Page 87 of Wicked Oath

“Not with us, baby,” he smiles and pulls me on top of him.

“F-Fuck,” I groan and sit up when he suddenly pushes into me.

“Sit still,” Jude says. “Just relax for a second.”

“What do we have here?” Chris says happily as he, Tony, and Adam come into the room.

“We are all going to fuck her,” Talon says as he sits up. “Jude and me, Tony and Adam, and then you.”

“Wait,” I say. “Both? I haven’t… I…”

“Go ahead, Little Flower. Fight us,” Talon says.

“Fighting gets me hurt,” I say.

“Hold up,” Jude says as he suddenly moves me to lay on the bed. “You have your clit pierced.”

“Yeah,” I frown.

“Do you want it out?” Talon asks.

“I don’t know,” I say. “He fucking tortured me with it.”

“How about this,” Talon says. “One week. You keep it in. We show you that it doesn’t have to be torture. If you still associate it with torture, we will remove it. Okay?”

“Yeah,” I smile.

“Good girl,” he says.

“Please don’t say that,” I whisper.

“Why?” he asks.

“He… He always said that. He praised me for accepting his abuse,” I explain wearily.

“Little Flower, you are a good girl,” he says. “But not because you are compliant. You are a good girl. Our good girl. Because you are kind. You are compassionate. You are the strongest person we’ve ever known. You endured hell and yet you still found room to worry about me. You will always be our good girl, even if you disobey us. Even if you fight us. That will never change.”

“I’m tired of thinking about him,” I sniffle. “He’s stuck in my brain, and he won’t go away. He’s dead, but he will never leave me alone.”

“Use him as fuel,” Chris says. “Use that experience as a stepping stone.”

“I understand,” I say.

“See? Such a good girl,” Chris says as he leans down and kisses me. “Go on before I steal you from them.”

Jude pulls me back on top of him, but I slowly lower myself on his cock, letting myself feel every inch of him. “Jesus, I’ve missed you guys,” I groan softly.

“We’ve missed you too, love,” Jude says as he starts playing with my clit piercing, gently flicking and twisting it. I moan and tighten my pussy around him, making him groan deeply. “Shit, you feel amazing.”

“Wait. Wait, wait,” I yell when he pulls me down to his chest with my arms pinned between us. He doesn’t let me go, but stops moving.

“Talk to us,” Talon says. “What’s going on?”

“The first time Sergei fucked me…”

“Raped,” Adam says. “That was not fucking. None of it. You were never willing; you were only surviving.”

“The first time he raped me… He held me like this,” I say tearfully. “He ate me out and edged me until he made me break and beg him to come… Then he fucked me. I had to come, or he’d hurt me.”

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