“I need to go to the bathroom now!” I would be mortified if I had a bowel movement by accident—especially on camera—but that was what my body was threatening to do if I didn’t run to the toilet that sat off in the corner in its small little compartment of a room.
“No. You have to take it all before you’re allowed up.” Stefano held the nozzle firmly in my hole and placed his palm over the small of my back to remind me to stay in position.
“I can’t,” I moaned. “Please. You don’t understand.” I didn’t want to tell them that I had to go bad, but I couldn’t hold it any longer.
“Hailey,” Stefano warned. “Listen to me.”
The cramping intensified, and I felt as if I would explode at any second. Sweat began to coat my skin. “Please! I…” I clenched my anus as tightly as I could to hold it back. The action only reminded me that something foreign was inside of me. “I can’t,” I whined.
“Do you want me to distract you?” he asked.
I nodded and just whimpered in response.
Stefano reached around and gently massaged my extended belly, which did seem to relieve some of the pressure. When my whimpers stopped, he sat back and ran his fingers down the seam of my ass, circling the nozzle, massaging the stretched flesh of my invaded anus. His fingers then left the taboo spot and dipped down to my sex. When he touched me, I realized I was dripping wet.
“Ahhh, my naughty girl is all nice and wet. Dirty, dirty girl.” He ran his fingertip around my clit and then dipped down to the folds of my pussy, collecting my juices, and then back to my clit for more delicious ministrations.
The one thing I had to admit as I moaned in both agony and pleasure was Stefano had successfully managed to help me relax enough to take all the water. I wasn’t comfortable, but at least I wasn’t in a panic that I would have an accident while Gio filmed it.
“Now that’s a good girl,” Stefano praised as he stopped playing with my clit and patted my butt cheek. “You took all the water. Do you have to go to the bathroom?”
“Yes…” I moaned. A sharp slap to my ass had me quickly saying, “Yes, sir.”
Would they make me use the toilet on camera as well? I didn’t want to, but at this stage, I didn’t care what it would take to be able to relieve the immense pressure. The control it took to hold it all in made my legs quiver.
“All right, naughty girl. I’m going to pull out this tube. When I do, you are going to have to work extra hard to hold it all in. It’s going to feel like you have no choice but to release. But if you do, a severe consequence will follow. So, you need to be a good girl, and get up and run to the toilet.”
I nodded and moaned loudly as waves of cramps attacked, one after another.
“You can close the door for privacy since you have been such a good girl. I will be waiting in your bedroom. Meet me in there when you are finished. Welcome to our manor. You have a long way to go, but you just earned yourself some more comfort items.”
He patted my behind softly before he very slowly eased the nozzle from my puckered hole. He was correct when he said it felt like I would go right then and there. I cried out in fear of having an accident in front of them. Clenching tightly, which only made the pulling of the tube out more uncomfortable, I somehow managed to run to the small room that only held a toilet and closed the door behind me.
Was this all worth the amount of comforts actually earned?
How much more of this could I endure?
How long would this take? Was this my new life? If I had their baby, would the discipline cease? Was this temporary or forever?
Penance was owed, and I clearly would be paying in the most wicked ways imaginable. My sinful sentence had begun. I was now a possession of the Bennato Brothers. I was a breeder, and theirs.
Chapter Five
Thomas
I couldn’t watch the video of Hailey any longer or my cock would explode.
“Holy fucking Christ,” I said more to myself rather than to the men in the security office.
“She’s a hot piece of ass,” Marco said as his eyes were glued to the screen as Stefano spanked Hailey’s bare bottom.
A sense of primal possession surged through me. If it wasn’t for the fact that Marco was one of my most trusted men, I would have shot him right then and there for even daring speak about the soon-to-be mother of my child.
“First rule is you fuckers keep your hands off. She belongs to my brother and me only. Yes, she’s a captive, but she is our captive. Any man who dares go near her will be a dead man. Don’t even talk to her. No contact at all.”