“Okay,” I say. “I love you, Brent.”
“I love you too, Alania,” he says with a warm smile.
Chapter Seventeen
Alania
Test 4 - Day 26
The last week hasbeen insane. Sunday, Brent visited as promised. I feel so much better having told him everything. All this week, I have been passed around between all of the masters, not including Fredrico. If one of them wasn’t fucking me, I was hooked up to a fuck machine. It was basically a bench seat I’d straddle, only there was open access to allow two dildos to fuck my pussy and ass at the same time. They were huge and shovedinsanely deep. They turned the speed up on us gradually. I’m so goddamn tired from how many times I’ve come, but we have to do it one more time today before the test. I’m not looking forward to dealing with Fredrico, but there will be someone watching to make sure I’m okay.
“Have a seat, ladies,” Adrian says. “We will come around and hook you up. You will be on for thirty-minute intervals until it is your turn. This will be a long day for everyone, so rest when you can. Do not worry about asking. If you aren’t with a master or on a machine, rest. Make sure you are eating the snacks and drinking water.”
I sit on my bench, and Adrian applies lube to both the toys and me before lining them up.
“We are adding something today,” Raul says. “There will be a device similar to a rose. It will be against your clit and will both suck and vibrate.”
Adrian presses the new device against my clit before slowly turning everything on. It sucks as both dildos push into me. My eyes flutter and I groan, prompting Adrian to steadily increase the speed, depth, and intensity. “Fuck!” I cry out when an orgasm is suddenly forced out of my body. Adrian tightens the straps on my thighs so I can’t escape. “Oh my God. Oh God. Fuck. Oh shit!”
“Next one to come goes last,” Raul says from across the room. Mere seconds later, another rips from my body, and my arousal floods out of me. “You’re last, Alania.”
“I’ll die!” I moan. “Oh, sweet fucking Jesus. It’s so fucking deep.”
“You’re beautiful like this,” Adrian says. “I mean, you’re always beautiful, but tied up and helpless is a good look.”
“Fuck!” I moan again. “God, I’m coming again. Goddamn it, that is too good. Too good.”
“Hang in there, Little Dove. You’re doing well,” Adrian says, kissing my head.
“Mmmm,” I whine.
For the next eight hours, I rotate between getting fucking by the machine and napping. I wasn’t drinking water at first, until they made me. It made me feel a lot better.
They came and shut my machine off so I could rest, and now I’m just waiting for them to come back and get me. I know they are pairing up, so I’ll have a training master and a master at once.
“Alania,” Mark says, gently stroking my head as I lie on the common room couch.
“Is it time?” I mumble.
“It is,” he says. I groan and get up so he can lead me out of the common area and to the testing room. There is a large ottoman in the center, and the others are standing around. Everyone is wearing just sweatpants, but they still have a stupid amount of energy for fucking all day.
“Mark and Fredrico are going first,” Adrian tells me quietly. ”Mark, let her face you so she doesn’t have to face him.”
“Okay,” Mark says, offering me his hand. I take it, and he pulls me over to the ottoman. When he sits, he grabs the backs of my thighs and pulls me into his lap. I am shifted back enough so I can watch as he pulls his cock free and coats himself in lube. He lies back, and I lower onto his cock. Real feels so much better than fake, and I groan as I settle. He is big, but not overwhelmingly so. He pulls me down to his chest and holds my hips as he starts slamming into me, fucking me hard from below.
I hear the bottle of lube open again, and I bury my face in Mark’s chest. I try not to tense, but absolutely nothing can prepare me for how fucking hard he pounds into me. Fredrico grabs my hips and shoves his cock deep into my ass, immediately trying to cause me pain. Mark quickens his speed, and it helps enough so I don’t openly sob.
“Fuck,” I whimper.
“Chill the fuck out, Fredrico,” Adrian says firmly. He chuckles and digs his fingers into my hips, making me wince. I nearly pull away, but Mark slams into me unexpectedly hard, and it distracts me. He does it again, and I groan as I relax a bit. Fredrico hasn’t backed off, but Mark is now cramming into me harder, and it’s all I can feel now. I turn all of my attention onto Mark, and when my orgasm surfaces, it tightens my body, and both Mark and Fredrico groan and stab into me harder, eventually coming deep inside me. Fredrico disappears, but Mark moves me to the ottoman so I can be comfortable.
There are six rotations of men, fucking me insanely hard and fast. I don’t know how they have all of this stamina, but the repeated orgasms for them means things are going by faster than they would have for the first submissive to get fucked today. By the time I get to the last pair, I am in pain.
Adrian and Raul are last, and they recognize that I am in pain right away. “How much pain are you in?” Raul asks as he pulls me into his lap.
“My belly hurts,” I say. “I just want to be done.”
“If you are in pain, we can ask the others about delaying,” Adrian says.
