The next evening, Liam could barely walk.

His asshole still throbbed from the brutal double penetration the night before. Every step sent a wet squelch of leftover cum leaking into the tight black briefs Victor had forced him to wear all day. The fabric was soaked. His hole felt loose, swollen, and constantly empty — a humiliating reminder of his new place in the family.

He had spent the entire day in a haze. Victor had made him attend online classes from the estate while wearing a thick butt plug, buzzing intermittently whenever Victor sent a command from his phone. Damien had cornered him twice — once in the hallway...