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“Oh, it will…eventually.”Nick’s lips curled in a feral smile.
Little Red’s wolf had nothing on him.
“Stop trying to worm your way out it.You did the crime.It’s time to pay the fine.”Dylan smirked, dropping the duffle bag beside my bed.
“I think we start with her on her back.”Dylan grinned.
“For now,” Nick replied in a cryptic tone as he set me on the edge of the bed, then guided me back onto the mattress.“Your safeword is red.Close your eyes, little one.”
A tremor rippled through my body as the sound of the heavy zipper sliced the air.While I knew the bag contained ropes, paddles, floggers, condoms and lube, I assumed it contained painful and unpleasant toys as well.
I closed my eyes and tensed.
The sound of soft zippers and rustling clothes told me they were stripping.I wanted to peek, but didn’t dare.I was in enough trouble all ready.
Sending up a futile pray that my punishment be geared more toward pleasure than pain, I anxiously waited.
Suddenly, broad hands gripped my thighs and spread me open.Warm breath danced over my sodden pussy, and I moaned.
Gripping the bedspread in my fists, I trembled as I waited to feel a warm, wet tongue glide up my slit.Instead, fingers toyed with my folds, plucking and pulling in a maddening rhythm.I writhed and whimpered, inwardly begging for more.
Suddenly, white-hot pain bit into my folds.
My eyes flew open wide as a shrill scream exploded from my throat.
Writhing and bucking my hips, I tried to escape the fire, but strong hands held me to the bed.Tears burned my eyes as I gasped and tried to rise above the caustic fire consuming my sex.
“What the fuck are you doing to me?”I screamed as I slashed an angry glare at Dylan kneeling between my legs.
Nick’s grip tightened around my thighs, growling at my expletive.
“Breathe, kitten.Ride it out,” Dylan coaxed, strumming my clit.
“Use your safeword if you need it,” Nick reminded in a voice laden with concern.
“I’m okay,” I panted, peering back down at Dylan.“What did you to do me?It hurts…burns.”
A wry smile curled his lips as he held up a clothespin.
I blinked and gaped.“You put a clothespin on my pussy lips?”
“Yes.Well…the first one anyway.”He smirked.
“Y-you mean you’re going to clamp on more?”
“Oh, yes.I’m just getting started.”
“Clasp your hands behind your head and breathe,” Nick instructed.
“I-I can’t.It’s too much.I’ve learned my lesson, Masters.Honest,” I pleaded.
“Either use your safeword or clasp your hands behind your head.If you choose to do neither, you’ll take the whole bag of pins,” Nick barked.
I had no clue how many clothespins were in the bag.I only knew I didn’t want to find out.
Locking my hands behind my head, I stared up at Nick as he climbed onto the bed and began tracing his fingertips around my pebbled areolas.
As Dylan attached another clothespin, Nick crashed his mouth over mine, swallowing my scream.Plunging his tongue past my lips, he swept deep, and as he carried me away from the pain, I moaned and tangled my tongue around his.
