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“Does that feel good?”
He cocked his head. “Flogging? Apparently so.”
Thane’s arm was a machine, working now in a figure-eight of motion. Diagonal strikes across both buttocks, backhand from the left, forehand from the right. Harder, faster, no longer using the ticklish tips of the implement, but most of the length of its strands.
Stunning to watch, really.
Caera’s pussy was so fucking wet, it surpassed temptation and rode straight into lifetime addiction. His cock ached like a bitch, craving to thrust inside all that heat, all that wetness, all that fucking snugness that promised heaven.
Her labia were slick with her own fluids, swollen in preparation for the fucking she wouldn’t be getting tonight. She quivered under his touch, her legs parting as far as she could manage to give him access. He found her entrance, pushing one finger, then two, inside her as gently as he could, unsure how sore she might be.
In his left hand, hers began to struggle for freedom.
“What do you need, Caera?”
Whistling under his breath, Thane altered the stance of his body, shifting to the side and changing the angle and rhythm of his blows. Instead of a figure-eight, the flogger was now circling in time with the rotation of his wrist.
Connie screamed as leather connected with her cunt, the strands quickly gleaming under the lights where her juices coated them. “Please, Sir!”
Saul heard his little rabbit mimic the plea frantically.
Caera rode his hand, trying to grind his fingers deeper than he would allow. Needy pumps of her hips matched her whimpering pleas, and Saul forced back the insistent surge of his orgasm as it threatened to tear through him. He was a sucker for those noises, those desperate, almost inconsolable sounds of a woman so close to finding bliss, she couldn’t bear to wait.
“Don’t you dare come, sugar,” Thane growled in response to his sub’s keening cry. “When I’m riding your ass, then you can come, you hear me? Only naughty girls orgasm from having their pussies flogged. Are you a naughty girl?”
Caera’s back stiffened as though Thane’s words were for her.
Saul whispered in her ear, “Are you a naughty girl, Caera?”
Both women whined in tandem, “No, Sir.”
Christ, this was turning out better than he’d imagined. Keeping his little rabbit’s attention torn between their friends’ scene and what was happening to her was difficult to balance, but so far, she seemed immersed in the experience.
“I think you are,” he continued to whisper. “I think you want to see what happens next, don’t you? Connie’s all warmed up now, just like you. What do you think Thane is going to do to her now? She’s wet,” he added as the other Dom sank his fingers into his sub, thrusting into the pussy he’d barely finished flogging. “He can fuck her if he likes, play with her some more, tease her until she’s pleading for his cock. So many choices, and none of them hers.”
Caera’s head twisted to look at him. Color high in her cheeks, her features slack, eyes huge and dazed, the pupils eclipsing her irises completely. “Saul, please. Stop teasing me.”
“Not teasing you, little rabbit. Showing you what can happen here between consenting adults. That could be us, one day.” Saul kept his expression neutral as he caught sight of Thane setting the flogger aside and reaching for a bottle of his preferred lube. “Especially this part, I hope.”
Those big eyes swung back to the scene, and he heard her breath suck in sharply. Around his fingers, her pussy clamped down on him, trapping him in a sheath of wet, silken heat. “What is he doing?”
“Look, listen, and learn,” Saul advised. “If we stay, you can come when she does.”
“Been a while since I’ve taken any pleasure from you here, sugar,” Thane was saying as he dribbled several viscous drops of lube between Connie’s ass cheeks. Dragging his finger along the same path, he probed her rosebud gently, then pushed in hard. “Wouldn’t want this pretty hole reverting back to its shy ways now, would we?”
The muscles in Connie’s arms and shoulders strained as she pulled back against her restraints. “Not there, not tonight, Master Thane.”
“This is my body tonight, Constance, to do what I want with. I’m not hearing a safeword.” More lube trickled down, easing the slow thrusts of his finger. “Don’t play coy with me—I remember you screaming for more the last time I got my way. Tonight is no different. I want it, I’ll have it, and you are going to take every inch I give you like a good girl.”
Connie’s moan set the hairs on Saul’s arms standing to attention, but it was Caera’s quiet croon of curiosity that made his cock jerk. She was quite the little voyeur, and her rapt attention on the unfolding scene was damn near hypnotic.
“He’s not going to…is he?” Her gulp was audible. “Oh my God, he is.”
Yeah, Thane was taking the back road to Sin City, Saul mused as his friend dropped his pants down to his knees and fisted his cock in a lube-slicked palm. The lack of undress on Thane’s part warned him Caera was about to have her innocent eyes blinded by the sheer carnality of a trusted Dom-sub dynamic.
Connie cried out sharply when her Dominant mounted her, her limbs straining against the restraints before she managed to relax. Her whimpers were needy and pitiful, dragging out as Thane worked his dick into her an inch at a time.
The hands Saul gripped behind Caera’s back groped at him, finding purchase in his shirt. Despite her hesitance when he’d asked her about anal, his bunny was riding the fingers inside her in time with the other Master’s slow thrusts.
