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“Sure, you can,” he assured, sliding two high-backed chairs toward my feet.

Blinking through the sexual haze coating my brain, I groaned when he lifted my calves onto the seat of the chairs.After tying my ankles to the wooden rungs, he reached back inside the toy bag and pulled out the big, electric vibe.

I gasped and shook my head, muttering, “No.No.”

“Oh, yes.Yes, kitten.Forced orgasms.”

“But, Master…”

Before I could begin begging for mercy, Dylan flipped the switch and pressed the vibe to my clit.Nick gripped my wrists in one hand and dragged my arms above my head.

Bound and splayed, I was helpless and at their mercy—a mercy I knew they wouldn’t grant until my punishment was through.

“You have a safeword if you need it, little one,” Nick soothed, plucking and pinching my nipples with his free hand.

Using the fiendish vibe, Dylan dragged another blistering orgasm from me.Screaming, I arched my back as the thunderous release rolled me under.Though my clit was on fire, and my pleasure centers warred between bliss and pain, he kept the toy pressed to my clit, forcing me up and over, again, and again.

My eyes were open, but I couldn’t see…couldn’t focus.

My throat was raw.

My voice was gone, and my screams were nothing but strangled whispers.

Though my brain had shut down, my body continued to respond as orgasms—no longer defined—layered one on top of the next in an endless loop of tortured bliss.

Suddenly, the vibe lifted from my clit and fell silent.

Hands, warm and loving, brushed the wet strands of hair from my sweat-soaked face.

“You’ll control your orgasm next time, won’t you, little one?”Nick asked as his handsome face slowly came into focus.

Unable to speak, I merely nodded.

“Good girl,” Dylan praised, releasing the rope from my ankles.

Nick lifted me off the floor and into his strong arms.My head lolled against his chest while my boneless arms flopped at my sides.Murmuring praises, he carried me across the spacious suite and into the bathroom, where the sound of running water filled my ears.

“Such a gorgeous, hot mess,” Dylan cooed, brushing his lips against mine.“Keep floating, kitten, we’re going to take good care of you.”

Floating.

Yes, I was definitely floating, but not in fluffy clouds.I was drifting in an ethereal, pristine place inside myself…one that consumed my body as well as my mind.

Nick gently lowered me into the massive spa tub.The silky, jasmine-scented water felt good, but not as much as being sandwiched between their naked, hard bodies and drowned in their praises.

That was sheer heaven.

Spring turned into summer.When Dylan and Nick weren’t working, we spent our days by the pool and our nights exploring Dominance and submission at Genesis.They kept their promise of pushing my limits…driving me to new and exciting levels with care and consideration for mynaked in publictrigger.

I thought about finding a job, but I was enjoying my unlimited vacation too much.As they’d promised Myron, Nick and Dylan were supportive of my choice, and even more supportive when I asked them to teach me how to cook—though, most lessons ended with us naked.

They plied me with pleasure, introducing me to so many new and exciting experiences—both in and out of bed—I sometimes forgot how boring and void my life had been before I met them.They wined and dined me at exclusive restaurants where little to no attention was given to their open affection.And I soon discovered my fears of condemnation and judgement had been a total waste of time.

Mellie—no longer with Enrique—visited often, instantly bonding with my Masters.

My life and everything and everyone in it were perfect, until one sunny summer morning.

The ring of Nick’s cell phone jolted us from sleep.When he answered and didn’t say anything, I could tell by the horrified expression on his face that something was dreadfully wrong.

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