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“Quiet or I’ll gag you,” I warn. “Frost, talk her through this.”

“With pleasure,” he replies, grinning at me.

You won’t be grinning soon, brother. I have a surprise in store for you.

“Are you ready, slut? Is that tight little cunt of yours squeezing Don’s fingers like a vice? Is it the pain that’s driving you closer and closer to the edge or the lack of control?”

“Fuck,” she moans, her voice a hoarse, desperate whisper as I increase the tempo of the strikes to her ass. “Frost!”

“I want you to focus on my voice, Candy,” I tell her. “Listen to my voice and follow my instructions.”

“I will, Sir.”

“Good girl. How does that feel, Floss? Are you about to come?”

“I – I think I am, Sir.”

“I hope you’re ready for this, Floss, because I’m going to make you come. I’m going to make you come so hard you’ll be begging for mercy. Don, harder,” I grunt as I land another strike.

“As you wish,” he grunts, matching my pace.

“When I count to three you’re going to come, Floss.”

“Yeah Bambi, you’re going to come like the helpless whore you are. Remember who owns you.”

“I – I – oh God, oh -” Wint cuts off her air supply and she shudders from head to toe.

“One,” I interject, bringing the cane down across the centre of her ass and pausing so she doesn’t lose her momentum. “Don.”

“Two,” he adds, pounding into her pussy with two fingers.

Her body is on fire, her muscles are trembling and her muted screams come in garbled broken bursts. We set up a rhythm with our thrusts. I strike, then Don thrusts, then I strike again.

“Three,” we both say in unison.

“Come. Now, whore!” Frost commands and she explodes, her pussy clenching and convulsing around Don’s fingers. Wint releases her throat but continues to stimulate her nipples, and she lets out a gasp then a wail.

Pulling back, I watch as she flies apart, her body shuddering and twitching. I’m so filled with satisfaction and pride.

With a grin, I step forward and rub my thumb over her clit. She screams, her body bowing off the cross as her orgasm intensifies, mercilessly prolonging her pleasure.

I feel it when she finally starts to come down, Don and Wint still working her, taking her over the edge with a second orgasm. Dropping to my knees, Don switches places with me so that I suck her clit into my mouth, dragging a hoarse scream from between her lips before I finally let her come down.

I get to my feet and take a step back, regarding the mess we’ve made of her. Her body is limp, covered in a fine sheen of sweat, her skin is flushed pink, her ass is stripped red, and her face is twisted in pain and pleasure and she’s never looked more beautiful.

And I never have to let her go.

CANDY

When I open my eyes and see four of the guys standing over me I let out a pathetic whine. There’s no way I can survive more. I don’t think I’m able to walk.

“I think we should let her relax for a little while,” Dash murmurs.

“We should let her rest for a while,” Wint says, stroking my hair. I nuzzle into his touch.

“Yeah,” Dash agrees, looking at me. “Let her come rest on my lap. Untie me. I want to care for her.”

I shudder, trying futilely to clamp my legs together to stop my pussy from vibrating with need. God, they’re going to kill me.

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