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"Stop," Madam said, and Gold removed his fingers at once.
A desperate sob left my throat, but I quickly covered my mouth and ducked my head, praying that she hadn't heard it.
I couldn't look at them, couldn't show them how affected I was. How much I wanted them to continue.
"If she wants to get off, she can do it herself. If she wants any of us to help her, then she can ask us herself," Madam said.
What? I blinked, my mind muddled. I was trying to catch my breath and gather my thoughts, but it was proving difficult.
My body felt too hot, my hard nipples poking Gold's chest through my dress, yearning to be touched. I quickly covered my breasts. I couldn't. I couldn't do this to myself in front of them.
And they knew it. They knew what they were doing to me. Teasing me until I couldn't bear it anymore. Making me feel desperate and needy. They were enjoying watching me struggle. Enjoying the power they had over me.
"H-help," I stuttered, finally finding my voice, "Help..."
They chuckled, and Gold resumed his movements. His fingers stroked in between my folds slowly, and I whimpered again.
"Just relax." Gold said, his voice low, "And enjoy yourself."
"M-madam," I breathed in protest, "Not without... Madam. I can't enjoy it... without Madam."
I struggled in his grasp, but he didn't let me go. He kept spreading the wetness over my folds.
"No, no, no," I cried, "Stop. Please. No more."
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Madam was mad at me. And if I enjoyed myself without her permission, wouldn't that make her madder?
My mind began to clear. I shouldn't allow myself to feel pleasure if Madam wasn't.
I shouldn't feel anything if she wasn't feeling it too. I couldn't be happy if she wasn't. I couldn't enjoy myself if she wasn't. I couldn't have any of this without her, without them.
"Give her to me," Madam said, and Gold stopped immediately, passing me to her.
I trembled as Madam supported my bottom in her hands. The need didn't go away, it just curled up tighter inside me. All it took was her touch, and I was already burning again.
Without her, none of this would exist. Without her males, none of this would exist either. I wanted to make them all feel good too. I wanted to make them happy, just like they made me. But would they ever let me?
"I'm sorry, we took it too far," Madam apologized, supporting my weight, "I messed up," she hugged me to her body, and I wrapped my arms around her neck, clinging to her.
"I don't want to steal anyone," I confessed, "I don't want to steal any of your males, Madam. It won't...it won't be the same. It won't be right. Without you, it won't be the same... They won't be the same..."
"Don't be ridiculous," she chided, pinching my bottom, making me moan out quietly. I was still sensitive and she noticed it because she did it again. This big tease...
"There's nothing to steal. They have always been mine, and they will always be mine," Madam continued, her voice softening, "...It's me, who allowed them to seduce you. Why are you so stupid for not realizing this?"
She sighed, hugging me closer, "So stupid. So gullible… not my type at all." A beat. "But damn, are you cute."
They were all far more experienced, more confident and older than I was, so I tried to act mature, not... cute. Stupid and gullible were on the dot though.
How could I compare myself to the likes of them? They knew who they were and didn't need anyone to tell them. It was like they had been through the worst and nothing could scare them anymore.
"I'll work harder," I whispered into her shoulder, "I'll study harder, serve harder, work harder, anything harder… everything… I'll work hard on everything."
The males laughed, making fun of me again, "First thing you gotta work on is your beast aura, Little Miss. Sorry for earlier, we didn't mean to knock you out like that."
"It's alright." I hid my face deeper into her neck, shuddering when they released their auras.
"Alright?" They repeated, increasing the pressure, "Are you sure?"
"..." I felt my face grow hotter. I never knew teasing could be this embarrassing and pleasurable at the same time.
"You must not let anyone else beside me and my boys touch you, do you understand? Not a single finger. Not even their breath should touch you," Madam was the only one who took me seriously as she always did, "Promise me."
I shook my head. What happened today could happen again, so I couldn't promise such a thing. I didn't want to lie to her.
"Then we'll make sure of it ourselves," she said in a stern tone, "Don't go anywhere without one of us with you."
I wanted to say, yes, but that would mean always being a bother to them, to her. And I didn't want to be a burden. So, I shook my head again, and she groaned in displeasure, pinching my bottom again, more gently this time.
"Here." Madam returned me to Gold, my heart still pounding against my ribs as she made me cling to him, "Take responsibility for making her cry," she told him and he was left speechless.
"Me? But Yali..." Gold began, and she kissed his cheek, patting it gently.
"I know. It's not your fault," she said to Gold, and he looked relieved to hear her say that, "Don't do things you don't want to do, and if anyone tells you to do things you don't want to, let me know. I will take care of them."
She glared at Vick, who raised his hands innocently not without licking his fingers clean first.
"Don't be mad at Vick," Gold smiled at her, "I'm open to trying new things."
"Are you?" she asked.
"Yes. With you, I'm open to anything," Gold admitted, making Madam give him a longer pat on the cheek.
"Carrying Little Miss makes me feel strong, like a male, not a carriage horse," Gold gave Michael a pointed look, "It's a nice change."
"Hey," Michael called, "It's only during rainy days that I ask you for a ride."
"And you are heavy. Little Miss is not. She's light and soft. Very comfortable." Gold hugged me closer to his chest. "I like carrying her, so find someone else to carry you when it rains," he told Michael.
Michael looked around, and everyone avoided his glance, except Madam, who smiled at him. "I'll carry you if you ask me nicely."
"I'd rather drag my ass through the mud than let you carry me." Michael declined when Madam raised her playful hands at him, "No, don't even think about it...Darling," he took a step back when she began to run after him.