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Caleb massages it again, this time squeezing a little tighter as if he’s hungry for me. As if he can hardly wait to take me. My squeals turn into moans as his fingers begin to creep between the cheeks of my ass, delicately teasing the rim.

The next few smacks alternate between my cheeks, and the more sore my flesh, the worse the sting. With every hit, Caleb fondles and squeezes my ass, teasing me without penetrating.

And by the sixth, I’m so desperate for it, I could cry. His cock is rock hard against my belly, and he can hardly hold still now.

“Look how much our filthy little angel loves to be spanked,” Dean says, his voice growing husky with arousal. “How are you feeling, Briar? Give me a color.”

I have to think for a moment about my response. The pain is getting harder to manage, but I don’t want to stop. Part of me wants to saygreenbecause I know how much they want to keep going.

But they trust me to be honest and tell them when I need a break. We wouldn’t be able to do this without trust.

“Yellow,” I mutter breathlessly.

Caleb takes his hand from my ass quickly and starts stroking my hair. “Okay, baby. We’ll slow down.”

“Do you want to take a break?” Dean replies.

I quickly shake my head. “I just need a minute.”

“Of course, baby,” Caleb says, stroking my hair. “I’m so proud of you.”

“You’re a very good girl for telling us that,” Dean adds, his fingers stroking my spine. He’s standing so close I can feel his legs pressed against Caleb’s.

I love feeling nurtured by them. Their hungry attention is my aphrodisiac, and I can never get enough.

Dean steps away for a moment, and I begin to panic. I really don’t want this to end. I hope I haven’t ruined it by sayingyellow, but he returns a moment later, helping me to sit up with my hands still bound behind me.

“Take a drink,” he says, lifting a bottle of water to my lips. When my eyes meet his, he smiles. “You’re doing so good.”

The praise goes straight to my core.

“I want to keep going,” I say, staring into his eyes.

He nods. “Okay, angel.”

“Maybe just four more?” I ask.

“You still need a little more punishment?” he replies, the corner of his mouth lifting in a smirk.

Biting my lip, I nod. “Yes.”

“Okay, then.” Taking the water from me, he stands up and backs away. I get back into the position I was in over Caleb’s legs.

“Four more strikes for our dirty little angel,” Dean states with confidence. “Tell me how wet she is.”

Caleb runs his fingers through my folds, and I let out a whimper. “She’s so fucking wet,” he mumbles with a growl.

“Good. Maybe after these four hits, we’ll let her come.”

“She’s earned it,” Caleb adds.

“All right, angel, you ready?” Dean asks.

I nod and then remember that he wants me to say it out loud. “Yes.”

“Give me a color, baby,” Caleb purrs, the vibration from his deep voice traveling through my body. I love hearing how comfortably he slips into this role as if it’s made for him.

“Green,” I say, my body tightening in anticipation.

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