Page 128 of High Roller

I am completely spent, and my limbs seem entirely useless by the time she declares me a rag doll.

Victor takes her place between my thighs, and his cock slides into me. My inner muscles are sore, and Victor’s cock feels like it is stretching me beyond its limit.

“Do you have one more in you, Mariposa? Or did Lili break your clit?”

I move my head back and forth, but Victor’s fingers against my clit make a liar out of me and a final orgasm squeezes his erection like a vice. He grunts and fucks me hard and fast until he explodes inside me.

I’m not sure how I wind up in one of the suites. I don’t remember Victor picking me up, but when I come back to reality, I’m laying in a king-size bed with Victor and Lili on either side of me. Lili wipes my body down with a cool rag, and Victor holds a bottle of water to my lips.

I make a face. “It’s salty,” I croak.

Victor lets out a low laugh. “It’s not salty, butterfly. You just came so much that you dehydrated yourself. Dr. Singh will be in after your shower to give you an electrolyte IV.

My eyes go wide, but I’m unable to speak. I didn’t know it was possible to come that much.

We stay on the bed for a few minutes before Lili helps me into the shower and tenderly washes me down with a loofah and a bottle of body wash that smells amazing.

“Thank you, Goddess,” I murmur against her shoulder when she pulls me close.

“No. Thank you, love. You gave us a beautiful gift tonight.”

“It was an honor, Goddess.”

Lili chuckles and kisses me softly. “I’m just Lili again. Goddess is fun for a while, but only when we are in a scene. Fair?”

I smile and trace a finger across her collarbone. “Fair.”

“I think Victor is pretty hooked on his new title, though.”

I blush at the memory of his new rule. We’ll have to discuss that later. Calling him Master in a scene or when he gives me an order is one thing, but I enjoy saying his name. I’m sure we can compromise.

“Are my dirty girls clean yet?” Victor asks from the doorway of the bathroom.

Lili shrugs. “This one is a lost cause and is destined to stay filthy.”

Victor grins. “God, I hope so. The doctor is getting set up. There is a robe for each of you on the counter.”

“Thank you, Master,” I say, testing the waters.

“Good girl. I’m glad you took me seriously.”

Lili squeezes my bottom tenderly as she turns the water off. “Let’s get you dried off, pretty toy.”

As Lili helps me dry off and put on my robe, I am struck with a sense of contentment that I haven’t had in a long time. Lili is a big part of that. What am I going to do when she isn’t here with us anymore? Logic says she has to leave at some point.

I shake my head to push away the thoughts as we return to the bedroom of the suite where the doctor is waiting with an IV bag.

“I watched your scene tonight, Grace,” she says as I sit on the edge of the bed and push up the sleeve of my robe. “It was a delight. Your Dom is incredibly lucky.”

“Owner,” Victor corrects, winking at me. “Isn’t that right, butterfly?”

My face is so hot as I stare at him, but the answer is easy.

“Yes, Master. You own me.”

It feels right to admit that to everyone in this room. Victor has owned me for longer than either of us will admit, but it’s out now, and I plan to embrace it.

When the doctor is done, Victor pulls me close to him and kisses the top of my head. “You took all of that so well, Grace. I am a lucky man to have you.”

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