Chapter 35 #2
“You are to work out how many times, combined, you have fucked Sophie since breaking the Clarendon’s and my rules.
That is the number of times you are to strike Sophie with the tools on the trolley.
This is the punishment I demand of you, and I will be watching.
Too soft, you have to do it all over again, every single item again.
The other owners want to watch you fuck her.
So make it good; put on a show. You have as long as it takes to make sure you have all used the tools and have come inside of her.
Should you complete this punishment, you can get dressed and I will give you the key to unlock Sophie.
Should you defy me, you will all receive the wrath of not one Clarendon owner but all.
Rest assured our reach is far and wide. Make your decisions wisely.
” With that he turns and walks unhurriedly up the stairs and closes the door behind him.
We all bend down so we’re on our knees in eyeline with Sophie. “Baby,” I say, my eyes full of regret, “I’m so sorry, I got you into this, I accept full responsibility, I’m so sorry, Baby.”
“I’m sorry, too,” replies Sophie. “You grew up with a monster,” her eyes are so sad as she looks between Tye and me.
“We have two choices. We tear this cellar apart and we get you out of here. But that comes with a lifetime of looking over our shoulder and wondering what other fucked up shit my father can pull. Or, we go along with this fucked up plan, we get you out of here and you never have to see or hear from my father again. We pay our dues by completing this punishment, we owe him nothing once it’s done and you keep your job. ”
“I don’t like it,” says Flynn, looking at Sophie.
“We can help her like it,” says Tye to the rest of us.
“Hear me out. Sophie, you’re a playmate.
You have taken all kinds of jobs. What are the chances we can get you into a head space where we pretend we have all booked you, on one job.
It’s an unusual job for us, but we’re open to trying new things. You don’t mind new things sometimes.”
“He’s right, Sophie. You like your pain with your pleasure. We can make it hurt and heal it at the same time. No one else touches you but us. We’re all here with you, Sophie,” says Rory who holds onto her hand on one side. Sophie nods and I can see her consider the idea.
“He’s not in the room, I can’t see any cameras.
I can pretend we are somewhere else and that we arranged to explore something new together.
But how many times have you fucked me since Mack sent me that email?
I’m guessing the paid jobs don’t count, so it was when Tye started entering my bedroom.
How many times did you do that, three?” asks Sophie.
Tye nods and I punch him in the shoulder.
“Ow, what was that for?”
“For pretending to be me three times.” Tye grunts but doesn’t complain any further.
Sophie continues, “Then I had both of you that night, so that’s five.
Then I went on that date and Flynn and Rory fucked my mouth and my pussy.
Seven. Then I had sex with Flynn the next morning.
Eight. Then Tye bent me over the bed when I was unpacking.
Nine. Then I slept with Rory that evening.
Ten. Then I was fucked on the sofa by Flynn as I sucked Tye and Mack.
Thirteen. Then I woke up with Mack inside of me.
Fourteen. Oh god, fourteen strikes of everything,” she whispers, the colour draining from her cheeks.
“We will make it better for you, Sophie,” Rory insists, convinced he can.
I admire him for that, he must know something we don’t.
I know his kink is pain and pleasure, I know Sophie always goes back for more.
But I also know he only ever uses the electro wand and that has different settings.
But I have seen his bite marks. So maybe Sophie can handle it if Rory thinks so.
“Let’s think of this smartly, Flynn would have the hardest strike force so he needs the wider surface area.
He gets the paddle. Then the three of us take whichever is left.
We forget your father or anyone is watching.
We make this a job, we make it our own. We can do this, we will make it better,” Rory says, bringing the calm to my storm right now.
“Sophie, can you handle it?” he asks softly and we all turn our eyes on her. She no longer looks quite so terrified.
“My colleague spent a week in a glass box for eight strangers. I think I can do this with four men who are claiming my heart,” she smiles determinedly back at us.
“Just hurt me and fuck me and get us out of here,” she says as she looks between us.
“But, let’s do it in our own way, yeah? This might be a punishment but I’m looking at all your bodies right now and all I can think is I am one lucky woman.
I don’t want to just be given what he’s instructed us to do.
Let’s do it the way we want to. We could make it pleasurable for one, I need you inside of me. ”
“Fuck, Kitten,” Flynn says as he leans in and kisses her softly. I can’t help the blood that is currently pumping down to my cock thinking about the things we can do with her if we can just forget my father is watching. If he wants a show, he’ll fucking get a show.