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The release felt beautiful, she let out a long moan, and buried her face into Matt's shoulder. She inhaled his cologne and tentatively kissed the skin in front of her mouth.
    "You like that baby? I told you it would feel good," Matt said. “Keep going. This feels sick."
    Jason apparently agreed, because his cock crept back up into her. She wasn't as tight around him anymore; the lubricant helped tremendously. The pain itself was actually pleasurable to her, and this revelation surprised her enough to utter a small gasp. The two cocks slowly going in and out of her using opposite directions caused a gratifying friction against the muscle walls that separated the two channels. One slid in and out of her pussy with relative ease due to the slickness she provided it, while the one in her ass labored through the slacking resistance.
    The hips beneath Rose moved upwards in a calculated rocking motion that once again put her mind at conflict determining which end she enjoyed more. Her moans turned from ones of pain into ones of delight. Her eyes closed beneath the blindfold, and she started to see the familiar color bursts in her brain that meant she once again started climbing those steps leading to orgasm.
    The reality of what they were doing to her crept into Rose's mind; she thought herself a whore for wanting to keep going. An element of shame crept into her thoughts, and she banished it as quickly as it arrived. She needed to let go. Hearing Jason's moans combined with deliberate, slower tempo thrusts reassured her. The fingers were playing with her deep inner folds again, and her hips didn’t know which direction to go. The multiple points stimulated at the same time sent exquisite shocks throughout her body, and competed for her mental attention.
    "I have to… she is creaming around me…" Jason moaned. Someone grabbed her hair and her head involuntarily jerked upwards. The pelvic motions beneath her halted; Matt emitted some sort of aural release, and his hot seed went everywhere inside her. Jason came at her harder; his grip on one of her hips dug in even more. A low guttural moan came from behind as several hard, fast jerks loosened her anus. Her mind exploded and shocks tore through her body. The screams coming from her mouth were indiscernible from ones of pleasure or pain. Everything blurred; Jason's loud grunts remained constant.
    And then it stopped with a final plunge. His clutching on her hips finally slacked, and his spent cock finally withdrew from her ass. They retreated from the orifices they previously occupied. Everything was wet with sweat, spunk, or saliva.
    Jason pulled her by her hair -- but more gently this time -- to a sitting position on top of Matt. His arms encircled her still heaving breasts and sweet kisses of relief dotted her neck and face.
    Hands on her stomach and wet thighs; possibly Matt's. She didn't know. She didn't care. Another set of kisses on her lips from a different mouth confirmed a new and odd sense of completeness filled her heart.

CHAPTER FIVE
Atonement

    They washed her like a baby afterwards. They removed her beautiful gown and water dripped on her from at least two directions. They refused to unbind her or take the blindfold off, and it felt stuck to her face. Pulsing water shot at all her slightly sore holes; she guessed the shower had multiple handheld shower heads. One with a heavy pressure kept aim at her clit, while another one pressed up against her aching asshole, and Rose felt consumed with water.
    I’m getting rinsed out.
    Someone soaped her up with something that smelled like coconut oil. Multiple hands rubbed her all over. The touches were gentle, and occasionally someone whispered "good girl" or "love you" in an ear. The subtle differences of the whispers made it hard to tell which one belonged to her husband. A new sense of submissive obedience kept her from saying anything. Rough textured towels dried her, with extra care spent on her long hair that insisted