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Chapter Ten
“Gentlemen,” Nathaniel said in a frightfully calm voice. “Our entertainment for the afternoon has arrived.”
Faint applause came from the same direction as the cough. More than one person. Two maybe, but no more than three. Unfortunately, my surprise cost me. During my hesitation, he untied my arms and rebound them, spread above my head.
I pulled on the restraints and tried to guess what I was tied to. I couldn’t remember anything in the room that could bind me in my current position. My heart started racing again. We’d played in front of people before, but nothing even close to this. Even yesterday with Jeff hadn’t been like this.
Nathaniel grabbed my chin. “Are you going to be a good girl for my guests?”
I pressed my lips together, refusing to give him an answer.
“Going to be like that, are you?” He let go of my chin and I felt him move away. “Very well. Hope you aren’t overly attached to this shirt.”
Something sharp pressed against my back. For a second, I thought it was a knife, but I felt it open and realized it was a pair of scissors. With determined efficiency, he cut through my T-shirt and I gasped as cool air met my skin.
“A lovely bra,” he said, tracing the edges of the lacy cup.
“Beautiful,” an unfamiliar voice called out and I jumped at its sound.
“Anyone else want to see her tits?” Nathaniel asked.
More applause came from the side of the room along with a jumble of voices I couldn’t make out.
Nathaniel stood behind me, running his hands over my shoulders, and he whispered in my ear, “You’re standing in the middle of the living room, facing them. I’m going to strip you naked and they’re going to see every inch of you. First I’ll start with your bra.”
He undid the clasp at the back. “Your breasts will be like a little teaser. Soon, I’m going to have you undress the rest of the way and show them just how wet being treated like this makes you.”
He palmed my breast under the material of the bra and pinched my nipples. His hands were rough as they pulled and stroked. “Too bad you’re all tied up. I’m going to have to cut this bra off so that everyone can see you.”
With two snips of the scissors, my bra was gone and I was topless. There was a murmuring of voices from the men in the room, but they spoke too low and I couldn’t make out what they were saying. Nathaniel was stroking me again.
“Normally, I’d put clamps on her, but she had them on yesterday so I thought I’d do something different today.”
I felt his absence as he stepped away and I couldn’t hear what he did, but there were whispers of approval from across the room.
“Mark her.”
“Make her whimper.”
Just hearing them made me throb with need even as I struggled to hear a hint of what Nathaniel was doing.
“Give me a number, S,” Nathaniel said.
“Five,” a voice that sounded vaguely familiar replied.
“Five on each it is.”
Five what?
Something swished through the air and a sharp slap stung my nipple. Fuck, a crop.
“Again,” someone said and the crop landed a second time, but on the opposite breast.
I couldn’t hold back the, “Owww,” when it landed a third time.
“Silence.” Nathaniel struck a fourth time. “Or else I gag you and double it.”
I bit the inside of my cheek to keep quiet. It fucking stung. The men in the room started counting each strike and I focused on that to stay quiet.
When they finally called, “Ten,” Nathaniel pressed himself against me. My breasts ached when they rubbed across his shirt.
“You handled that well,” he said. “Now for a little reward.”
His mouth engulfed a nipple, sucking hard and deep, running his tongue across the tip. I swallowed a moan and pushed my chest forward, wanting, needing, more. He granted my request, moving to the opposite nipple and taking it between his teeth, tugging sharply.
He continued his sensual assault on my breasts and it felt as if he was feasting on me. My nipples had grown more sensitive with each of my pregnancies. At times I thought I could come from breast play alone. Every tug, every nip shot straight between my legs, making me crave more.
“I could do this for hours,” he murmured against my skin, “were I not so ready for the next course.” His hand slid down my side and curved around to rest on the top of my ass. “Though I warn you, if I find out you’re not wearing panties, you will be punished.”
He knew as well as I did that he hadn’t laid out panties for me today. Just to be obstinate, I brought my legs together. He hadn’t tied them apart, after all.
“You’re only making this harder on yourself.” The cool metal of the scissors pressed along the cleft of my ass, cutting slowly through the thin cotton of my shorts “Such a waste.” The sharp tip inched around to my front. “I suggest you hold still. I’d hate for my fingers to slip.”
I don’t think I took a breath as he methodically cut my shorts completely away. Inch by torturous inch, the material parted and the metal drew closer and closer to my needy flesh. I whimpered as the scissors slid past my throbbing clit.
“Tsk-tsk-tsk,” he scolded as the shorts fell away. “Look at this. It appears the naughty girl isn’t wearing panties. You know what that means?”
“About time,” a strange voice called from the back of the room.
“Such a shame,” another voice said, and this one I recognized from the day before. From the way Jeff said it, I could tell it wasn’t really a shame.
Nathaniel cupped my ass. “First of all, I have to do something about these legs.”
I felt him move away and when he returned, he attached my ankle to what I recognized as one end of a spreader bar. Being open and exposed shouldn’t have turned me on as much as it did. But knowing that Nathaniel was getting ready to do wickedly depraved things to me while others watched heightened my arousal more.
He came behind me, wrapping his arms around my chest. He fondled my breasts and then ran his hands down my side, sliding a finger along the wetness between my legs.
“You look so hot like this, naked and spread like a sacrifice.” His breath was warm against my ear and my skin broke out in gooseflesh. “They’re all watching me touch you, wishing they were the one with their fingers buried in your pussy. When they’re in bed tonight, I bet they’ll dream about having their dicks in you, fucking you while you’re tied like this. One of them already has his cock out. He’s stroking it.”
I moaned at the thought. Would it be Jeff? I doubted it. That left the stranger and the man with the familiar voice I couldn’t place.
He slapped my ass. “I can smell you, Abigail. That makes you horny, doesn’t it? Knowing he wants to fuck you? That they all want to take turns fucking you?”
It did. God help me, it did.
“They all know, though, that only one cock is allowed that privilege.” He pushed his jean-clad erection against my ass. “But to help them get a feel for how it would be, I might bend you over the arm of a chair and let them watch while I fuck you senseless.” He began rocking his hips. “You’ll be in the perfect position for them to see my cock slowly push inside your pussy. Buried so damn deep inside you. Then I’ll pull almost all the way out and plunge back inside again.”
His fingers had been sliding in and out of me while he talked, but right as I neared my climax, he pulled away.
“No release yet,” he said. “First you have to take the flogging I’m going to g
ive you.”
Something light and airy brushed across my thighs. Rabbit fur. I sighed and relaxed in my bonds. This was what I loved. Nathaniel commanding me as my unyielding Master. Allowing me to hold nothing back, but to give him my all and knowing as I did, that he would give me the same.
He spent a long time working my body with the light flogger, a sign I took to mean that he planned to use heavier ones for quite some time. I’d grown accustomed to the breezy feel of the fur when
