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As I drifted in a sensual fog, it vaguely registered that a couple had entered the dimly lit room on the other side of the glass. Their masks only obscured the tops of their faces. The man was very muscular. He undid his bowtie and removed his shirt, revealing an enormous expanse of chest with deeply tanned skin and a mat of dark hair covering it. The woman was small, with full breasts, rounded hips, and long blonde hair that fell down her back.
He moved towards her and unzipped the back of her dress, pushing it off her shoulders roughly while he kissed and bit a path down her neck. I could see where his teeth left a mark. My eyes, wide with curiosity and apprehension, were riveted on the scene playing out in front of me. My gaze slid to Sebastian. I found him watching me instead. He placed me back on solid ground, facing the dark glass. My hands pushed against it while he covered me from behind.
“Can they see us?”
“No…tell me what you see?”
He kissed my neck and caressed my breast, his other hand squeezing and stroking my bottom. “I see why you picked out this dress,” I said, laughing, then squeaked when he pinched my rear end.
“That’s what you get when you misbehave.”
“Yes, your Highness,” I answered, and felt the sting of his hand on my bottom. “Ouch.”
“Let’s try that again.”
The man behind the glass took hold of his lover’s elbows and brought them together, binding them with leather cuffs behind her back. Her chest thrust out, her dark nipples erect. After guiding her to her knees, he unbuttoned his trousers and his enormous erection bobbed out as his pants fell to his ankles.
It felt like we were in the room with them, sharing a private moment. I was stunned with a mixture of perverse curiosity and shame, my eyes unblinking.
“She’s powerless to stop him.”
I pushed my rear end back into Sebastian’s erection. Impossibly hard, it strained under his tuxedo pants. He hissed out a breath and cupped my sex. I was wet again, ready for him to posses me and fill me up.
“Do you want me as badly as I want you?” His voice was barely a whisper.
“Yes.” Sebastian stepped away and unzipped his pants. Cool air swept over the cheeks of my rear end. For only a moment––and I missed his warmth already.
Across the glass, the man took a punishing hold of the woman’s hair and pulled her head towards his twitching erection. She licked the underside, sucked on the wide, dusky crown hard enough that her cheeks hollowed out. Then, slowly, she began swallowing more and more of him.
I heard the tear of foil, felt Sebastian’s body heat burning my back, my rear end. I wanted to melt into him.
“Go on.”
Reaching one hand around, I squeezed his sac gently. He dipped his fingers inside of me and spread the welcoming moisture up the seam and in between the cheeks of my rear end. My body shuddered, responding spontaneously to the dark, hot sensation while my unfocused gaze remained on the lovers across the glass. I watched the man roll his hips, grip his lover’s hair. In and out, in and out––she took all of him down her throat.
“It’s turning me on.”
“And...”
“She’s at his mercy.”
The man threw back his head and thrust his hips, pumping himself into her mouth; the evidence of his passion dripping out of the corners of her full lips. He unbuckled her restraints, picked her up with ease, and placed her on the bed, tethering each limb to a post with silk ropes. I watched them while Sebastian kissed my spine and placed his forehead on the curve of my neck.
“Tell me where you want me,” he murmured.
The man licked his lover’s nipples and placed tiny clamps on them while she writhed, tensing off the bed. He was erect again. Grabbing a hold of his penis at the wide root, he pulled on it roughly while brushing the fringes of a whip up and down his lover’s body. She arched and struggled as the biting sting of the whip hit her breasts, the apex at her thighs. He climbed between her legs and with one quick thrust of his powerful hips, shoved himself deep inside of her.
Sebastian placed his hand over my much smaller one splayed on the glass in front of us. His tan fingers nestled in between my pale ones.
“Inside of me,” I murmured.
He gripped my hip with his other hand and shunted deep. I gasped at the feeling of fullness, of completion. He was everywhere, filling me up, sheltering me from behind…fused as one. My gaze returned to our joined hands on the glass. He closed his fingers around mine and an overwhelming swell of emotion rose up my throat.
