Page 63 of Absentia Mori

“That’s a good pet.” He sucks on the anal plug again before pressing it to my entrance. I inhale a deep breath. He licks his lips as he inches it in.

I gasp at the sensation. It doesn’t hurt like Mordecai’s cock did. No. It feels fucking incredible. “Uhhh,” I moan.

“Yeah, you like that, don’t you? Such a good fucking fit.” He pushes it all the way in, and a wave of spasms rolls through me.

I buck my hips. “Fuck. Mmm…Fuck.”

He grinds it in circles, stretching my tender hole wide. “Now, this partisgoing to hurt.”

Fuck.The teeth. Before I can protest, he clamps the two sharp ends over my ass cheeks. A gurgled cry escapes my throat as the metal teeth pierce my skin, pinching it tight.

“Oh, fuck. Fabien, please,” I beg. But the more it hurts, the more my core spasms.

He chuckles as he licks around the wound, lapping up my blood like Dracula devouring his prey. “Come here, little pet.” He pulls me up from my hands and wraps his arms around my waist. The plug and its metal teeth burrow in deeper at this angle. I choke back a sob as my pussy quivers.

“Look how raw and beautiful you are. We’re animals now. Rabid fucking animals. I want to see you foam at the fucking mouth when you cum for us.” He circles my nipples with his thumbs.

Raithe and Mordecai finish behind us after switching places twice, making each other cum so hard their screams are deafening. But every time I twitch or shudder, the metal teeth dig deeper in. Fabien fondles the plug, wedging it in deeper as well. “We need another one for your pussy.”

Raithe rummages around in thetoybox before coming back around to kneel beside me. They are all so careful not to block my view in the mirror. They want me to watch everything they do to me. I’m so turned on I can barely breathe.

He holds a paddle in his hand. It’s small and thin, like a fly swatter. Except its surface is ribbed instead of smooth. Fucking hell.

“Lift one of her legs so I can get a good look at that pretty cunt,” Raithe tells Fabien.

I have to rely on Fabien solely for support now. If I fall on my ass or he lets me go, those metal teeth will be the fucking death of me. He loops his arm under my thigh and lifts it up. My resolve is fading. I lean my head back, my eyelids hooded. My head spins as my body is consumed by pleasure and pain.

Raithe rubs the ribbed paddle up and down my slit. I quiver against it, euphoric from its stimulation. He circles my clit, then down again, reaching underneath to stroke my taint. “Look how hard your pussy throbs for this.”

Fabien forces my head up. I look down instead of at the mirror and let out a deep moan.

Mordecai kneels on the other side of me. “Hold your pussy open.”

With trembling hands, I pull my pussy lips back. “Please…”

He gives Raithe a nod.

Raithe snaps his wrist and slaps my pussy with the ribbed paddle.

“Ohhh,” I cry out. A ripple of tingles flutters through me.

Mordecai grabs my throat. “We own you. Every fucking inch of you. So the next time you suggest I wear another man’s clothes, remember this moment. The moment we shoved your brother’s anal plug inside your hole. Do you understand?”

I nod, my lungs constricting as he pulls on the chain around my neck.

“Say it,” he growls.

“Yes, Sir… I understand,” I rasp.

He nods again, and Raithe gives my pussy another slap with the paddle.

“Good. Now get on the bed so we can finish breaking you.”

A part of me thought that the way they were in the asylum was all an act. A façade. Now that we’re free, I realize they were holding back. I’m only beginning to glimpse the extent of their brutality. I unleashed these monsters and invited them in. I let them claim me.

I should run away before they destroy me. That’s what good girls do. But I know they’ll hunt me down and find me. And the sickest part? I don’t want to run away. I want every torturous act they thrust upon me.

After removing the anal plug, I clean and bandage her wounds from the metal teeth. But I fucking love how it will leave scars on her ass. More of my marks to admire and remind her that she’s mine.

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