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  He pushes inside, and I can’t help but moan out as his massive cock stretches me. I’m so full.

  And he’s only just started.

  He thrusts in and out of me, not going deep, driving me crazy by teasing me. It’s not enough. I need more. I lift my hips, pulling him closer, and then fuck.

  Sparks ignite. His cock is so thick that it stretches me as he slides deeper. I’m wrapped so tight around him, and it feels so magical that I see pinpricks of rainbow colored light behind my eyelids.

  The wet sound of his cock pushing into my drenched, hungry pussy is so hot that I clench around him, getting wetter with every passing second. I take that cock like a good girl.

  But I want more. I rock against him, and then just as I start to think I can’t possibly take any more, his hips surge forward, pushing the last inch into me, bottoming out deep inside my pussy. He holds himself there for just a moment while I get used to the feeling.

  And that’s it. I’m no longer a virgin. My captors, sexy as hell, have turned me into a filthy dirty girl that can’t get enough.

  I moan, my back arching as I revel in the new feeling. I want to be a dirty girl. I want these men to ravage my body and make me come again and again and again until my reality becomes one giant fucking endless orgasm.

  Then he’s moving again, thrusting in and out of me, fucking me slowly, pulling his cock out halfway and then sheathing himself in me completely. I let the air out of my lungs with a long, soft moan.

  Held in place by my bonds and seven men, I just ride the wave as he continues to fuck me gently. As my body gets used to his huge cock, I start moving my hips in time with him, craving the delicious way he fills me.

  Sensing my sudden impatience, he thrusts into me harder, bringing his cock out a little bit further each time.

  Soon I’m crying out every time he rocks his hips into me.

  “Ohh, fuck, this feels amazing!” I say, as he slams his cock into me over and over. I don’t ever want it to stop.

  I hear the other men around us, panting and groaning. I hear the slap of fists on flesh as they undoubtedly jerk off to watching me get fucked.

  And fuck, the idea of that has me flying right off the edge again, totally unexpectedly.

  I come hard, an earth-shattering body-ravaging orgasm that leaves me feeling like the dirty little slut I’ve become. And I want more.

  But he pulls out, leaving me feeling empty. I cry out in protest as all the men suddenly pull away, leaving me missing their hands and mouths and cocks like I never would have imagined.

  Then someone removes my blindfold. They untie my hands. I’m free.

  But I’m not. I don’t want to be free. I want to be their captive, their sex slave, for as long as they want.

  They’re all staring at me, cocks throbbing and dripping, waiting for what I’ll do next. So I do the only logical thing a girl can do when faced with seven intimidatingly huge cocks.

  I spread my legs wider and say, “Who’s next?”

  That’s all they need to hear. They all come at me again.

  Fingers tighten in my hair, and when I turn my face to the side, Marshall is there, his cock already dripping with pre-cum. It’s just as intimidating as Kaden’s whose cock I find in my hand, and I smile at the sight of it. Justin wraps my other hand around his cock.

  “It’s about to be even more amazing,” Arsen says, rubbing his bulging cock all over my tits while I grip and stroke Kaden and Justin.

  Marshall teases my lips with his cock, and I dart my tongue out to taste him. I moan at the delicious salty taste.

  Samuel steps up and moves between my legs, gripping my hips, then flipping me over so I’m on my knees. Ares comes up and lifts me up so that my back rests on his hard chest. I feel his massive cock push out my ass.

  And oh god, I realize how much I crave that too. What have these men done to me? I want all of their cocks anywhere and everywhere I can put them.

  Samuel crawls onto the bed, lifting me until I’m straddling him, with Ares still right behind me. Apollo’s there too, and I reach for his cock. I want a piece of them all, all at the same time.

  Resting on the bed, Samuel takes my hips in his hands and pulls me down, guiding me onto his cock. Then I’m riding him wildly, loving how it feels to fuck from this new angle.

  Apollo moves forward to close the distance between us, and I bend down to wrap my lips around his cock. I feel Ares’ fingers stroke my ass gently, his cock rubbing between my ass cheeks.

  They all watch my face intently as Ares’ thick head presses against my asshole. My eyes go wide as I realize where he intends to fit that enormous cock before I gasp and whimper as he pushes it in. My ass is still slick and wet from coming earlier, and his cock slides right inside.

  Oh my god. I’m filled as full as I can get with Samuel in my pussy, Apollo in my mouth, and Ares in my ass. All I can do is stare into their eyes as I’m stretched by three giant cocks.

  Once all three of them are completely inside of me, the other men crowd in again. I reach for whoever’s cocks I can get my hands on first.

  When Samuel starts to fuck me harder from below, I feel like I’m going to lose my mind. Having all these cocks inside of me at once is intoxicating. The way they slip in and out of sync as they move in me, the way that each of them fills and stretches me beyond what I thought possible.

  Soon, they find a rhythm, with one pulling out as the other thrusts in. And all the while I suck on Ares’ cock, taking it deep into my throat while I grip and tug on two more with my hands. I feel two more cocks are there, rubbing all over my body.

  “Please! Oh, please!” I say, hardly recognizing that the desperate voice is my own.

  “Please what, baby?” Arsen says in my ear. “What do you want us to do?”

  “Please fuck me harder! Make me come!”

  I feel Ares’ cock start to move in and out of my ass at a quicker pace, and Samuel speeds up to match him. My muscles clench around them as the pressure starts to build up again, more intensely than before.

  I feel full to the point of bursting. Then just as the first waves of climax start to take hold, everything changes.

  They’re pulling out of me, passing me off, then shoving me full of cock again.

  I lose track of who’s where. All I know is by the time they’re done with me, I know I’ll have had each one of their cocks in every hole.

  “You're fucking incredible, Caroline,” Kaden says, his voice laced with lust.

  “We’re going to make you cum until you forget that pretty name of yours,” Marshall growls softly into my ear.

  I have no doubt that’s exactly what they’re going to do.

  I see Justin move to one side of me, his sculpted cock hovers just over my face. I don't even know if I can fit my lips around his head, much less the massive shaft, but that isn't going to stop me from trying.

  I look up into his eyes and open my mouth slowly, sticking my tongue out to receive his cock. I hear a sharp intake of air and then he swears softly under his breath as he looks down at my eager face.

  When his head passes through my lips, I stroke the bottom of his shaft with my tongue, slowly taking more of his cock in little by little. As his cock hits the back of my throat, I swallow reflexively. My throat grips his cock and draws it down a little further.

  He swears again in surprise. I lean toward him a little, letting his cock push further down my throat until I have to breathe. I grip the base of his shaft and pull it from my mouth, gasping for air.

  As soon as I’ve caught my breath, I grab Marshall and do the same, taking him in deep. My tongue slowly slides down his cock, the taste of him filling my mouth. His head bumps against the back of my throat again and I suck and lick, coaxing him deeper into my throat once more.

  His cock presses against my palate, not budging. I move my mouth up and down a little, letting him fuck the back of my throat, curious how to get more of him inside me. I taste his pre-cum dripping into my mouth
and swallow again, his cock sliding back down my throat once more just as he pushes against me.

  I'm impaled to the hilt in every orifice. Kaden and Apollo have started fucking me again slowly as I start working my mouth up and down Arsen’s shaft. He moans and grips my hair, fucking my mouth in time with my breathing.

  With Arsen rubbing against the back of my throat, and Kaden and Apollo fucking my ass and pussy with increasing speed, I start to feel the urge to cum building up in me again.

  I’m determined to fight it off until they explode inside of me, but I don’t know if I can. I focus my attention on sucking Arsen’s cock faster, my hand working all the other shafts as I struggle to get a little bit of all of them. I come up for air.

  Kaden’s cock is the first to start twitching inside of me. His fingers grip my hips tightly as he moans.

  “Your ass is so fucking tight,” he says, and pumps his cock into me fast several more times. My own cum is running down my legs, coating all their cocks as they’ve each had their turn with me, and everything is wet and sticky.

  But I want more. I want their cum.

  Marshall squeezes my tits hard. I feel his cock twitching in my hand as he moans. My own moans are muffled around Samuel’s cock now, and I can tell he’s close too.

  Samuel’s cock pops out of my mouth audibly as I start to lose control, unable to do anything but let these seven men ravage my body.

  I throw my head back and grind against Apollo as Justin fucks me even harder. Everyone is everywhere and I can’t keep up.

  “I’m going to cum soon. Fuck!” I say, bucking my hips wildly.

  I give out an animalistic scream as the orgasm washes over me, making my whole body shake yet again. As the waves of pleasure roll over me, I look at all the men surrounding me.

  “Please cum on me. All of you, I need your cum all over me!” I say, the words spilling out of my mouth desperately, half-mad with desire.

  My words drive them over the edge, and they all pull out, leaving me to collapse on my back, empty, but still jerking themselves off to the sight of my sticky cum-soaked pussy.

  Then the first rope of cum splatters my face and I open my mouth, taking more on my tongue and lips. Seven massive cocks unload all over me.

  I reach out for them and more cum rolls down my hands and wrists. More hits my chin and my throat. I have splatters all over my tits, on my stomach and pussy and face.

  It’s everywhere. I’m covered in what seems like gallons of hot sticky cum. And they just keep going, spreading ropes of cum everywhere.

  I open my mouth wider, wanting all of it. My hair and face are covered with their cum and I gulp down as much as I can catch in my mouth. I can’t get enough.

  Finally, they emptied themselves all over me.

  “Is that what you needed, baby? Cum?” Apollo says.

  I look around me and see they’re all still there, cocks still hard and ready. Holy fuck, I think they could do it all over again.

  Seven gorgeous men with seven incredible cocks, who are all looking at me like they could swallow me whole, surround me. A little chill runs down my spine, and for just a moment I almost feel a little helpless.

  “I think we’ve got plenty of what you need. Unlimited supply,” Arsen says, looking around the circle with a smirk.

  I turn my head around and look at each one of them, licking my lips. They're still wet with the taste of cum.

  But there’s one thing I want to know. How we all taste together.

  I reach down between my legs and gather all the cum that’s pooled there. Then I take my other hand and run it along my body, making sure I get all their mixed up cum that’s covering me everywhere.

  And I mix it with my own and lick my fingers clean. I close my eyes and moan. It tastes so good.

  I'm marked with the scent and the taste of each of them, drenched head to toe in cum, the sticky fluid tickling my skin as it runs all over me. I run my hands over my body again. Not an inch of me is dry.

  I drop my hands to my thighs again, needing just a little more. I move upward until my fingers brush my clit. Watching each of them cum has me dripping and ready. I circle my clit with two fingers while I dip two more into my pussy.

  I bring myself to the edge of climax yet again, using the cum covering my body as lube.

  Then I throw my head back and moan, the final waves of pleasure shooting through me as they all watch me pant and shudder, finally satisfied.

  Chapter 9

  Apollo

  I'm sitting with Samuel at the bar in the lower level strip club. He's one of my favorite people to commiserate with because, like me, he lets the world come to him.

  Men like us don’t have to lift a finger for anything, and Samuel especially embodies this. Right now, he's directing the sexy bartender to serve us another round of scotch.

  "So, last night was profound, huh?" I ask him. "It wasn't just me, right?"

  We've been with women together before, but last night was incredible. Deflowering that beautiful woman was like nothing I’ve ever experienced.

  I'm hooked.

  "It definitely wasn't just you. Did you see her ass in the moonlight? It's so tight."

  "Yeah, trust me, I saw." I chuckle. We all got a chance at that tight little ass.

  Seeing Caroline like that was something else. She’s more beautiful than any woman I’ve ever seen. Partially because of her innocence, but more so because of her willingness and desire to give herself to us like she did.

  And to enjoy it so fucking much. I didn’t see that coming.

  What I really wasn’t expecting was to become so enthralled with her. Her naked beauty caught me off guard, and frankly, it’s all I’ve been able to think about.

  "You think she has a favorite one out of us yet?" Samuel asks as our drinks arrive, barely glancing at the bartender despite her efforts to get our attention.

  "Yeah,” I say. “Me."

  He knows I'm only halfway kidding. My ego is never bruised. I’m the most confident man you'll ever meet, and that boldness is what makes me so successful. It’s just who I am.

  This healthy sense of self-assurance is part of the reason why I'm the unofficial leader of this band of brothers. There’s nobody that can get shit done like I can.

  And that applies just as much—no, more—when it comes to fucking.

  Right now all I want is to fuck Caroline again until everything else in the world ceases to exist.

  "You wish. I know you're fucking cocky, Apollo, but it will get you nowhere with her. She'll see through you in a heartbeat. She probably already does."

  "It doesn't matter. I'll win in the end." I always do. Women love me. Don’t try to tell me women don’t like a man who can take charge in any situation. I know what I’m about.

  I’m the best at everything I do. The Midas touch. So no, it doesn’t matter if Samuel thinks Caroline won’t go for my arrogance. I know better.

  I cock an eyebrow and smirk at him. "Want to make a wager on that?"

  We’re just about to make the bet when our boss Archibald Cox appears out of fucking nowhere. He has this tendency to creep up on you. And he has the uncanny ability to see all the moving parts at once.

  Nothing gets past him, which is probably what makes him one of the most sophisticated crime lords in the country. He's not someone you want to defy and he's not someone to take lightly. Coming from me, that’s saying something.

  "So, what'd you bring me?” he asks sidling up beside me. “If it's not around twenty million dollars, then I'm not sure I want to know."

  He reaches for my glass and takes a long hard slug of my drink. I didn't offer it to him, but it is his bar in a way, and he always takes what he wants, even from me.

  I pull at my collar because it makes me furious to have to swallow my pride for this guy, even if he is the whole reason I'm in business. I'm fucking fuming, and Samuel can tell.

  He takes the edge off by saying, "We got the girl. We have Edwin's daughter."
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br />   Archibald scoffs dismissively. "Oh, her? Honestly, I'm not sure the asshole cares enough about her to go out of his way to make the exchange."

  His comment feels like a stab in the back to Caroline, and I want to go off on him. She’s not just any old girl. There’s something special about her, and it's really fucking hard to sit here and listen to this guy be such a dick. I really want to throat punch the bastard right now.

  I have the balls to at least say, "His daughter is a fucking catch. He'd be lucky to get her back. But you know what? If he doesn’t care enough, maybe we’ll just keep her as our little pet."

  Samuel smirks at me because we both know how very true this is. The seven of us talked about it. After last night, we have no intention of letting her go, even if her ass of a father does prove good on his word.

  Archibald sneers. "Well, don't get too attached. We'll give him until the end of January to come up with the eighteen million he owes me. And if he doesn’t? Well, the daughter can die and we'll seize his accounts. Simple. I’ll get my money one way or the other, even it means I have to wipe out an entire family dynasty. Do you fucking understand me?"

  I keep myself aloof when I say, "We killed the wife—isn't that a big enough message?" I'm hoping this will appease his desire for blood. "Can't we just close in on him now?"

  "No. That woman was a casualty, no one of any real significance. We need to keep the daughter for collateral for now, but in the end, we'll kill them all. No one steals from Archibald Cox, you hear me? Listen up. If he doesn't pay by the end of January, we’ll take that girl back to his house and make Edwin watch as you seven men rape and then kill her. Right in front of him. Actually, you know what? I’ll take it up a notch. I’ll make him watch me rape and kill her. You got me?"

  "Yeah, Archibald, we got it," I say through gritted teeth, hating the words that come out of my mouth. It makes me sick to hear him talk about Caroline like that. But what the fuck else am I supposed to say? Well have to figure this shit out, but right now I want him out this fucking building.

  "Fine, then it's all settled."

  He's gone as quickly as he appeared. The man’s always dressed in black and often furs, too. He's absurd but he's also dangerously deranged. You don't want to mess with someone like that. Someone who goes off half-cocked because he’s unstable and in charge of vast amounts of deadly weapons.