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“That’s what we intend to show you.Lay back and enjoy.”Dylan’s strong hands pried my legs apart as Nick smeared a fingertip of paste upon my sensitive nub.I yelped, startled by the coldness, then held my breath as a strange tingling sensation enveloped my nub.Gripping the sheets, I anchored myself and tried to prepare for what would happen next.
Dylan climbed between my legs and lowered his head.His wet, warm tongue swirled over my pearl, and when he blew a gentle breath over the swelling bud, I nearly launched to the ceiling fan.A shrill cry ripped from my throat.I could have sworn he’d pressed an ice cube straight over my clit.As the shock to my system ebbed, the tingling sensation started again, accompanied by an enticing burn.Repeating the process over and again, Dylan licked and sucked with dizzying precision, while Nick iced and painted my straining nipples with the paste.Currents of electricity pulsated through my cells, crashing headlong upon one another before pooling beneath my sweet spot in pulsing urgency.Every touch, lick and kiss spiked my need to come.The demand grew higher and harder, like a rolling ocean tide, surging and racing toward the craggy shore.
“Have you ever read about orgasm denial, little one?”Nick asked as I panted and writhed.
“What?”I gasped as I opened my eyes.I tried to focus on his face hovering close to mine.Even with my mind thick like syrup, I recognized the flash of disapproval in his eyes before a smile of retribution tugged his lips.
Crap!I wasn’t paying attention, again.
Why had he chosen that exact moment to start interrogating me again?
He knew I was coming undone.They’d been fervent with the toothpaste.Coupled with Dylan’s magnificent tongue and his nimble fingers, it was a miracle I’d not failed them and come like a virgin.“No.No, Master.Please.No edging.”
“I love it when you call me, Master, little one.But I can promise you hours of edging if you don’t answer me.”Nick stroked his cock in long, slow glides as he glanced at Dylan, still devouring me with a vengeance.
I had to focus and think about what he’d asked me.Something about orgasm denial.“No, Sir, I haven’t.”
“Haven’t what, little one?”
“I haven’t read about orgasm denial, Master.”
“Very good,” he praised before claiming my lips with a hungry kiss.
I opened, extending him a greedy invitation, yet he simply teased the rim of my lips without sweeping his tongue inside my mouth.The need to suckle him deep rode me hard, but Nick wouldn’t allow it.
When I mewled in frustration, he pulled back with a laugh.“Oh, little one, you’re not calling the shots here.Don’t tell me you haven’t figured that out yet.”
“No, Master.I mean, I know who holds the power.”I writhed as Dylan continued his blissful oral torture.
“Yourpower, Savannah, and it’s delicious.But it’s time for more anal training.”An evil smirk tugged one corner of his mouth.
I groaned and tossed my head from side to side in protest as I ground my pussy against Dylan’s masterful mouth.
“Oh, but it is, you rebellious little vixen,” Nick replied with a chuckle.
Suddenly, Dylan pulled from my pussy and sat up.My juices glistened over his mouth.With a playful wink, he rolled off the bed and began rummaging through his bag of wicked toys.
I wanted to scream.Denying me an orgasm was not going to make me a better submissive, just a frustrated, pissed off woman.And that damn plug!What was the thrill of shoving that thing up my ass?I was certain I could accommodate their cocks now just fine…ifthey took it nice and slow.If I failed to take them both, they couldthenbring out that annoying metal bastard and shove it up my backside.
“Remember, pet, this isn’t all for you.It’s for us, too,” Nick soothed.
With a deep sigh, I closed my eyes and nodded.I’d never get far on my submissive journey if I expected to get my way.But dammit, they had no clue how uncomfortable that damn plug was.How could they?Dominants didn’t parade around wearing jewel encrusted plugs up their butts.
“On your knees,” Dylan instructed with a roguish grin.
“Yes, Master,” I grumbled as rolled over and braced myself on all fours.
While Nick assumed the role of ‘Master butt plug shover,’ Dylan’s decadent fingers, slathered with lube, prepared my rim.
In seconds, a conflagration of heat seared my system while the demand for release snarled inside.I begged and wailed for permission to come as the broadest section of the plug passed my impossibly stretched rim.Instead of granting me reprieve, Nick landed a sharp, punishing slap on both of my ass cheeks.
As pain overrode pleasure and I quickly tumbled from the edge of no return, Nick slid an arm around my waist and hauled me up to my knees.
“Let’s go make some breakfast, little one.”
“Now?”I screeched, panting and dazed.“You can’t be serious, Sir!”
“Oh, but I am.”He smirked.
