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But when the glasses were empty, Master Ryan removed his arm from her shoulders and said, “I have one more scene in mind.” He turned to Adam. “My slave girl has been working to overcome a certain shyness when it comes to pleasuring herself in front of others. She’s made enormous progress over the course of this week. If you’d like Shani to participate as well, I’m sure she’d be agreeable.”
Yes, yes, yes, please say yes, Abbie silently begged both Adam and Shani. This trial would be so much easier if she had Shani by her side, the focus no longer solely on her.
Master Ryan looked at Shani, who gave an obedient nod.
Abbie blew out a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding.
“I would love that,” Adam replied enthusiastically. “The only thing sexier than watching a woman pleasure herself is watching two women do it.”
“Great,” Master Ryan said with a laugh. Turning to Abbie, he said, “Please fetch two yoga mats.”
As Abbie moved to obey, Master Ryan said to Adam, “I’ve already given Abbie permission to come at will. Does that work for Shani?”
“Absolutely,” Adam agreed. He nodded toward Shani. “You have the same permission.”
“Yes, Sir,” Shani said. “Thank you, Sir.”
Abbie returned with two rolled mats and handed one to Shani. They unfurled them and set them down in front of the men. Each girl lay down, Shani in front of Adam, Abbie in front of Master Ryan.
Abbie was able to orgasm now three times out of four in front of Master Ryan, but she wasn’t at all sure she’d be able to do so in front of another man. She was glad of the champagne, which had smoothed the edges of her nerves.
Master Ryan’s comforting words came back to her. “If you succeed, that’s terrific. If you don’t, we’ll just add it to the list of things to work on together.” Grabbing hold of this reminder, she closed her eyes and centered herself. Master Ryan wanted her to come for him, and that’s what she would do.
Abbie placed her hands between her legs. She was still plenty wet from the excitement of the evening so far, and her clit pulsed pleasantly beneath her fingers. Opening her eyes, she fixed them on Master Ryan’s face as she rubbed and frigged herself. She was aware of Shani next to her, her hand also flying over her sex, and she felt another sisterly rush of love for the sub beside her. They were kindred in their need for erotic submission and in their desire to please their Masters.
Returning her focus to her task, Abbie imagined Master Ryan poised above her, guiding his hard, perfect cock into her. There was always a moment of slight pain as her cunt adjusted to his girth, but it was almost immediately overridden by a melting pleasure so intense it never failed to take her breath away.
A soft moan escaped her lips as she rubbed and teased herself. In her mind, Master Ryan was flogging her now with the beautiful flogger Adam had presented to him. At the same time, he was inside her, moving in that perfect way he had that sent shivers of delicious pleasure coursing through her body. His mouth was on hers, his hands tight on her wrists. He owned her completely as he lifted her higher and higher to a trembling, erotic place from which there was no release except through orgasm.
Her eyes flew open as she stepped to the edge of that perfect cliff. Master Ryan was staring down at her, fire in his gaze. A sensual smile lifted the edges of his mouth as she shuddered and trembled before him. She managed a fleeting smile in return and then stepped off into the abyss. A powerful orgasm lifted her on its wings, carrying her straight into Master Ryan’s embrace.
Chapter 12
Ryan opened his eyes on their last morning. The sun was barely creeping over the windowsill, the room still cast in shadow. The bed beside him was empty.
Normally, when he woke, Abbie had returned from her exercise and was snuggled into him. After that first time she’d snuck out, Ryan had given her permission to leave the bed early if he was still sleeping, as she liked to do her yoga stretches at the crack of dawn.
Ryan threw back the sheets and swung his legs over the side of the bed. He emptied his bladder and brushed his teeth. Then he pulled on a pair of shorts and headed for his gear bag, which he’d left in the dungeon. He took out the silk pouch, his heart pumping with anticipation as he went in search of his slave girl.
Predictably, Abbie was on the deck, her back to him, her face to the ocean. She was naked, and breathtakingly lovely.
Very softly, he slid the door open and stepped outside. Abbie was moving in a graceful series of yoga positions. He watched, mesmerized until she had lowered herself to her mat in what she’d taught him was called savasana. She lay still, legs extended, arms by her sides, her eyes closed. Her chest rose and fell in slow, even breaths.
