[FFM] [BDSM] The [F]irst time that both o[F] my DO[M]s [F]ucked me together (Part 3 of 3) (Long, but the audio version is great)

(Reader’s notes)

(TL;DR in the comments along with links to all of the other parts)

(While most of the relevant information is included in parts 1, 2, and 3 of the posts with the same title as this one, this is a continuation of “When I was twenty-two I spent about a year as a financially compensated sex slave to a couple over twice my age” and this event was the climax of my first week with them. However, these three posts can be read or listened to in order as stand-alone posts. If you read these and want to find out how it all started, or if you just want to start at the beginning, links are in the comments)

(All three of these posts have been proofread multiple times, so there shouldn’t be any grammatical errors, which is why the audio sounds so good)

(This part picks up right where Part 2 left off)

(Thank you all for allowing me to share some of my most intimate memories with you)

(End notes)

Part 3 – Twisted Passions

[FFM] [BDSM] The [F]irst time that both o[F] my DO[M]s [F]ucked me together (Part 1 of 3) (Long and mostly context, but the audio version is good)

(Reader’s notes):

(TL;DR in the comments)

(This is everything that happened on my sixth consecutive night with my two Doms and their other slave, Sweetie. If you’d like to know what led up to this particular night, links to the previous parts are in the comments)

(No, I didn’t mess up the title, there were four people involved. This first post is mostly just context. If you wanna check out the sex, there’s foreplay starts near the middle of this post and the next two posts are pretty much all sex. the next two parts should already be posted if you want to skip the character descriptions)

(The character descriptions are marked by the next “readers note” after the first 11 paragraphs. Judith’s description is at the beginning of Part 9)

(Thank you for reading)

(End readers’ notes)

Part 8 – Prelude

A very important thing to understand about me is that I’m human.

[FF] [BDSM] When I was twenty two, I spent about a year as a financially compensated sex slave to a couple over twice my age. (Part 7.5 – just context)

Part 7.5

(Note: there’s no sex, just context regarding the remainder of that third night. End note.)

I couldn’t hear what Sweetie and Judith were discussing by the door, but eventually Judith ordered me to get off the bed and come over to them. The vibrators were still buzzing and it made movement difficult especially through the fatigue I felt, but I obeyed as quickly as my body could manage on my trembling legs. It was all I could do to stand, let alone walk, but I did as I was told with sheer force of will, I’d like to believe so, anyways. Eventually I stood in front of Judith, but standing still would prove impossible with the vibrators still active.

I watched as Judith gracefully reached a hand up to Sweetie’s face and brush her hair back over her left ear, both of them smiling intimately at one another before looking to me in my piteous state, their expressions not faltering. I mean, there I was, twitching from the sensations once more coursing through my most sensitive parts, covered in sweat, with two streaks of blood down the front of my chest that were more like smeared lines of scarlet in the dim light, and I had never been so fatigued from simply lying down on a bed for a little while.

[FF] [BDSM] When I was twenty two, I spent about a year as a financially compensated sex slave to a couple over twice my age. (Part 7) (Very long)

(TL;DR is in the comments)

*(Note for the softies):*

This is an obligatory “trigger warning” for “violence” depending on your own perceptions. Also, some detailed psychological trauma, but if you’ve read the other parts then it’s not much worse than that.)

*(Very long note to EVERYONE reading this):*

One of the real hearts of the matter that Part 7 focuses on is a very simple concept:
‘Consent.’

When it comes to sex, or any other action performed by an individual’s body that might effect another individual in some way, whether the final result of such an action is positive or negative, the most important thing is consent. This is true whether it’s violence and sex, theft or generosity, polite manners or rudeness, all the way up to the grander things like war or peace between groups of individuals. Whether that group is bonded as a faith, ideology, corporation or just a piece of land with some people on it that call themselves a nation, state, town, or community, individuals give one another consent that something should or should not happen. This is a key factor of human behavior on every scale of society. For example, sometimes people break laws, and then sometimes they are caught by authorities or sometimes no one else knows that anything happened at all.

[FF], When I was twenty two, I spent about a year as a financially compensated sex slave to a couple over twice my age. (Part 2) (Final edit for audiobot)

*Before I continue telling what happened after part 1, there are a few notes I feel are important*

*A note to everyone reading/listening to this:*

If you don’t like violence and sex mixing, then this probably won’t be your cup of tea. That’s fine, that’s why I tried to make the title as clear and concise as possible. When I start to get more descriptive with the violent stuff in later posts I’ll leave try to leave trigger warnings or something if people here think I should. I’ve heard that reddit has gotten really PC about that sort of stuff in the past few years.

[FF] (BDSM) When I was twenty two, I spent about a year as a financially compensated sex slave to a couple over twice my age. (Part 6)

**Part 6**

I followed Judith into the house on shaky legs, still dripping from my orgasm a moment before, I focused on my new life goal as I stared in wonder at all the names on her back. Seventy-eight women’s names, probably over the course of two decades, maybe less. Her tattoo was a compendium of women just like me. She had chosen me. She wanted to add me to that beautiful tapestry. She wouldn’t have told me the significance of those names if she didn’t want to add me to it. I wanted to be a part of this gorgeous woman. To have a symbol of my life and all our experiences together to be etched onto her skin beneath Sweetie’s own unfinished chain. I would do anything to make it so. Anything.

[FF], When I was twenty two, I spent about a year as a financially compensated sex slave to a couple over twice my age. (Part 5)

**Part 5**

Once Henry had left the house Judith was there to help soothe Sweetie and I. The thing about Judith is that her libido was even stronger than Henry’s and she had been looking forward to getting some action with her newest plaything once she was home from work. Henry had foiled her hopes for such an evening because neither Sweetie or I were in any condition to please her. However, she was compassionate towards us and didn’t let on that she was disappointed that I wouldn’t be able to perform for a while. I knew I could take a lot, I was a pretty tough chick, but Henry had broken something inside me and my mind had gone numb from the shock of it all.

[FFM], When I was twenty two, I spent about a year as a financially compensated sex slave to a couple over twice my age. (Part 4)

*Quick note*

The beginning of this part picks up right where Part 3 leaves off.

*Important note*

Before you read this, I’d just like to assure you that not all of the parts are going to be like Parts 3 and Parts 4 which are pretty heavy on the whole ’emotional abuse’ thing. However, while I’m telling this in chronological order, I can’t just gloss over the messed up stuff. The rest of that first week was actually pretty awesome, but Henry seemed to really want to test my boundaries, just to see what I could take, and he really does. Also, in retrospect, I believe he knew that if I bonded with Sweetie, I was more likely to stay because she was incredibly unlikely to leave. It just so happens that he didn’t mind playing the villain. I thought I was pretty smart at that age, but Judith and Henry were always five steps ahead because they had spent a lot of time doing what they did and had plenty of practice before I came along.

**Part 4**

“How much?”

[FFM], When I was twenty two, I spent about a year as a financially compensated sex slave to a couple over twice my age. (Part 3)

*Note for anyone reading this*

If violence and sex aren’t your thing, then this probably isn’t going to be your cup of tea. Also, there’s some crying. However, even though it might seem like it to some, there was never any rape. Everyone involved were consenting adults. That’s not to say that everyone was enjoying everything that happened, but if I had wanted it to stop at any point all I ever had to do was to say that I didn’t want it. This point will be especially true for *Part 4*

Thank you for reading.

**Part 3**

[FFM], When I was twenty two, I spent about a year as a financially compensated sex slave to a couple over twice my age. (Part 3)

*Note for anyone reading this*

If violence and sex aren’t your thing, then this probably isn’t going to be your cup of tea. Also, there’s some crying. However, even though it might seem like it to some, there was never any rape. Everyone involved were consenting adults. That’s not to say that everyone was enjoying everything that happened, but if I had wanted it to stop at any point all I ever had to do was to say that I didn’t want it. This point will be especially true for *Part 4*

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ad7zrn/ffm_when_i_was_twenty_two_i_spent_about_a_year_as/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/adu5pi/ff_when_i_was_twenty_two_i_spent_about_a_year_as/)

Thank you for reading.

**Part 3**