Morning came too fast. My body still hummed from last night’s mess—ass sore from Luca, p***y swollen and leaking, face sticky even after the shower. The collar felt heavier today, like it knew something I didn’t. I woke up sandwiched between Matteo and Nico. Luca was already up, standing at the foot of the bed holding a small velvet bag.
He dumped the contents onto the sheet between my legs. A string of smooth black anal beads, graduating from small to thick, shiny with lube. Next to them, a new plug—bigger than yesterday’s, flared base, ridged shaft, heavy enough that just looking at it made my hole twitch.
“Training starts now,” Luca said. His voice was calm but his c**k was already hard and leaking at the tip.
Matteo rolled me onto my stomach without a word. He pulled my hips up so m
