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the sofa. Brian pulled me down so that we were laying full length. He rather aggressively undid my shirt and struggled to get my bra off; I had to help him. He nuzzled my breasts while his hand went up under my skirt again, trying to pull my knickers down. As he was occupied with this, I looked across at Beth and Matthew. He had lifted her up off the floor and bent her over an arm of the chair, so that she was sideways to me. As I watched he raised her skirt and pulled her knickers down to her ankles. He put his hand between her legs and began to finger-fuck her. I could hear her gasping. While he did this she stared at me; I couldn't read from her expression what she was thinking. By this time Brian had finally got my knickers off. He pushed my legs apart and unzipped himself. I put my hand down to feel his cock; I always like to have a sense of what it is that is going into me. But before I could touch him he had pushed it in. He lay there with his full weight on my body. He was heavy, and I didn't feel there was much finesse in what he did, or much emotional engagement; there was a rather depressing brute physicality about it which did not appeal to me. Nonetheless I let him continue. He began to fuck me in a rather laboured manner. All this time I looked over to watch Beth and Matthew, though Brian seemed completely unmindful of them. Beth stared back at me as Matthew took his fingers out of her and replaced them with his cock. He fucked her while Brian fucked me. I lay there in silence while Beth made sounds of pleasure; there was no doubt which girl was the more involved in the proceedings.
        Afterwards we all got back in our clothes, or rather Matthew, Brian and I did. Matthew made Beth kneel on the floor naked while we all had a drink, rather pointedly not discussing the events of the past hour. Eventually Beth put her clothes on and she and Brian departed. It wasn't long after that Beth informed us that she and Brian had split. She said that he was prone to terrible rages, and that he had one fit of anger too many, becoming beside himself and screaming abuse at her. So she had told him she didn't want to see him any more. I confess that I was secretly relieved that I would not have to fuck him again.
        It was never quite clear to me whether Brian used physical violence against her, but perhaps the extreme nature of his outbursts meant that she lived in fear of it even if it didn't actually come to that. We had several long talks with her at this point about her previous sexual and emotional history. It appeared that she had a history of involvement with unsuitable men, several of whom got angry with her. Perhaps it wasn't strictly her fault that they did so, but the more she talked of her affairs the more there seemed to be a pattern, Beth had the knack of irritating men to the point where they lost control.
        It wasn't till much later, after it was all over between us, that I got any kind of purchase on this. At the time I thought she was mainly the victim of bad luck, and perhaps poor judgement in her selection of sexual partners. Matthew and I would surely sort her out, and then she would be able once more to engage freely with other people. But in the meantime, Matthew made it clear; she was not to have any more boyfriends. Dating was forbidden. When he announced this to her she looked a little crestfallen. But he convinced her that it was for her own good.
        'Annabel and I will take care of your sexual needs,' he said. 'We are going to cure you of bad habits, and train you to have positive experiences with men. But that is in the future. For now, you belong to us. We will take you back to square one sexually. No one will use you except by our consent. And we certainly shall not be allowing callow boys to mess around with your pretty little head.'
        It may sound like a demeaning way to address an adult girl in her mid-twenties, but in fact Beth thrived on this kind of talk. She