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What were they doing to her?
That was all it took for her to explode; her control shattered to smithereens. Her pride was gone, and in its place was only complete embarrassment.
“Good girl,” Aaron said. Throughout her humiliation, she still managed to beam under those two simple words. And she really needed to get her head checked.
“Now, who did you buy these toys for?”
“What?” she asked, dazed.
“Who did you want to use these toys on you, Andrea?” Aaron pulled on her hair, and a flood of spasms rocked her clit.
She shook her head. Her pride could only take so many hits.
But her breath ricocheted from her lungs as Leo parted her ass cheeks. The scent of cinnamon filled the air as Micah drizzled lubricant over her, and then she felt the head of the butt plug against her most private hole, strictly forbidden for anyone to touch.
“Wait,” she said, trying to stall.
“Do you have a boyfriend we don’t know about, Andrea?” Aaron asked with a darkness that seemed to thrill her.
“I just told you about your bottle of scotch, and you’re worried about those things?” She squealed. Did they hear her correctly?
According to Andrea, every year they came home, they took out that bottle of scotch, made a call, and depending on the answer, they’d either drink it or put it away until the following year.
It was from their sergeant during their time in the army. He drove them harder than anyone else, Lindsay told her, and he wrote a note and taped it to the bottle, saying that he wanted them to drink it when he died. He gave one bottle to Leo, Aaron, and Micah and one to Shaw, Chris, and Morgan, who were Lindsay’s brothers’ best friends.
The notes on both bottles, identical, were handwritten by the sergeant and succinctly said,Drink it when I’m dead.
“We’re not concerned about the bottle of scotch anymore, little kitten. But again, do you have a boyfriend we don’t know about, Andrea?”
What was wrong with them?
“No, I—”
“Then who did you buy the toys for, Andrea?”
She shook her head again, but Micah slipped the plug into her, pressing into the tight rings of her anus before pushing down on her. Her ability to think flew out of the window. Her body heated up all over again from the inside out.
The unbearable stretch of the head of the plug consumed her. It was nothing like being spanked or even belted. No, this kind of burn stole her soul and sent her hurtling into a pit of lava.
More disturbing was the flood of fresh wetness leaking from her. Micah pushed in deeper. He was stretching her beyond her body’s capabilities, but even she knew the plug was the smallest size they had.
A surge of exhilaration washed over her. Her clit begged to be touched, and her folds begged to be penetrated.
What was wrong with her? Had she always been this way?
Climaxing once was a mistake. A second time would be utterly wrong.
“It’s mine. I bought it for myself. I wanted to know what it feels like because I’m still a virgin.”
Tension reigned around the room. Only their heavy breaths and the crackling of the fire could be heard, and only the scent of the cinnamon lube could be smelled.
As if her words had pulled them back to reality—maybe it was the word virgin in particular—they untied her from the table.
Immediately, and despite shaking her ass off, which was very hard to do considering they hadn’t removed the plug from her butt and she was too embarrassed to do it in front of them, she whipped up her oversize pants and did a poor job of trying to pull the zip up.
“I bet you would never turn CourtneyFreakingWatson over a table and spank her, belt her, and put things in her butt, would you?” She asked, suitably enraged.
Also, she was leaving. She didn’t care if she had to walk, but she couldn’t stay there in their company a second more.
