I whimpered as I felt the blunt head of Rudy’s thick shaft pressing against the entrance to my aching sheath. Jax’s hands forced me down, impaling me on Rudy’s enormous length. I gasped as he stretched me open, filling me completely.
“That’s it,” Jax murmured. “Now ride him. Show Daddy Rudy how a bad girl goes for a horsy ride.”
I began to move hesitantly, lifting myself up and then sliding back down on Rudy’s cock. His hands gripped my thighs, helping to guide my movements as I established a rhythm.
“Good girl,” Rudy growled beneath me, his hips thrusting upward to meet my downward motions. “Such a tight little pussy.”
I heard movement behind me, and then felt Mateo’s presence at my back. His hands caressed my burning bottom, spreading my cheeks apart. I froze, suddenly understanding what was about to happen.
“Keep riding,” Jax ordered from beside the bed. “Don’t stop.”
I resumed my movements, fear and helpless arousal making my heart race. I felt something cool and slick being applied between my cheeks, Mateo’s fingers working lubricant around and into my sensitive hole.
“Please,” I whispered, “I can’t take both?—”
“You can and you will,” Jax interrupted. “This is what happens to bad girls who try to run away.”
I felt Mateo position himself behind me, the head of his cock pressing insistently against my bottom hole. Despite the preparation, despite having taken Jax there the night before, I wasn’t ready for the sudden, brutal invasion as Mateo thrust forward, burying himself in my anus in one powerful stroke.
The scream that tore from my throat didn’t sound human. The pain was blinding, overwhelming—my body stretched beyond what I thought possible as both men filled me completely. Rudy beneath me, Mateo behind me, both of their cocks separated by only the thinnest barrier of flesh inside me.
“Oh, god,” I sobbed, my body trembling uncontrollably. “It’s too much!”
“Breathe,” Jax instructed, moving to stand on the bed in front of me. His cock was level with my face, still glistening with my juices from earlier. “Open your mouth.”
I parted my lips obediently, tears streaming down my face as Mateo began to move behind me, establishing a rhythm counter to Rudy’s thrusts. When one pushed in, the other pulled out, never leaving me empty for even a moment.
“Lick your pussy juice off Daddy’s cock,” Jax ordered, pressing the head against my lips. I took my daddy’s hardness into my mouth, tasting the tangy evidence of my own arousal coating his shaft. My tongue worked instinctively, cleaning every inch as he stood dominant above me, using my mouth while my other holes remained stretched around Rudy’s and Mateo’s cocks.
“That’s it,” Jax growled. “Clean Daddy properly.”
Suddenly, I felt myself floating away from the scene. It was as if I’d left my body entirely and was now watching from somewhere near the ceiling—observing this lewd, forbidden tableau with detached fascination. The girl below me, sandwiched between these powerful men, didn’t seem like me anymore. Her face was flushed, tears streaming down her cheeks as she serviced three men at once. Her body, so much smaller than theirs, looked impossibly filled, stretched to its limits as Rudy and Mateo thrust into her in perfect counterpoint.
Who was this creature? This girl who moaned around Jax’s cock as two other men used her most intimate holes? She couldn’t possibly be Louisa Bell, the college dropout who’d gotten mixed up selling drugs. This girl was something else entirely—a vessel for these men’s pleasure, a bad girl being reformed through use and discipline.
Yet I could still feel everything—the burning stretch as Mateo’s cock pistoned in and out of my still-almost-virgin bottom, the deep fullness of Rudy filling my pussy, the taste of Jax on my tongue. The sensations reached me through a haze, as if happening to someone else while I merely observed.
“Enough,” Jax commanded suddenly, pulling his cock from my mouth with a wet pop. “Gentlemen, I think our little girl has learned her lesson about running away.”
Mateo withdrew from my bottom first, the sudden emptiness making me whimper. Rudy followed, his massive cock sliding out of my aching pussy as Jax helped lift me off him. I felt boneless, unable to support myself as they arranged me face-down on the bed, my punished bottom raised slightly by a pillow beneath my hips.
“Look at her,” Rudy murmured, his hand stroking over my welted flesh. “So beautifully marked.”
I heard the rhythmic sounds of flesh on flesh as the three men positioned themselves around me, stroking their cocks. My mind remained strangely detached, floating above the scene as I watched them gather around my prone form.
“This is what happens to bad girls who try to run away,” Jax said, his voice tight with approaching climax. “They get marked inside and out by their daddies.”
Mateo grunted first, his seed spurting in hot ropes across my burning bottom. Rudy followed moments later, adding his contribution to the humiliating display. Finally, Jax positioned himself directly over the center of my bottom, his hand working furiously.
“Remember this, Little Lulu,” he commanded as I felt his hot semen added to my other new daddies’. “This bottom belongs to us, and we’ll discipline you here whenever you need it.”
CHAPTER 20
Louisa
An hour later, after a long hot shower that my daddies let me take all on my own, I was back in my room sitting on my bed and trying to figure it all out.
Every movement sent fresh waves of soreness through my body. My bottom throbbed from the whipping and the subsequent use, and my other intimate places ached with a deep, lingering fullness that reminded me with each shift of position what had been done to me.
