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Daniel and Marcos continued a familiar rhythm and all Meegan could do was hold on, orgasm after orgasm making her shiver. The boys switched, switched again and then did it one more time. When Shep was in her pussy, TK pounding her ass, Marcos in her mouth and Daniel sat beside her, pinching her nipples and talking her through it all, she came so hard that she blacked out. When she came to, Olin called it. She opened her eyes as the boys started to pull out. Daniel still sat on the platform and pulled her tight to his side as Keira gave her some water.

“How you doing, Champ?” Armando asked.

Meegan smiled, nodding up at him. She felt drunk, like she was floating in the best possible way.

“Good,” he chuckled. “I think your man wants you now.”

“Bring her here,” she heard Olin say. Grant had her again and, with Marcos’s help, got her situated straddling Olin’s lap. Her hands were still bound. “Thanks guys.”

The others fell away and she was finally where she wanted to be the most. Tired, covered in sweat, a lot of it not hers, drool still on her chin. She couldn’t see it, but she knew her pussy was pink, swollen and wet. So was her ass. She still had more in her, though. She wanted Olin. Just feeling his legs between hers, she felt like she was home.

“I love you,” she moaned as she slumped against his shoulder.

“Was it that good?” he asked with a low chuckle, before he gripped both sides of her neck, sitting her up so he could look at her. She nodded.

“Want you. I want you.”

“You can have me right now.”

“Please, Sir,” she begged.

“Anything my kitten wants.” She looked between them as Olin freed his uncut cock, the glossy tip peeking out to greet her. Olin gripped her ass and lifted her over his erection. They’d only done it raw a few times, but that was exactly how she wanted him now, every inch of him pulsing inside her. Her head hung back on her shoulders as she shifted her pelvis forward, taking him as far as she could. Everything felt perfect and new, like she hadn’t just had five cocks rotating in and out of her. Her body was waiting for Olin.

She rode him hard, loving the harsh groans that pushed out of his lips as she rose and fell again. She noticed out of the corner of her eye that Nilah and Claudia weren’t on the little bleachers anymore and, a moment later, she registered the familiar sounds of sex behind her. She stilled her hips and Olin held her in place so she could turn just enough to see what was happening. TK had Marcos bent over the platform and was just fucking him into their next lifetime together. Claudia was on her knees on the floor, her sweater and bra pulled up, baring her large tits for Shep to admire while she took his now unsheathed dick between her lips.

Armando had his dick out and he had Nilah perched on the edge of the platform, fingering the hell out of her with his other hand around her throat, their foreheads pressed together. Meegan knew their dynamic well. Nilah was a pleasure whore too, but she liked to be degraded, preferring a little humiliation with her submission. Meegan could only imagine the filthy things Armando was whispering to her. And thank god, poor Grant wasn’t left out with his missus thousands of miles away. Keira had her mouth wrapped around him while Daniel had a tight grip on the back of her silly striped referee shirt, fucking her slowly from behind.

“You see how you made them all act,” Olin whispered against her cheek. “They couldn’t wait til they got home to satisfy themselves.”

“Jesus.” Meegan breathed, letting her forehead rest against Olin’s. “Thank you for this, Sir. I love you so much.”

“Don’t thank me yet. You still have to come for me, Kitten. I hope you didn’t forget.”

“I didn’t.”

“Come on, then. Come for me.” Olin didn’t wait for her to move. He lifted her hip, fucking into her until she caught up and started fucking him back. She came quickly, losing her breath as she heard one of the other women cry out behind her.

“You’re not done yet, Kitten. Come on,” Olin encouraged. “I need at least three out of you.”

She was so far gone, she couldn’t even think to argue. Her hips started up again and soon she felt Olin’s hands behind her, freeing her wrists from the tape. Her arms ached, but she was grateful for the leverage. She grabbed onto his shoulders, digging her fingers into the soft fabric of his navy suit jacket. She came again with ease, chasing the next orgasm and one more. Olin held her to him, his breath in her ear and she knew he was close. The thought of him coming inside of her pushed her over the edge again. She stilled, feeling like her soul had just latched on to a piece of the ecstasy she’d been chasing her whole life.

She wasn’t Meegan anymore. She was Sir’s pet, his plaything. An object to be used for his pleasure. She felt every inch inside her cunt bear down and suddenly Olin’s lap was soaked. She’d squirted plenty of times before, but not like this. It even shocked Olin for a moment. He stopped and looked down at the proof of her orgasm drenching the base of his cock, his balls, his open pants, the band of his boxer briefs and even the floor.

“That’s never happened before,” she breathed, her head spinning a little.

“I hope we can make it happen again.” He took her lips in a deep kiss, his hands swinging her hips back and forth against his lap until she felt him seize up beneath her, pumping her full of his release. She stayed in that position, straddling his lap for several long minutes, his erection still kicking and twitching inside her, giving her every last drop.

Eventually he moved her so he was cradling her in his lap. Meegan was well sated. At least, she thought she was until Olin slid his hand between her legs. He played with her pussy, dipped two fingers in and out so the tips were covered with the proof of where he’d just been. He held them up to her lips and she licked his fingers clean. Her horny brain was ready to go again, but her body begged her to give it a rest for at least an hour. She listened and fell right to sleep with her head on Olin’s shoulder, the sounds of Claudia and Nilah finally getting the dick they deserved pulling her under.

She didn’t know how long it had been, but when she opened her eyes, Grant was draping a fleece blanket over her and he handed Olin a giant water for them to share. The fucking around them was finally done. Her friends were sitting in various states of dress on the platform, on the floor and in the bleachers, chatting with each other. Marcos was over by the DJ booth, dancing to some Daft Punk like he hasn’t just spent the last however long having extremely vigorous sex.

Olin helped her up and they made their way to the dressing room. Olin took the collar off of Meegan and they cleaned up in the small, but functional shower. Meegan got dressed and Olin changed into the extra set of clothes that he’d been smart enough to bring with him. She’d really come all over his pants. Before they headed out, Olin produced the small Tiffany pouch from his pocket and draped the key of diamonds back around her neck.

When they stepped back into the main space, their friends were gathered around clapping for them. Happy tears sprung to Meegan’s eyes.What a gift, she thought to herself. Not the sex, which had been great, but having friends who trusted her and each other enough to be free and open like this. She knew she would be there for each and every one of them any time they needed her, club or no club.

“Thanks, guys,” she laughed, wiping her tears away.

“We have a little something for you,” Shep said.

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