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“Didn’t you?!” He yells back as the belt slaps across my back.

“Yes! Goddamn it, yes!”

My entire body is trembling, and I’m just now realizing that there is a wand massager pressing against my clit. The moment I realize that it’s there, a violent orgasm rips through me and doesn’t let up. Every time the belt cracks across my back, I scream. I’m still not in pain, but it’s reflex.

“You fucking piece of shit!” I scream. Where the fuck is this coming from? I know I’m safe. I know I’m not in pain. If anything, this all feels amazing. Why am I being so mean?

“Good girl, Cass,” Oscar grunts.

I am screaming and cussing, calling them every awful name that dumps into my brain.

I keep screaming that I hate them, but I don’t.

I don’t know why I’m saying all of this, but it feels good to say it.

When Oscar comes, his moan snaps me out of whatever fog I was in, and I start sobbing my apology.

They clean me before fixing the table and taking the restraints off.

Oscar is the one to scoop me up and take me to the couch in the corner.

“I’m sorry,” I cry. “I didn’t mean…”

“Shhh. Look at me,” Oscar says softly as he lifts my chin as he cradles me in his lap. “You weren’t talking to us, baby. You were talking to Troy. All of what we did was to give you a space to finally get all of that emotion out.”

“Oh,” I sniff.

“You did so well, but we aren’t done yet. You ready?” he asks.

“For what?”

“For Jasper,” he says with a grin before sitting me up.

“He’s going to hurt me,” I frown.

“Probably. I won’t lie,” he laughs. “You’ve got this.”

“Ugh!”

I move to the couch and Oscar gets up as I glare at Jasper. “Come here, pretty girl. Sit with me,” Jasper says softly. I sigh and move to straddle his lap. He stops me before I lower myself, and pulls his cock free. He grabs hold of my hips and slowly pushes me down on him.

“Oh, dear sweet Jesus,” I groan and try to pull away. This man is more than big. He’s probably the biggest I’ve ever seen, let alone sat on. He is stretching me ungodly wide, and I am scared to know how long it is.

“Relax, Cassidy,” Jasper says, keeping hold of my hips so I can’t move away.

“I can’t,” I whine. “What the fuck do you feed that thing?!”

“Little brats who push my buttons,” he growls as he forces me to take a bit more of him. I gasp and smack his arms as I continue to try and pull away.

“Jasper!” I whine. “I can’t.”

“You can, and you will.”

“You won’t fit, python dick. I’m breakable!” I complain.

“I’ll make it fit. Either relax or be in pain. Either way, you are taking me,” he says with firmness in his voice.

“Fuck!” I complain loudly, but eventually sigh heavily and try to focus. I drop my head to his shoulder, and he wraps his arms around my body to hug me. I loop my arms around his neck and relax against him.

I move up a bit before slowly bringing myself down. My breath catches in my throat, and I whimper as he fills me. “Breathe, Cass. You’re doing good,” he praises softly in my ear. “Look at you, baby. You’re doing it. Just a bit more.”

“Fuck, how long?” I ask, panting.

“Eight. You’re halfway there. Go slow,” he says.

“Just… make me. Slow is…” I don’t even get the sentence out of my mouth before he grabs my hips and slams me down on him. “Fuck! Oh my God! Why are you so goddamn big?! No wonder you have two wives. They have to take turns getting ripped the fuck open.”

“You are dramatic,” he laughs. I tighten my pussy around him, and his head drops back as he groans deeply. “Fucking brat. If you aren’t capable, just say that.”

“What?!”

“If you aren’t capable of taking me, just say that you can’t handle me,” he says. I open my eyes and look at him. He has a smirk on his face. The fucker is challenging me.

“Asshole,” I groan as I rock my hips.

“I can definitely take your ass next, but I don’t think you want me to.”

“No! Fuck you. Fuck no. Stay away from my ass, python dick.”

“How can I help, Cass?” Jasper asks seriously.

“I don’t want to learn this because I simply won’t,” I explain.

“Meaning?”

“Meaning, hold me down and fuck me as hard as you can. I gave up my safe word for a reason. Give me a reason to want to use it,” I say.

His chuckle is dark as he stands up with me still on his cock before laying me back on the ottoman in front of us.

He pulls all of the way out and drips lube on me and himself.

When he hooks my legs over his arms and folds me in half, the gravity of the situation is sinking in.

I am shaking with anticipation when he leans in and rubs his cock across my clit. “Oh, fuck. That feels great.”

Without uttering a single fucking word, this man slams into me, forcing me to take every single inch of his massive cock. The scream that comes out of me is both of pain and pleasure. He then pulls out and does it again.

And again.

And again.

The human vagina is about four inches long when not aroused.

When aroused, it can take double that. Is it comfortable?

Fuck no. Is it possible? With enough lube, sure.

As Jasper fucks me, like the oxygen that he breathes is dependent on how loud I’m screaming.

I love pain. I love the adrenaline that it brings.

I love it when I’m in control of it. Although technically, I am not in control of this because I gave up the right to have control, I know he will not hurt me.

If he wanted to hurt me, he could absolutely rip me apart with this dick.

The fact that he has enough restraint to not completely destroy my cervix speaks volumes of his character.

Obviously, I know him on the professional side of things, but this. This is different.

I am nearly hyperventilating as this man fucks me into a stupor.

I’m not panicking, but it sounds like I am.

I can’t say a word because I can’t draw in a breath large enough to be able to speak.

After a while of this, Jasper drops my legs so he can lean into me.

I bring my hands to his biceps and dig my nails into his skin, trying to find a way to ground myself.

“Breathe, Cassidy. I don’t mind fucking you while you are limp, but I’d rather you be awake,” he says coolly. Something about this tickles me and I start laughing. This completely snapped me out of the painful haze blanketing my brain. “There you go. Good girl. See? Isn’t that better?”

“God yes,” I groan. With my body more relaxed this is far more tolerable. He is still shoving deep, but guttural moans pour out of me as he quickens his pace.

“Good girl. Now, get on your knees and elbows,” he says as he pulls out and leans back. I groan but do what he says. Whenever I’m settled up on my knees and forearms, I drop my face into my hands.

“Oh, fuck!” I yell out when he suddenly pours lube on my ass and shoves something cold into me. “Is that…”

“A plug? Yes. It also does this…” he says, and it starts vibrating.

“Oh, fuck,” I groan. Jasper chuckles and pushes his cock back inside me.

When he starts to fuck me this time, the vibrations take over everything, and I go up to my hands and push my hips back as he fills me.

We end up in a synchronized rhythm where he pushes in as I push back.

Our bodies meet with force, and we do it again and again.

We steadily go faster and harder until he is fucking me insanely fast. Every time he slams against my cervix, I whimper.

No part of this is entirely comfortable, but I revel in the pain.

Every ache that fills my belly adds to the pleasure, and it’s addictive.

There’s no doubt that I will feel this man deep in my belly for days, and I have every intention of pissing him off again.

Eliza appears beside us and grins wickedly as she reaches between my legs and places something just above my clit.

It’s like a sticker. She places another on the crease of my inner thigh on either side of my pussy.

I’m about to ask when electricity stabs through me.

I scream, and my body tenses, making Jasper groan deeply and rail into me harder and harder.

As my orgasm starts to build, I am screaming for mercy in the same breath that I am begging him to fucking ruin me. When it finally breaks, arousal floods out of me. I can feel his cock throb when he moans as he forces his come deep.

It seems to be a trend where I faint when I come too hard because one second, I am getting railed and the next I am clothed and curled up in his lap as he strokes my hair.

I hear the voices of his wives, and that brings me comfort that he had their approval of this.

I’ve met them several times and they’ve had dinner here almost weekly for months.

“How did she do?” Kimmy asks.

“Really good actually,” Collin says.

“Then she passed out and we all took turns on her,” Gunner says.

“Asshole,” I mutter.

“Nope. Just your pussy,” Oscar chuckles. “Kept the abuse to one hole.”

I lift my head to look at Eliza and she grins. “They aren’t lying. Gunner and Collin both took your pussy together while you were out. The others took turns. I cleaned you up before Jasper helped me dress you.”

“That’s a lot of come,” I laugh.

“So much,” she agrees with a giggle. “If it counts for anything, I got train-fucked by all of them.”

“Even monster cock?” I ask.

“Yeah,” she says with wide eyes. “You were not being dramatic at all. Although he was far gentler with me.”

“You didn’t ask for it to be hard. She did,” Jasper says.

“I have no regrets,” I say. Jasper lifts my face and smiles down at me. “Are you okay?”

“Now you ask?”

“You are such a fucking brat,” he laughs. “But I understand why.”

“Oh?”

“You push and push to see who will push back. When someone does, it stabilizes you. You function better submitting to someone who can stabilize you. Despite running your mouth, you know that none of us would hurt you because we stabilize you. With me, you pushed harder because our relationship is entirely based on just protecting you from Jason. You have confidence that I will keep you safe, but you weren’t confident that I wouldn’t reject you or that I could handle you in that respect. ”

“Well, it doesn’t matter now,” I say dismissively. I try to get up, but he grabs my hips and holds me, so I am straddling his lap.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing. I want to go to bed.”

“That’s a lie, Cassidy. What’s wrong? You shut down the moment I mentioned a change in our relationship.”

“It’s not a change. You strayed. You’re back where you belong. Period,” I say, trying to pull away.

“Cassidy,” he says with a smirk.

“Will you let go of me?!” I shout at him and push back on his chest to try and get away.

“No,” he says. “Talk to me, Cass.”

“There’s nothing to talk about,” I say as tears roll down my cheeks.

“Why is that?” he asks, gently swiping them away.

“Because,” I sniff. “You got what you wanted and now you can go back to just being Detective Omen.”

“You think that’s all this is?” he asks, cupping my cheek. “You think you and Eliza were just a notch in my belt, and now I’ll move on?”

“Yes,” I say tearfully. Jasper takes my face between his hands and gently kisses me. “Why would you… any of you…”

“Stop,” he says. “You and Eliza are amazing women, and when I say my feelings were unexpected, I mean it. It hit me hard, and this was not just about fucking you and walking away. You communicate better through physical connection than talking. Eliza does best with talking first. She and I talked, and you and I connected. Now we are talking.”

“I don’t understand,” I whisper.

“I’ll say it bluntly then,” he says. “I love you, Cassidy. I love Eliza. I don’t know how or when it happened, but it did. I absolutely did not expect to fall for someone just a few years older than my children, but I did.”

“I do have daddy issues,” I admit with a laugh as he wipes away my tears again.

“I have been talking with the guys for weeks now. Eliza and I talked a few days ago. This is where we are, and where we go next is up to you.”

“What do you mean?” I ask.

“If you want this. Us. I’m here. We are all here,” he says.

“That’s a lot of people.”

“It is. Seven men and four brats,” he says. “Kimmy and Gina were the first ones I told, and you know what they said?”

“Probably something along the lines of being happy they could get fucked by someone with a dick that won’t break them in half.”

“Close,” he laughs. “If you want it, you can have it.”

“And everyone is in agreement?”

“Yes,” he says. “That’s not to say your answer is dependent on what they do, because it’s not. We are going to be here, and you are not required to participate.”

“Why me?”

“Good question. I guess I’m just attracted to brats who bully me,” he says, making me smile.

“You are kind, compassionate, driven, and beautiful inside and out. You are silly and can make anyone laugh in even the most serious or mundane situations. And fuck the way you sound when I’m inside of you…

it’s incredible. You are incredible, Cassidy. ”

“I do like caring for the elderly,” I say and giggle when he smacks my ass with both of his hands before squeezing.

“If I’m being honest… I like you a lot. I didn’t really understand it until I woke up with you holding me but…

I think it would break me if I never had a chance to experience that again.

It’s not just about sex. It’s about being close to you.

Y’all have seen me at my absolute lowest point, and no one ran away.

You all played an equal role in helping me heal. I just want you close.”

“Then I’m right here,” he says before gently kissing me again.

“But like… what about your kids?” I ask.

“We called them earlier. Obviously left out the part where I fucked you into a coma, but they know.”

“Even the part where you are the same age as the man who raised me?” I ask.

“Yes,” he laughs.

“And I won’t get stabbed?”

“No. They’re happy that we are happy. They were raised together with two moms, so this isn’t exactly surprising.”

“Two moms are different than six stepdads and two stepmoms,” I point out.

“Christmas will be… lively,” he says sweetly.

“I struggle with telling people I love them,” I say. “I’ve only ever said it to Oscar.”

“I know,” he says. “They know you love them. You don’t have to say it for them to know.”

“I do love them… and you… I think. I’ve always loved Oscar, but you guys… each of you feel like a piece of my soul that Dad stole from me when I was little.”

“One day at a time, my dear,” he tells me.

“Well… Today my belly hurts,” I say, and everyone laughs. I lay my head on his chest and melt when he hugs me.