“No. I just need for you two to fuck me until I come so I’ll sleep like the dead,” I say quietly. Others are watching, but everyone is too tired to give a shit if I am saying ‘yes, master’ or not.
“Are you sure?” Raul asks.
“Yes. Please,” I answer. Both apply a generous amount of lube to themselves and me before Raul brings me down to sit on his cock. “Fuck. I forgot you two have goddamn monster cocks.”
“If you end up in too much pain, say something,” Adrian says as he sinks into my ass.
“Mhmm,” I groan
They both start to move and quickly find a brutal pace, fucking me hard and fast. I cover my mouth and lay my head down as I scream in both pain and pleasure. They grunt and groan as they push into me, alternating strokes. I am in so much pain now, but I don’t want to stop. I keep my hand over my mouth so my pained screams sound like overwhelming pleasure. Eventually, I am screaming in pain. When they go to stop, I speak up.
“Please don’t stop,” I cry quietly. “Please just go fast.”
Both men grunt their disapproval but hold onto me as they fuck me harder and harder. When they come, I am openly sobbing as pain stabs through my belly. The world is coming in flashes, but eventually, I disconnect entirely and pass out.
My eyes peel open, and I groan at the ache in my pussy and belly. “Hey,” Adrian says softly. “How are you feeling?”
“Sore,” I whisper. Adrian is lying beside me. “Did I pass? If you say no, I’m shooting myself.”
“You passed,” he says with a smile. “You did very well, Alania. I don’t like seeing you go through that, though.”
“So you won’t make me do that again?”
“Make you? Baby, no. I’ll never make you do anything you don’t want to do,” he says before gently kissing me. “Everyone was worried when you passed out.”
“I’m glad I passed out,” I laugh. “I’m clean?”
“Yeah. I cleaned you before bringing you back to our room,” he says. “It’s also Saturday morning.”
“It is?!”
“Yeah. You were breathing, so I just let you sleep. It’s about ten right now,” he explains.
“Usually, you’re at your office.”
“I’d rather be with you,” he says. “Tonight I’m making us pizza. Does that sound good?”
“God, yes!” I groan. “When can we leave?”
“Whenever you’d like. We can go by the office first, if you are okay with it.”
“It’s whatever you want. I’ll just be happy to get out of this place,” I say.
“Next week, your test is going to be… different,” he says carefully.
“I don’t like how that sounds. How so?”
“Well, Charles said that he’s being pressured to do this. He tried to prevent it, but fighting it will cause issues,” he says. “All of the men will be wearing masks. You'll be in a cage of sorts. Not locked, but it will be an area set up for them to do whatever they want. This will be open to The Society, so the ones proven to be disease-free will be allowed.”
“Meaning?”
“Meaning, I won’t have any way to know who visits you. Right now, your father won’t be in town, so we won’t have to worry about him,” he says. “But I don’t know who will be there, and neither will you.”
“Lucky me,” I sigh.
“The party will be eight hours, and they have one-hour time slots. I will be the last one. The signup is anonymous too, so…”
“Is there any chance Fredrico will be able to hurt me?” I ask.
