“We’ve trained her well.”
“Too well. She can’t go an hour without getting her little pussy rammed full.”
“Not just that,” Doc crowed, and I felt his thumb press into my asshole. I screamed as he thrust inside me.
“She’s airtight,” Doc laughed. “How’s that feel bitch?”
It felt like an orgasm rushing through me, hot and sweet and shuddering. Bobby slid a finger into my mouth to keep me from biting him and I came, totally helpless, getting fucked in every single hole.
“Coming,” Bobby moaned. “Oh fuck, I’m there.”
I didn’t have the strength to swallow, I let his semen slide from my mouth, onto my swinging breasts and the floor.
“God-fucking-dammit,” Adriano whispered.
“Perfection,” Eli agreed. “Absolute and total perfection.”
A second later, it was like a switch was flipped. Warm, wet towels appeared from nowhere, wiping me clean, gentle hands stroking my cheeks and brushing my sweaty hair from my eyes.
“You are so loved,” Bobby crooned. “So, so, loved, January Whitehall.”
“Adored,” Adriano agreed.
“Worshiped.”
I could hear from Doc’s voice he was concentrating on something. I turned and saw him wiping a dildo clean. Just a standard, pink fleshy dildo. Beside him was another, smaller one. “Oh, thank God!”
Doc frowned. “What?”
“I thought you were using a…police baton or a Pringles can! Or-or something really messed up!”
The others burst out laughing but Doc looked offended. “Give me a fuckin’ break, Tesorina. I’m not a sadist.”
Eli rubbed his warm washcloth over my shoulder. “Yes, you are.”
“Yeah, but like… I’d never bang a girl with a Pringles can.”
We kept laughing. Adriano bent down to gently clean my new tattoo, a look of softness on his scarred face.
“Come on guys, back me up here.” Doc looked at Bobby. “You believe me, right?”
Bobby slumped onto the couch with his eyes closed. “Shut up, Valente.”
When I was clean, Eli dragged me to the master bathroom and put me in the tub with about four pounds of Epsom salts.
“You are going to be seduced a great deal here,” he warned as he massaged the balls of my feet. “We’re stressed and we will need relief. But if you ever get sick of us pawing at you, just say the word and I’ll make everyone leave you alone.”
I remembered smiling at the sweetness and unnecessariness of the statement. “I think I’ll be fine.”
“I want you to be more than fine, my ruby. I want you to be happy.”
I gave him a tiny salute. “At your service, Mr. Morelli.”
Eli narrowed his eyes at me. “Are you trying to get fucked in the bath, little girl? Do you want another load in your slutty little pussy?”
I nodded.
Eli was right though. Since that night the sex has been non-stop. I’m sleeping with him and Bobby in the morning and then Adriano and Doc in the afternoon and sometimes one of them will get bored and join in again. In the evenings it’s usually a three-way or a foursome with whoever’s interested and a few times I’ve taken turns going down on them, while they watch TV, servicing them one after the other. I can only imagine what strangers might think, but to me, it’s the best kind of fake degradation. The idea that I’ve been paid for, that I’m a maid these four gorgeous men have hired to use in their cabin hideaway.
