Chapter Nineteen
Practice Makes Perfect
Lark
Apollo goes over the extensive list of requirements and works out a game plan. The first portion of the training list is up— double and triple penetration.
I make my way into the training room, the last to arrive. My skin is still sore from the full body waxing I received yesterday. At least I won't have to worry about shaving for a while. Everyone is here, even Brent. Marcus will be directing as usual. I’m nervous as I requested to forgo the drugs that make it easier to handle.
“You will all double up, but not complete that way. You can finish each other or yourselves off after your turn. There are two days left until the exhibition to run the gauntlet on that list. We can’t take the chance of accidental injury beforehand.”
Following his instructions, we all strip down. Since I’ve already tied my hair up, I get in the chair while Marcus takes the guys to line up on the wall next to me. Poles extend from the walls like checkmarks in between the rails I noticed the first time I was in here. “You four will stretch yourselves twice daily regardless of other activities. This will keep those areas limber.”
Marcus has each guy straddle the poles facing the wall and then adjusts the pole’s height. He brings a box and begins affixing black rubber dildos— all the same large size. “These will be standard, I’ll show you where they’re kept later. I’m sure you can all handle your own lubrication now. I’ll leave three tubes and a bottle on each tray. Just ask if you need more. After each of you reaches full penetration, I’ll start the counter. You’ll start with fifty strokes. I modified some step counters with a sensor that your ass has to pass over to trigger. The counts will be on the screen right here so you can watch for being done. These are all eleven inches in length and eight inches in circumference. Get them in at your own pace, and join us for Four’s training when you are finished. Oh, and full removal will be necessary to complete the stroke, there’s a sensor at the top too." That brings a groan from them all. With that, the guys are left to lube up and get started.
Marcus and Apollo are both going to be working with me. They’re starting out with three tubes of lube in each hole and progressive stretching of width and depth. I’m sitting partially reclined with my legs open and knees bent high, getting the best exposure and angle. As the lube is applied, I watch the guys. Braeden and Emmett get their tubes popped in and out quickly and line up almost simultaneously on their dildos. Spreading their asses on the wet silicone, they get just the tip pressing on their holes before sinking down onto them. With slow presses forward and back, they're soon seated fully on them. I look over, and Brent and Rex are both about halfway— panting. I almost laugh at their expressions. They both kinda deserve it— Brent after that lovely first meeting, among other things— and Rex for the night we were kidnapped.
The finger-like trainers Marcus and Apollo are using are long. They’re sliding them in one at a time as far as I can take them, then holding them pressed in with the opposite hand. They’re marked for Braeden’s length and counted out for Marcus’ width. Marcus is working on my rear while Apollo takes my front. I had asked why not stretch them separately, but with one of the tasks on the checklist being taking Marcus and Braeden at the same time, Marcus said this will be most like that. By the third in each hole, my attention is mostly pulled away from the guys.
I hear Rex muttering that taking Braeden the first day hadn’t been as bad as this, with Braeden retorting that he told him he took it easy on his ass. I think Rex finally believes him, and he must push down too hard because I hear him yelp again. This time I can’t hold back the chuckle until Marcus matches Apollo for the fourth and starts working it in my now-filled anus. Marcus tells me once they get several in, they can place them in the center of the others so the edges of my openings aren’t hurt by being pried at, just all the other sticks expanding outward. The fifth comes, and I’m afraid to move. I feel stuffed and still have three to go in each place.
They pause as a beep sounds with another following a few seconds later.
Apollo turns his attention to the guys. "Did you two have a race?" He sounds amused, and I’m not surprised to see that it’s Braeden and Emmett.
I look fondly at Emmett now— after the last week we've grown close— and at least today, they’ll be the first up. I groan as they resume with six. By the time they reach eight I almost sound like Rex did a few minutes ago, who's also finished now, and has come over to observe.
"Holy, shit." Is of course what comes out of his mouth when he sees me so full. Dick.
Eight makes it in my pussy, but my ass is rebelling and I’m panting at the pain. Marcus frowns at me.
"Four, are you sure you don't want the drug? It'll help take the edge off."
I shake my head. "No, I don’t want it." I ignore him calling me Four again. He's explained, that even with Apollo using the hammer, they need to try to stay in character as much as possible to avoid slip-ups.
He sighs in defeat and turns to gets the tubes— slimmer than the rods he’s using— filled with gel, and I eye them in trepidation. Pulling a rod out of each hole, I breathe a little easier. He picks up one tube, explaining when I balk, "It's only got lidocaine mixed in for numbing."
I nod and he applies it to the ring of muscle at the entrance before moving further in. Sighing with relief before he’s even finished, I start to feel better. Two more of plain lube follow in my ass as well as three in my vagina. Finished, they both start twisting the rods and moving them back and forth, spreading the lubrication, and getting me worked up in the process.
The rod that was removed is replaced more easily, and slowly, my ass takes it. I get nine in my pussy without any pain— it's the last— even though Apollo has to work it in with effort. I see all the men have gathered and are staring at my crotch, palming their dicks.
Marcus goes for the center of the group in my backdoor but can’t get it started. Braeden suggests pulling them all out halfway, together, spreading the ends so they're not grouped so tightly, and inserting it to the same depth, before then sliding them all in at once so it doesn’t get hung up. They feel like one piece sliding out like that, and when the other rod sinks in, it spreads them out even more, making me gasp at the strain.
Before Marcus pushes them back in, Apollo gets a wand vibrator and starts rubbing it over my clit. Soon I’m getting into it, and Marcus starts pushing the rods in together. As he does, the vibrator on my clit kicks up a couple notches, and I moan while my pussy and ass spasm. My ass is spasming so much, and with the rods already being so far in and with pressure on them, they start sucking in on their own, making me arch and emit incoherent noises at the insane fullness and pinching pleasure I’m feeling.
Abruptly, much to everyone’s surprise, I come hard. As I calm from my orgasm, I become aware of the desirous expressions around me. I’m slightly embarrassed, but then I remember I just watched them fuck themselves on dildos.
Marcus starts pulling out rods and throwing them in a basin to be washed later. As the last of them come out, I feel oddly empty and still slightly open. The guys are all staring— fixated— at the space between my legs. Marcus waves his hand forward, and that’s all it takes. Rex drops to his knees and starts eating me out. Licking and sucking like his life depends on it I feel his tongue spear deep until he withdraws a minute later to carry me to the swing. With Marcus helping, I’m secure in minutes. It’s disorienting to be in it. I can be in virtually any position while suspended with the height adjusted for whoever needs it. Braeden hangs back with Marcus. I know they’ll be doing their thing together afterwards, and I get nervous goosebumps imagining it. Rex and Brent get in the two remaining swings, and Emmett and Apollo bring them closer on their tracks before Apollo tips me back into Rex’s arms. He immediately starts to play with my tits, twisting and pulling at my nipples the way he knows I enjoy.
“Are you wet for me, baby?” he whispers in my ear. I nod my head yes, choosing— for now— to ignore our status as a non-couple. Emmett comes up to me with something held behind his back.
“I think she likes that, Rex, but she’s going to like this even more.” It’s now become a competition as to who can get the best reaction from me. I feel something cold and slick probe my entrance. Trussed up in the straps of the swing like I am, absolutely everything is on display and easily accessed. It sinks in about an inch and is decently wide. At that point I feel another wet probe on my other entrance, and I tense some in nervousness.
“Relax, baby, you’ll like it. I promise.” Promises from Rex are honored until it suits him differently, I’m sure. He starts rolling my nipples instead of pulling on them, and brings his head down to lightly bite the space between my neck and shoulder. He knows that’s a hot spot for me, and I moan, distracted as he'd obviously intended.
While I’m busy trying to remember why I’m mad at Rex, the second object penetrates me. It’s thinner than the one in front, but not by much. I feel stretched and very turned on. As both pieces move up into me, I feel little rubbery strings that are slightly stiff tickle across my clit. Once the toy is seated fully, the base of those strings is pressed under it where it’s extra sensitive, and then they come up, surrounding it in a vee shape.
Emmett does something, resulting in a click, and my ass comes alive with vibrations. Another click, and what feel like small beads begin to spin inside me. The third click brings the strings around my clit to life. Emmett grinds it against me, rolling it in a tight circle. I’m moaning in pleasure in minutes, and right before I come again, he pulls it out.