Page 8 of Darkest Desires


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“You’re sure?” Brandon said, dropping his lips onto Lizzie's.

“Yes.”

I pointed to the room on the other side.

“We’ll be right through there, and Zita will explain the rules to you.”

I motioned for Lizzie to move before me, my eyes watching her shapely arse move in the PVC. I want to tear a hole in the PVC and finger fuck her until she cums all over my fingers.

We sat on the sofa, gazing at the floor-to-ceiling glass that showed Brandon stripping to his boxers, bouncing on his tiptoes as he waited for Zita.

Lizzie trembled beside me, her teeth sinking into her lip as she watched her boyfriend with wide eyes.

“You okay?” Zeus said, his hand on her upper thigh, massaging her softly.

Lizzie flinched, glancing down at Zeus’s hand, her cheeks flushing.

“I think so.”

“If you want me to move my hand, just say.” Zeus purred, and Lizzie remained still until she shook her head.

“No, it’s okay. It feels...good.”

Zeus sucked in a breath, his eyes meeting mine across her head.

I returned my gaze to see Zita push the door open, wearing her full latex catsuit, her long dark hair scraped back in a high ponytail. Her lips were painted a dark red, and Brandon swallowed hard.

“Hello. I’m Mistress Zita. You must be Brandon.” Zita tilted her head, fixing Brandon with a cool stare. “You’re here for a taster session, am I right?”

Lizzie stiffened beside me, and I reached out to stroke the back of her neck reassuringly.

“Uh, yes.”

“Yes, Mistress, Brandon.”

Lizzie's breath hitched as she watched her boyfriend sink to his knees upon command.

“Good boy.” Mistress Zita walked around Brandon like a predator, her fingers trailing along his back as she did.

Brandon groaned, and she moved her hand back, silencing him.

“As this is a taster, you don’t need the full rules. I won’t be doing anything too strenuous. We’ll start with a few commands and then see if we have time for more.”

Brandon nodded, looking up at Mistress Zita with such longing.

“Your dick is hard. Did I say you could get hard? Mistress Zita barked, leaning down to meet Brandon’s eyes, the latex squeaking as she did.

“Nnn—no, Mistress.”

“Then I must punish you.”

Brandon was trembling, his dick lengthening in his boxers as it stood to attention.

“Please do, Mistress.”

“Choose one of the paddles on the back wall. They range from painful on the left to the least painful on the right.”

Lizzie's head jolted to the right, and Zeus moved his head to her neck, her gasp telling me he was moving in already.

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