the jacuzzi tub, Roman, Ben, Huxley, and Lance take to washing my body.

I am sore but they are gentle and sweet as they pamper me.

Once we are all clean, they work together to dry my body and lay me on the bed.

They start with having me lay on my back.

They all start rubbing lotion onto my skin from my neck to my breasts, belly, thighs, and down to my feet.

I am then gently rolled to my belly where they massage the lotion into me.

“Fuck, that’s so good. I love you guys,” I groan.

“We love you too, baby,” Roman says softly.

“Lance?”

“Yes?” he asks. I turn my head to look at him, and he smiles.

“I love you,” I say. “Maybe I’m insane… maybe it’s dick magic, but I love you. The way you are helping them take care of me only solidifies that.”

“I love you too, Zoriah,” he says sweetly before kissing me. “We can all be insane together.”

“The train fucking was great, but this aftercare ?” I say sleepily. “Fucking beautiful.”

“You are fucking beautiful,” Ben says, leaning down and kissing my cheek.

“Any feedback or concerns?” Roman asks.

“Uh. I really enjoy being slapped,” I laugh. “The violent orgasms were nice.”

“Anything you didn’t like?”

“Lance’s dick is far too large. He needs a reduction,” I say, and Lance laughs. “Do you get dizzy if you stand up too fast while you are hard?

“Wouldn’t you like to know,” he says with a chuckle.

“I’m so sleepy,” I yawn. “And sore. And happy. Fuck, I’m so happy right now.”

“Sleep, baby girl,” Roman says, kissing my back.

When he lies in the bed, I snuggle against his chest. Huxley is close behind me and both Ben and Lance are on the other side of them. I fall asleep surrounded by my men, the happiest I’ve ever been.