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“I don’t think…”
Dan stopped her with a finger pressed to her lips. “I don’t want you to think, only feel, and trust. You have your safewords, and you know I’ll honor them, even listen for them.” He didn’t wait for her to say anything else or give her time to fret over it. Lifting the soft, black cloth, he wrapped it around her eyes and then clasped her face, tightening his hands as he tilted her head back and took her mouth in a long, thorough kiss. Her low moan slithered down his throat as he dueled with her tongue, enjoying the way she matched him stroke for stroke as she pressed against him.
But her distraction from the darkness only lasted until he lifted his head. Dan could feel her heart pounding against his chest as her breathing turned to panicked pants. Putting his lips to her ear, he commanded, “Listen, Nan. Where are you?”
She bit her lip, straining to hear. He knew the second she caught Tamara’s voice coming from the wooden A frame a few feet from them. “The Barn,” she answered on a relieved sigh.
“Who are you with?” Taking his hands from her face, he traced down her back and gripped the rounded globes of her ass. “Who loves this ass, knows just how hard you like to be spanked, how much you enjoy anal play?”
A shiver racked her body. “You, Sir.”
“Say my name.” He slid a finger between her buttocks and teased her back entrance.
“Master Dan… please.”
“Not yet.” With a jerk of his head, Dan beckoned Greg and Devin over. “We want to make sure you’re not thinking about any other place but here, nothing else or anyone else except us.”
His friends wasted no time adding their hands and mouths to his as Nan gasped, “Us?”
Dan teased her mouth with his. “Yes. Master Greg and Master Devin want a chance to make-up for last time. You’re not going to deny them that, are you?”
She might be a wimp about the dark still, but she wasn’t an idiot, Nan mused. “Wouldn’t dream of it, Sirs.”
Master Dan’s deep chuckle against her lips drew tingles down her spine, his praise sent heat straight up her pussy. “That’s my girl.”
Hands, so many hands, touched and teased, fingers plucked at her nipples and played around the seam of her aching vagina. Lips trailed kisses along her arched neck and suckled her puckered nipples. Teeth nipped, bit and scraped over her warming skin and tongues soothed the painful pinpricks left behind. Bright colors swirled behind the blindfold as pleasure spiked and arousal pulsed deep inside her womb, obliterating the darkness. Nan leaned her head back and jutted her pelvis forward, a silent plea for more. Deep, male laughs echoed around her, adding to the roaring in her head drowning out all other sound.
“Shit!” she exclaimed when those lust provoking fingers on her labia refused to slide inside her.
“Tsk, tsk.” Master Greg’s admonishing taunt followed with a slow, tight squeeze of both nipples that pulled a gasp from her and drew a drip of cream from her pussy.
“I think your girl needs a reminder of manners.”
Nan recognized Master Devin’s voice and assumed it was his hard hand that swatted her buttocks, but it was Gerard’s cold tone she heard, his cruel words that penetrated. I think you need a more forceful lesson on manners, slave. Without warning, a quick flashback to that damp, dark cellar pushed to the surface, the memory of the fiery pain of skin splitting under the lash of Gerard’s whip overriding the pulsing pleasure.
“Sir.” The plea came out in a whimper and resulted in the immediate cessation of touch. Her frustration was followed by a sigh as she recognized the stroke of the thin crop down her back and Master Dan’s voice in her ear.
“Where are you, Nan? Who are you with?”
His dark, commanding voice swept away the past and her misgivings, returned her to the present and resumed the pounding ache for more. “Here, with you.”
“Yes, me.” He snapped the crop across her buttocks, the quick slice of pain forcing her hips forward, right into the return of hands on her flesh.
“Yes,” she cried in exultation as fingers thrust inside her with the next blistering slash. Hands molded the fleshy undersides of her breasts as two mouths covered her nipples and drew on the taut buds with strong suctions. Another stroke cut into the under curve of her cheeks as Greg and Devin pulled up on her nipples, elongating the tips before releasing them with a plop that shook her and the fleshy mounds.
“She’s gripping my fingers,” Devin’s voice warned above her head as Dan struck her buttocks again. “If she gets any wetter or tighter, it’ll be as she comes.”
“Can’t have that. Not yet.”
Master Dan’s words didn’t penetrate the haze of arousal clouding her senses until he whipped off the blindfold as Masters Greg and Devin dropped their hands and moved back. Confusion and frustration had her gasping, “What?” as her freed arms dropped around Dan’s shoulders and he hauled her against him, striding toward the stairs without comment until he reached the back sliding doors.
The sudden waft of cooler night air chilled Nan’s sweat-damp skin until he bent her over the rail and sank into her pussy from behind. The first thrust resulted in an orgasmic burst of pleasure as he leaned over her and his deep voice whispered in her ear. “Welcome back, Nan.”
One after another, multiple orgasms rolled through her, unraveling so fast they took her breath away, each as welcome as the sun after a storm. The pounding surge of climaxes matched the driving plunges of his cock, drenching her in sensation as her muscles squeezed and massaged his thick girth. Nan lifted her head and gazed out into the night, wondering where they would go from here, because, God help her, she didn’t want this to end.
Chapter 13
Nan glanced at the time and groaned, rolling out from under Dan. “I gotta go,” she said with regret. “I’m opening early and closing by noon for the fair.”
