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Her ass was hot from the belting, she could still feel the stripes, lines of fire he’d painted across her cheeks. Kyle’s cock was in her pussy, but his torso was slamming into her bruised ass. As one orgasm waned the next picked up speed, until the orgasms were coming almost one after another, each release cascading into a larger one.

Behind her, Kyle asked for permission, which wasn’t like him — he usually waited for it. She grunted out, “Denied,” as her orgasm worked its way through her body, and when it released the hold it had on her, she said, “Stop, Kyle. Go in and hold. Don’t move.”

He did as ordered, and she said, “You’re about to lose control?”

“I’m sorry, Ma’am, all of those orgasms, your pleasure is driving me wild. I held on, but I’msoclose, my Lady.”

“I want a few more orgasms, and then you’re going to fuck Amy when Marcus is done. You donothave permission to come.”

“Yes, my Lady.”

Kyle pulled out, slowly, and then went back in, just as slow.

“No, Kyle. Fuck me like you were — fast and hard. If you come without permission I’ll put the cage on your cock and you won’t have another erection until Monday morning.”

He sped up and started fucking her in earnest at the same time he groaned out a, “Yes, my Lady.” She orgasmed a few more times, and when Marcus finally came, it set off another orgasm for her, and when that one finished she said, “Okay, Kyle. Enough. Stop.”

He stopped, and she said, “Pull out. Slowly. Then put a condom on and continue in Amy’s ass.”

Marcus disposed of his condom and said, “Amy hasn’t been allowed an orgasm, either. I think we have them fuck until one of them comes. If Kyle loses control, it’s the cage. Amy’s Master sent along some lube infused with hot pepper oil, and that’s her standard punishment for orgasming without permission.”

Heather smiled. She loved these little games Marcus came up with. “I like that idea, but let’s give them a time limit, how about an hour? Or is that too long.”

Marcus reached for his watch on the nightstand. “Let’s go for thirty minutes and see how they’re doing, if we think they can handle another thirty minutes, we can always add it on. Kyle, you may reach around with your hands to touch Amy’s clit and pussy. Amy, you can do whatever you want with those amazing ass muscles of yours.”

Twenty minutes later, Heather could see that both were stretched near the breaking point, and she was glad Marcus had backed her off to thirty minutes. At twenty-five minutes, Marcus ordered Kyle to speed up, and for Amy to drop to her chest with her hands stretched out over her head. They did as instructed, but neither had come when Marcus’s watch finally beeped that the thirty minutes were up. Kyle stopped moving when the watch beeped, but didn’t pull out.

Marcus told Heather, “I’m ready to fuck something again, watching their control, how hard they both fought. What about you?”

“Yes, what’s your idea?”

“Amy in suspension bondage with you hanging in front of her in a climbing harness, both of you hanging from the winch and facing each other, with a double dildo between you, while Kyle and I fuck your asses. They can’t come until you’ve come at least six times.”

Heather’s libido ignited inside her all over again, and Marcus’s smile told her he knew how much she liked the idea.

“Kyle,” Marcus ordered, “out of Amy’s ass, and prepare your Mistress’s ass for fucking while I get our borrowed slave suspended.”

Heather leaned over the bed again when Kyle approached her with a glove and lube. He followed Marcus’s orders and went straight to the preparation without any foreplay, which was fine, but Heather gave something between a whine and a moan when his fingers invaded her ass. It was still a different feeling for her, good and wrong at the same time, and that was apparently a turn on for her. Kyle expertly worked her until it was more good than wrong, and she lost herself in the sensations until she heard Marcus say, “We’re ready for the two of you.”

A glance up showed Amy’s wrist and ankle cuffs attached to the same spreader bar, so she was hanging with everything spread open, and there was nothing Amy could do about it. The position objectified her in a way Heather hadn’t seen before, and she was surprised to find it a little more than arousing. Marcus had already attached a climbing harness to the same winch, and he handed it to Heather, who put it on and then used the pulley system to pull herself up so her pussy was on the same level as Amy’s.

Marcus handed the huge, double-headed dildo to Kyle. “I’ll be holding Heather’s legs up as I fuck Amy’s ass. Let me get in place, and then put the dildo into them.”

Kyle inserted the dildo into Amy’s pussy first, and then lined Heather up over it and pressed her onto the other end.

Heather groaned in pleasure, holding onto the rope with one hand and wrapping an arm around Amy’s torso with the other. Amy opened her eyes and locked her gaze with Heather’s, and Heather saw a need so deep it took her breath away.

“You want this. Youneedthis.”

Amy closed her eyes and gave a single nod.Yes. Heather pulled their bodies closer, not so much a sexual thing as a Dom-to-sub thing, an instinct that Amy was trusting Marcus and Heather, and Heather wanted to show she was worthy of the trust.

She heard Marcus say, “Now Kyle. Slowly.”

Kyle’s cock touched her ass, and two seconds later, he pressed inside, holding her in place so he had the proper leverage.

Amy went stiff in her arms, and Heather assumed that meant Marcus was pushing into her ass again.

Marcus’s grip on Heather’s legs tensed, and he pushed her feet higher and wider apart. It went through Heather’s mind that she was touching three people — Kyle in her ass and holding onto her hips, Marcus holding her legs up, and Amy in her arms. She had a dildo in her pussy and a cock in her ass, and...wow, there were so many sensations, she couldn’t catalog them.

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