Page 29 of Under Their Watch

Quinn and Jace alternate hits. They are scattered from my upper back to the backs of my thighs. It sounds like I’m speaking in tongues from the orgasms. I am so overstimulated that it's overwhelming.

“Fuck,” I scream out when they hit in the same spot on my ass over and over again.

“Say it, Rhea,” Quinn says. “That’s all you have to do.”

“No,” I grunt.

“Stubborn little girl,” Jace says. They strike in the exact same spot again and tears well up in my eyes. I've been through this time and time again. I can handle the pain. They will stop on their own and be content. If I interrupt, they’ll be mad. They say they want me to speak up, but speaking up hurts worse than this.

They stay on the same spot and my ass is on fire. They give no reprieve between hits, and I can’t breathe. They are hitting so hard now that the vibrations no longer register in my mind and the pain is all I feel. I hate this so much. I hate how it reminds me of Marvin. I hate the way the pain never dissipates.

“Say it, Rhea,” Theo says.

“No,” I whimper. “I’m not a failure.”

“Fuck, Theo,” Quinn says.

“Don’t stop,” Theo says. “She needs to say it to understand.”

“It’s going to break skin,” Jace says.

“Make her say it. She’s not in danger,” Theo says. “She needs to see how you two react when it’s said.”

I can’t give up. I don’t want to fail them. All I can think of is how much more pain I’ll be in if I resist. Quinn and Jace keep at it until I am sobbing. I can’t focus on anyone’s words now. They suddenly hit much harder and I can’t take it anymore. I’ll take a moment of reprieve before it gets worse, but I have to take a break.

“Banana,” I whisper through my tears.

“Again,” Quinn says. “Louder, Rhea.”

“Banana,” I choke out. “Please…”

The restraints are being pulled off all at once before Quinn scoops me into his arms. “We’ve got you. You’re okay.”

“I’m s-sorry,” I cry. “I t-tried… P-Please d-don’t be m-mad.”

Quinn lays me in Jace’s lap so I am on my belly before he squats down to hold my face. He has tears rolling down his cheeks and it snaps me back into reality. They fucking hated doing that to me.

“Rhea, baby. We are so fucking proud of you. You hear me? You did so well. You are not a failure. You are fucking amazing. Okay? You found your voice, baby. That is fucking huge,” he says.

“We love you, Rhea,” Jace says. “So damn much. We will spend every day for the rest of our lives showing you the love you deserve.”

“I love you too,” I say tearfully. Quinn sits beside Jace, and I am moved across both of their laps to rest.

“Rhea,” Theo says. I turn my face to look at him and he smiles. “You did well, sweetheart.”

“Thank you,” I whisper.

“Is it okay if I put some salve on your… well, everything?” he asks.

“Yeah,” I laugh as I wipe my face and lay my head back down.

“You are bleeding slightly, but it’s not bad,” Theo says.

“I hated that,” Quinn says.

“I know it’s a harsh and slightly unconventional way of helping her find a limit, but she found it. She’s being cared for, and now we backtrack to see when she actually should have said it,” Theo says. “When did you first start rejecting everything?”

“Right before Quinn first asked me,” I say. “They kept hitting the same spot and… it hurt so badly.”

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