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“Please… ” She tries to close her thighs, but has no leverage considering one is bound with my leather belt. “Don’t make me say it.”

Ben languidly reaches out to massage her tits. “I can make you do whatever the fuck I want. Or have you already forgotten?”

The taste of her cunt on my tongue is driving me fucking insane. I need this girl's mouth back on me before I go mad with desire.

She scrunches her face, but relents. “Please, let me come.”

Ben takes a breath I’m sure to tell her no, but I rest my hand on his chest, stopping him. “Fine—but you’ll have to do it yourself.”

Her eyes widen as she glances from Ben to me. “What?”

“Are you right or left-handed, lass?” I ask, letting a cruel grin spread across my face.

Her mortification is evident. “R-Right-handed.”

I glance at Ben and he nods, then we move as one, releasing her from the belts. She massages her wrists and rubs her thighs against one another.

Ben presses a hand on her chest. “Lie down on the bed, tits up.” Reluctantly, she sits and lowers her back onto the mattress, her legs still hanging off the bed.

“Good girl,” I praise and the hint of a smile tugs at the corner of her lips but she quickly hides it. That’s okay. It’s not her happiness that I crave—it’s her screams.“Now, spread those thighs for us and touch yourself.”

Ben and I sit on either side of her, watching her cunt expectantly. When she moves a little too slow, we decide to help her. We each grab a smooth, toned thigh and hold it captive so she has no chance of closing her legs. With her pussy on display, she drags a hand down her body, cupping her cunt. “That’s it. Keep going. Dip your finger in and let it drown in your wetness.”

She sucks in a breath, then sinks her middle finger between her pussy lips. Ben grabs her finger and guides it up and down her slit, before pushing it inside her. “Tell me what you feel,” Ben demands.

“I’m wet,” she whispers as he pulls her finger out and shoves it back in.

“That’s right, doll. You’re drenched, and you want to come so badly, don’t you?”

She nods, her lips parted, eyes growing hooded. “So fucking bad.”

I run my hand up and down her inner thigh as Ben releases her hand, patting the back gently. “You have permission to come. Touch yourself, fuck yourself, and coat your fingers with your cum.”

With us holding her legs apart, Remington begins to move her finger in the same manner Ben was instructing, then drags it up to her clit, swiping over the hardened bud. Her pace quickens as she strums against the spot, her thighs trembling in our grasp. Her eyes close and a red flush covers her chest.

I know she’s close.

I plant a kiss on her thigh then focus on her cunt, the wetness, how swollen her pussy lips are, knowing how good it’s going to feel when I sink my cock inside her. “That’s a good girl. Play with yourself. That’s it, faster. Slide your fingers over your clit. Feels so good, doesn’t it? Fucking yourself while we watch, while we hold your thighs hostage. You’re spread so beautifully for us, aren’t you? Tits up, nipples peaked. Completely vulnerable, completely at our fucking mercy.” She moves her finger faster as her breath stutters. Her moans grow louder and more high-pitched. “That’s it. Show me that pretty pink pussy. I want you sopping fucking wet. Such a good little girl. Go on, come, come for us. Let us hear you scream.”

“Oh God!” Her shrieking echoes around us as her body convulses, finger gliding over her clit faster than I thought she could tolerate.

Remington belts out another cry of ecstasy, her back arching, forcing our grip on her thighs to tighten. I plaster her knee to the bed, forcing her pussy to remain open, watching with the hardest cock I’ve ever had in my life as her exposed hole fucking gushes sweet nectar out like a fountain.

“Fuck,” Ben growls, tracing her pulsing pussy as she slows her movements. “So fucking hot and so fucking good.”

Remington finally stops rubbing, her hole still clenching, eyes shut and chest heaving as she recovers. Ben and I release her legs and allow her this moment to come down as I crawl up her body, caging her head with my arms.

“Take a second to recover, lass, because this night is just beginning. By the time it ends, you’ll have cum leaking from all your holes. There won’t be a spot on your body that I won’t have tasted, touched, explored—hurt.You were the first one of us to come tonight, but you won’t be the last.”

No, I always save the best for last.

Me.

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