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Almost at the edge again, he forced her fingers aside, and beat her with his hand or strap, until she was dancing wildly to get away. He tortured her for as long as it pleased him, usually until she was so raw with energy pouring from her raging cunt that she was beside herself in blissful agony.
Allowed to finish, she would spasm for several minutes, an excruciating, pained expression across her brow, her eyes gleaming with carnal passion, and her body gyrating with the surging release. She would collapse against his body when she was through, showering him with grateful kisses. Afterwards, she satisfied him with her cunt or mouth. Sometimes he didn’t come at all, content to let the lust remain for another, better moment.
“I love you, Tessa,” he would tell her.
She would smile, letting the simple words make love to her soul, just as his body had made love to her flesh.
On the fourth day of her confinement in Miles’ garret, he surprised her with Gabrielle.
“Ah! So here’s the little tramp,” the woman gushed, rushing to take Tessa’s hands in hers. She had been naked, standing before the mirror when the pair entered the loft; and still naked, she was instantly embarrassed to be caught posing for herself in the nude. Even more disturbing was her response to the unexpected visitor.
Gabrielle was a statuesque red head with a tender smile and fierce eyes. Effusive and completely unrestrained, she took Tessa in her arms as if she were a pet, and stroked her breasts. Instead of pulling at the gold studs, she flicked them lightly with her fingers.
“Cute!”
“Cute?” Miles looked amused by the comical sight of the two women together—the passive submissive and the aggressive Gabrielle.
“She’ll do for a fine party; is that what you had in mind?”
“Not exactly,” Miles said.
“Why not? Such a delicate, pliant one.” Gabrielle turned Tessa around so she could see the marks on her buttocks. “Oh, my!” she ogled the stripes! “You’ve been whipping her hard to leave such wounds. They must hurt.” Pressing her fingers against them, as if to confirm that fact, she noted with glee the lovely
wince that crossed Tessa’s troubled brow. While Tessa looked at Miles for support, he stared back expressionless.
“You going to keep her here forever as your slave?”
“She’s not a slave. She’s free to go.”
“I like being here,” Tessa chimed in, unasked.
“I wasn’t speaking to you, little one,” Gabrielle admonished her nastily, slapping her face enough that is stung.
Would Miles not come to her defense? Tessa wondered. Apparently not, given his lackadaisical response. He simply let the scene unfold; Tessa was on her own.
“I would think she’d be a fine gift,” Gabrielle went on. “I know a few of your friends who’d be delighted with a trinket so charming and refined.”
“She’s not for giving away,” Miles said.
“Really? That’s changing your whoring tune all of a sudden.”
Miles ignored the comment, disappearing into the kitchenette where the women could hear him rummaging through the refrigerator.
“He’s a quite the devil, you know.” Her eyes surveyed his paintings. “You see these canvases? How many women there are?” She waltzed around the garret. “Ten? Fifteen? Twenty? You suppose he’s had them all in bed?” the brazen hussy quipped with a wicked snicker.
“Why are you telling me this?” Tessa asked.
“Has he told you about his conquests?”
“He doesn’t have to. They don’t matter to me.”
“Really,” the women droned, “how new age, how generous. I just hope you don’t think you’re the only place he’s getting his cock off.”
“It would please me anywhere he’s pleasured,” Tessa answered with some defiance in her voice.
“Ah! She is priceless Miles,” Gabrielle exclaimed, as the man in question returned with a cold beer in his hand, and she turned back Tessa with her next retort, “I suppose if you’re so opened minded, you won’t mind watching me make love to him?”
“If that’s what he wants, then it would likely arouse me,” Tessa said. She had mettle of her own, cloaked in sensuousness; an inner fire more subtle, but more substantial and steady than Gabrielle’s would ever be. Whether Miles was deliberately tormenting her with this woman as a test of loyalty and submission, or this was just a fluke, Gabrielle’s taunts weren’t about to turn her into a jealous nag. Besides, her pussy quivered shamefully thinking of Miles in bed with any woman.
