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"God, yes!" I pant, no longer caring who is getting me off.
I learned a long time ago that I need to let myself relax and let it happen for everything to look real. This means I must keep Beau out of my head during these times, so I don't slip up and call out his name. I had a few close calls in the beginning, and in order for my plan to work, I need them thinking that I no longer think of my husband.
"Fuck, poppet, you get me so fucking hot…I need inside of you." I never saw him undo his pants, but suddenly, he's pushing into me as his two fingers still.
He's stretching me so much by keeping his fingers inside and pressing his girthy cock in right alongside them. I can't help but begin panting heavily, "Oh God…I can't Sergio…it's too much!"
"Yes, you can, poppet. Cunts are made to stretch. I won't do much more, but you will take it and get used to it, okay?"
With my eyes closed, I nod vigorously. "O-okay."
"Look at me, poppet. Watch me stretch you…"
My eyes pop open at his demand, and I look between us. Sergio has long, thick fingers, so to have two of them inside me and then adding his not-so-small cock, has me really panting to take it all. He takes his time working himself in, and he stills when he's finally planted deep inside me.
"See? I knew this slutty cunt could handle it." He grabs my neck with his free hand and pulls me to him, crashing his mouth against mine. When he pulls back, he grins. "Hold on, poppet, Daddy is going to fuck you good."
Sergio has me screaming out his name repeatedly as he takes me hard and fast, edging me constantly, only to stop and wait until the fire simmers. He does this at least five times, but when he comes inside me and orders me not to come, tears break free out of frustration. They love doing this to me, playing with my body only to deny me the pleasure it so desperately needs.
"Good girl," Sergio praises me as he pulls his cock out first, and then his fingers. "Here's your reward, Poppet." He shoves his two fingers into my mouth, making me suck them clean for him. "Now, if you are a good slut for me and let me give you this enema, I'll let you come, how's that?"
I whimper. Of course, he would bribe me this way; he knows how much I love to come, especially after all the edging he's done. When I nod, he grins smugly and tells me to get up on all fours while on the metal table. Doing so, I can feel his cum sliding down my inner thighs.
Instead of using the lube, he swipes his release from my thighs and starts rubbing it around and inside my ass. Soon, the same two fingers that were just inside of my pussy are now scissoring and stretching out my forbidden hole. Thankfully, he uses actual lube on the tube that he inserts into my ass, and not just his cum.
"Almost there, poppet. You are doing so good, baby."
I hang my head down as I feel him run the tube through me. "Now, you are going to start feeling a little pressure as your bowels fill with the saline. Whatever you do, don't let any spill out. You will stay in this position for ten to fifteen minutes before I have you go to the bathroom."
All I can do is nod. I feel the pressure building, and I begin to cramp, but he says it's normal and I just have to get used to it. This is humiliation at its finest. I'm not sure if they can top this. This is what they like, though. To see women at their mercy and helpless to their demands…and I'm no different.
I'm lying in Sergio's bed, resting after the humiliating enema he gave me. He told me that since I was such a good girl, he would allow me to nap in the big bed even though he wasn't in it with me. That's the only time I'm allowed in his bed is when he's in it. He wants it to be convenient to get to me, but when I nap, or he's working late, I have to sleep in the cage in the corner of his room like the pet I'm supposed to be.
After Sergio got me off as promised, he ordered me to rest until Dante got home, so here I am. However, I can't sleep. Too many thoughts are running through my head at the moment. As always, I wonder how Beau is fairing in jail and if he still thinks about me like I do him.
When my thoughts wander to my mother, sadness comes over me. I should be there, helping to take care of her like she did me when I was little and sick. I wonder what it will take to get Dante and Sergio to let me see my mother sooner than agreed. Luca pretty much goes with whatever his brothers say, so I don't have to worry about him.
The bedroom door opening draws my attention. I expect to see one of the guys, but instead, it's one of the maids. She gasps when she sees me lying in the bed, "You are not supposed to be in his bed without him!"
I sit up. "It's my reward for being good," I say softly.
Everyone in the house knows who I am and why I'm here. None of them talk to me; I haven't earned that right yet, or so I'm told. As I stare at the woman still gawking, I notice the tattoo on the side of her neck. It's the D'Angelo mark, stating that they bought and paid for her, and it's my turn to gasp.
Her surprised look turns into anger. "I don't believe it! He would never allow it, and I should know since it was me who warmed Sergio's bed up until he started fucking you."
For some odd reason, what she says angers me, and I climb from the bed. "Well, I don't know what to tell you, but it's true. If you don't believe me, then ask him."
The woman scoffs, "Maybe I will!"
Wanting to be really petty, I cross my arms and smirk. "Just remember that you were bought so he could do whatever he wanted. I, on the other hand, chose them. Who do you think he would prefer in his bed?"
"That's easy enough—the answer is you, poppet." A deep voice answers my question.
Thirty-Eight
I jump at the sound of Sergio's amused voice as he leans against the doorframe. "There should be no questioning that."
I watch him push off the frame and come to me, grabbing my neck and taking my mouth in a brutal kiss. I put on a show for the woman, making it look like I'm enjoying the kiss, not that I have to act too much since I do like kissing him. I even moan and press myself into him more.
