“What else?” I ask.
“Who were the others you referred to Greg letting assault you?”
“Uh. I don’t know their names. I don’t even remember who they are. He just always said that I earned him a lot of money. I figured he was letting others assault Molly when I wasn’t around, but Molly is me, so maybe there is more I don’t remember.”
“I haven’t shown you the photos we looked up earlier,” he says. “That might be a good place to start.”
“Yeah,” I sigh.
“As much as I want to delve into that right now, I think we need to have a conversation about Adam,” he tells me.
“What about him?” I ask.
“I am starting to think he is attracted to you,” he says. “Which should piss me off, but then Alania suggested how to punish me.”
“Oh?” I ask.
“Mhmm. He lit up when she said that, and you didn’t object,” he says.
“I’m gonna be honest, I can’t exactly picture him as anything but submissive, so it’s hard to imagine him dominating me to punish you,” I say. Adam grunts behind me, and Grayson chuckles. “Is that funny?”
“Adam is good at hiding it, but he is probably more dominant than I am,” Grayson says. “I don’t think he is very keen on you insulting yourself.”
“Oh… like if I called myself fat?” I ask. “Greg used to always tell me that my fat was a turn-off.”
I yelp when Adam grabs me by the hair and yanks my head back. I giggle when he frowns at me.
“Don’t say that,” Adam says firmly.
“Say what? That I’m fat?” I ask innocently. “Fat and crazy. Terrible combination.”
I shriek when he drags me out of Grayson’s lap and tosses me on the bed. He kneels between my thighs and pulls my arms above my head. The second I am pinned, memories suddenly flood my mind. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck,” I whimper and pull against his hold.
“Oh, look at that,” Adam says as he holds my arms with one hand and pulls his cock free with the other. He is massive and pierced. All I can think of is Greg on top of me, though. “She’s triggered.”
“You’re an ass,” Grayson laughs.
“Adam, wait. Fuck. Please wait,” I beg.
“Oh, sweet girl. You didn’t want a safeword, remember? You know what that means?” Adam asks with a mocking tone.
“What?” I whisper.
“It means triggered or not, you are still going to take my cock,” he sneers before slamming his cock into me. I arch off the bed with a gasp, and he sets a brutal pace as he fucks me. His piercings rub against me as his cock stretches me. He keeps my arms above my head but leans down to whisper in my ear. “Fight me, Milly. Find out how fun it can be to resist me.”
“You’re a freak,” I moan.
“Fight me, Milly,” he demands. “Do it. Fight me. Are you just going to lie there and take it from me? Sounds familiar, huh?”
“Fuck you!” I yell as he slams into me, making my voice break. I bring my knees up and manage to get them against his abdomen. I push against him as hard as I can, and the second I have the room, I roll and try to crawl out from under him. He cackles and grabs my hips to drag me back.
“Nice try, baby. Keep fighting. You’re so fucking tight when you fight,” Adam groans as he shoves back into my pussy.
“Fucking asshole,” I groan and claw at the bed to try and fight him. I don’t want to win, though. I want him to hurt me. I wantto be used and abused, because I know he will take care of me. They both will.
“As much as I want to choke your husband, I think he should join us,” Adam says as he drags me up. Grayson moves to lie in front of me before pulling me on top of him and pulling me down on his cock. He grabs his arms around my body and abruptly starts pounding into my pussy, making me scream into his chest.
“Oh my God, Daddy. Fuck!” I scream.