But they didn’t stop. Rudy’s fingers continued their relentless assault on my sensitive flesh, circling my clit with expert precision while Mateo’s hands kneaded my breasts roughly. Behind me, I felt Jax’s finger impale the tight bud of my bottom hole, sliding in easily with the help of my own arousal, trickling down from my pussy.
“Again,” Jax commanded, and impossibly, I felt another orgasm building.
“I can’t,” I whimpered, even as my hips moved against Rudy’s hand. “It’s too soon?—”
“You can and you will,” Jax said firmly, pressing a second finger into my bottom. “Show your new daddies how well you come.”
The second orgasm hit me harder than the first, making me scream into the bedspread as my entire body convulsed with pleasure. Before I could recover, Jax moved away and I heard the rustle of clothing. Through tear-blurred eyes, I watched as he began to undress, his movements deliberate and unhurried.
Mateo’s hands left my breasts, but I barely had time to register their absence before Rudy’s fingers curved inside me, finding that special spot that made me cry out in helpless ecstasy. I sobbed as a third climax began to build.
“That’s it,” Rudy growled, his voice thick with lust. “Come for Daddy Rudy.”
I came again, my voice breaking on a wail as pleasure coursed through me.
Rudy continued working my oversensitive flesh, his thick fingers moving in and out of my soaking channel while his thumb circled my clit. Jax returned, stroking his enormous, rigid cockin his left hand as he reached out to play with my nipples with his right. I whimpered, overwhelmed by sensation, my body trembling uncontrollably as yet another orgasm approached.
“Please,” I gasped, “I can’t… it’s too soon…”
CHAPTER 19
Jax
“Your daddies will decide that, Little Lulu,” I told my bad girl. “Daddy Rudy, go ahead and take your clothes off. Daddy Mateo, why don’t you finger her little pussy for her?”
I stepped back, watching with satisfaction as Rudy quickly stripped, revealing his powerful, muscular body. His cock stood at attention, thick and ready for use. Mateo took Rudy’s place beside Louisa’s trembling thighs, so beautifully marked by her whipping. I watched his long fingers travel over the top pillow to find the dripping entrance to her adorable pink vagina.
“Oh!” she cried out as Mateo pushed two fingers inside her at once, her back arching beautifully. “Please… I can’t take anymore…”
But her body told a different story. My watch beeped again, the display flashing red. She was about to come for the fourth time in less than ten minutes. Her resistance was crumbling with each orgasm, her mind losing the battle against her body’s true nature.
“Yes, you can,” I told her firmly, moving to stand by her head. I tangled my fingers in her hair, tugging her face up to look at me.
“Daddy Mateo is going to take his clothes off now,” I said. “I want you to watch carefully and think about doing your best to please his cock, just like mine and Daddy Rudy’s.”
Mateo nodded and stepped back from the bed, beginning to undress with military precision. I glanced at my watch again, noting with satisfaction that Louisa’s readings had completely changed. The baseline numbers had shifted dramatically upward—she’d recalibrated her entire assessment scale. The algorithm was now registering pleasure readings higher than anything the perineal sensor had yet recorded—undoubtedly more than she’d ever felt in her life.
This didn’t just represent arousal or momentary submission. This was a fundamental shift in her neurochemistry. The transformation was happening right before my eyes, faster than even Selecta’s protocols had predicted.
My years of training with Selecta had taught me to recognize this crucial moment. When a bad girl’s pleasure centers recalibrated this way, it meant she was finally embracing her true nature rather than fighting against it. Louisa had crossed the threshold from resistance to acceptance. She wasn’t just responding physically anymore—her mind was beginning to align with her body’s needs.
This acceptance would ultimately allow her to face the consequences of her life choices head-on, rather than running from them as she had been. The drug dealing, the stealing, the lying—she would soon be ready to make amends for all of it. And the conference with Oscar and Viktor would be her opportunity to do exactly that.
“Get up, Little Lulu,” I commanded, helping her off the pillows. “Lie on your back.”
She obeyed, her movements sluggish from the multiple orgasms. I positioned her so her head hung slightly over the foot of the mattress with her feet toward the headboard. Her tearstained face hung upside down as she looked at me. Her lips were parted, her breathing still ragged.
“Perfect,” I murmured, running my thumb along her lower lip. “Open wider.”
Her mouth opened obediently, and I pressed the head of my cock against her lips. From this angle, her throat formed a straight line, perfect for what I had planned.
“Take Daddy’s cock in your mouth,” I instructed. “Relax your throat.”
She tried to nod, but could only make a small sound of acceptance as I began to push into her waiting mouth. The wet heat enveloped me, and I felt her throat constrict briefly before she forced herself to relax.
“Good girl,” I praised, sliding deeper. “That’s it.”
Rudy moved to the side of the bed, by her spread legs. With his left arm he swept her knees upward to expose her completely. A little sob of shame and need came from Louisa’s chest, vibrating around my thrusting cock. Mateo stood beside me, stroking his impressive length as he watched.
