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Authors: Cari Silverwood

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“Mmm. She does.”

Enraptured at the sight of her mouth moving on me, I clenched my fists. The no I had meant to say seemed stuck in the back my throat. “Bitch,” I whispered.

“Oh my. She talked, Sir. What will we do?” She wrapped her hand around my breast and squeezed. “Bitch? I don’t think you mean that, Steph. I think you want to be our toy tonight. Hmm?”

Klaus hugged me closer. “A naughty toy. After Jodie makes you come I’m tying underwear across that dirty mouth.”

Oh fuck. Though appalled, that had turned me on even more.

An alluring siren, Jodie rose to my level with her hands braced on the sides of the chair seat. Then she cupped each palm on my face and said softly, “I’m going to make you come now. Maybe I’ll put my tongue in you.” Her eyes were bright, her lips soft and full.

Shocked at how she was reveling in this despite my reluctance, and Klaus holding me down, I opened my mouth. What would they do if I spoke again?

“Have you wondered how her tongue would feel going inside you? I can tell you it feels good on my cock.” In a sneaky sexual prompt, Klaus stroked his palm on me, right over my mound. Deep firm strokes.

I breathed out a strangled moan, and clenched, imagining her there. Already she’d pressed her body in close and I sensed her warmth through her shorts.

“Now I’m going to make you pay for that
bitch
.” Her smile was wicked, and I couldn’t help writhing a little against the iron bar of his arms. I was trapped tightly and she was waiting, wanting me, inches away.

What did she mean by I’d pay? I dreaded finding out.

“Hold on,” Klaus said. Then he dragged my arms back and linked my wrist cuffs together. “Done. Now I can play too. Go down on her, girl.”

“With pleasure, Sir.”

The slow descent of her toward my groin became a painful trail of bites from the nipples and undersides of my breasts, while I screamed a little at each, down across my belly, to my mons. I couldn’t stop myself squealing, “Don’t, don’t, don’t,” when she bit there too, and hung on.

“Is she allowed to swear if I bite, Sir?” Jodie murmured with her teeth nipping above my clit.

He was laughing, I realized from the movement of his chest. “I think we’ll allow that, yes.”

“Okay.”

My fuck, fuck, fucks became a rising tide of shrieks as she applied bites to my clit and labia. Then she licked me once, hot and slow, with the flat of her tongue up along my swollen lips to my clit, and I subsided, moaning.

“That’s good,” Klaus murmured at my ear, before he put thumb and finger to my nipples and squeezed.

My eyes rolled back with the climbing pleasure from what Jodie did with her tongue.

“Here?” she whispered, settling on simply sucking on my clit and rolling her tongue across now and then. I looked down for a moment, watching, before a swell of sensation made me arch and flop my head back against Klaus’s shoulder. Despite his hold, I’d slipped down his body as I spread my legs more, aching to reach toward where I was being fingered and licked and sucked effortlessly toward ecstasy.

“Or this?” And she slipped her fingers into me, pumping them in time with the rhythm of her exquisite sucking. I looked down again. Her mouth on me, fingers inside, and Klaus handling my breasts and pinching. The worst of it was how my mind continually flicked back to the knowing that they had me at their mercy. I was bound, held, caught, and couldn’t stop them, and that repeated thought alone sent me soaring higher and higher. Her tongue, her mouth…my captors.

I shuddered, squeezed my muscles in, and came while gasping a quiet chorus of
no, no, no
.

The aftermath left me struggling for air. Jodie climbed up and hugged me.

“No?” That was Klaus. I opened my eyes to see that enigmatic smile of his. “I think that was really a yes, little toy, wasn’t it?”

I shut my eyes, refusing to answer. Something of me could remain an unknown. The man would never have all of me.

“Not answering? Too late for that. Go get the bondage tape and a pair of panties, Jodie. I’ll keep this one occupied until you come back.”

That sounded ominous. Klaus had let me fall forward onto his arm and wasn’t paying attention while he spoke. I wasn’t at all keen on having anything done to me in this post-climax lull except maybe sagging to the floor and curling into a ball. As if I hadn’t learned how futile it was to resist, I tried to wriggle myself upright, and got to my feet, only to have him grab my cuffed wrists.

“Where are you going? Such impetuous behavior.”

I glanced behind me. His grin was lopsided. Fuck. Guess the man liked it more when I didn’t give up. Didn’t change me. Damned if I was going to sit still for him either. Especially if he was getting a gag no matter what I did. Anger ripped through me.

I let each following word roll off my tongue, savoring them. “Go fuck yourself.”

Imagining that he’d leap up and do something bad, I froze, but instead he stood slowly and loomed over me a minute just looking down, not quite smiling. I chilled. Maybe telling Klaus that had been unwise.

He walked around me once, while I kept my trembling to a minimum and scowled.

“You’re trying to fire me up? Brave, if foolish. You’re the one who is getting fucked, Stephanie. Slowly and with force, until you understand exactly who is in charge.”

Not willing to let him out of my sight, I turned my head to keep track.

“No.” He grabbed my neck, his fingers wrapping more than half way round. “Move when I tell you to.” With that hold he drew me to the chair and made me kneel then unlinked the cuffs. “Shut your eyes. If I see them open, I will hit harder.”

I almost swallowed my tongue as I heard the distinct threatening noise of a belt being unbuckled and slid through loops.

“I like seeing a woman with a red ass. I like seeing her flinch at the pain. I love it when my marks last. But you should know this—I’m scaling myself back with you. I’m not hitting you any more than I think you can take. Grab hold of the chair legs.”

Oh fuck, oh fuck. Where was Jodie? I wanted her back in here, but I grabbed the bottom of the chair legs and hung on for dear life.

“Though, truthfully, I’d love to see you grow to like this.”

To make me like pain? He had to be joking. His calloused palm caressed my ass, gently, heading toward where I didn’t want him to go. Jodie…I responded to that, to her touching me without me saying it was okay to. Even if that was weird in some psychological dark way I really did
not
want to analyze. But Klaus, I didn’t even like him.

“So beautiful. Nothing better than this view of a woman, waiting for me to do something to her.”

My nipples shrank to points and ached. He intimidated me. The room itself trembled when he entered. Or maybe that was just my knees. Fuck, what was he doing? He was big and masculine and…and imagining him back there… Okay, no lies. No point in lying to myself. The thought of him looking at me was hot.

Then his fingers slid into my wetness and he played with my lips, shunting up and down, dipping a half-inch into me, while he kept talking in that deep deliberate way that was as nasty as swallowing pure scotch. So good. So bad.

Another slide of his fingers, so close to my upright clit.

“Uh.” I squeezed my eyelids shut even more and put my head down. Already I had that despicable urge to stick my ass in the air to beg for more…from him, from this man I detested.

“Are you our little whore, Steph? Does that label make you hotter and wetter, closer to coming?

Hot? I swear I’d just melted. I sucked in air through my lip that twisted under my teeth.
Don’t answer.

Then he shafted two fingers straight into me, like he owned me, like he could do it when he wanted to.

“Fuck.” I gasped and arched a little. Not much, but I heard him chuckle.

“You are, aren’t you?” His next finger thrust ended deep then he lifted my butt in the air with just those fingers, stretching my walls, making my knees bounce when he let my body back down. He removed his fingers, slammed them back in, eliciting another grunt from me.

“You’re so wet, little toy.”

I hated him in that moment.

I heard the shuffle of cloth as he stood.

“Let’s try some small doses.”

The whip of the belt came too fast for me to stiffen. The smack of it across my pussy shocked me as well as sending a flood of pleasure through the lower part of my body. He laid another five or six strokes over my butt. Though harsh, I was so aroused they seemed to blend in, leaving me enveloped in a fog of hurt and conflicting lust.

If I’m wet it’s just because of his fingers. Or so I told myself.

Then he fingered me some more, and used the belt some more.

By the time Jodie stepped back into the room, I was quivering and wanting him to fuck me for real.

“Oh.” Her footsteps halted. “She looks—”

“Ready for more?”

I’m not
, I wanted to protest. It wasn’t fair that he knew how to do this. I wanted him to go away and die and I wanted his cock in me so bad.

Jodie’s swallow was audible. “Yes.”

“Tape.”

“Here, Sir. And the panties, I brought both clean ones, and I took off mine. I thought you’d want to choose.

“I do. Good girl.”

At that I had to put my head up. As he approached, I battled the stupid impulse to get up and run and the other stupid one—to defy him. It must have showed.

His mouth tensed and he handed a pair back to Jodie. “You have the clean ones.”

“Don’t you dare.” I showed teeth. Yeah, that impulse won. Yet I’d not let go of the chair legs. My courage only went so far.

“Don’t?”

Behind him I saw Jodie put her hand to her mouth as if shocked.

“Oh, I dare, all right.” With a last stride he reached the chair where I’d finally decided it was prudent to get up and run, but he swung his leg and sat across my back so I was squashed stomach down across the seat.

All the air oomphed from my chest and I struggled to drag in another lungful.

Before I could do more than cough, he’d reached down and was halfway through wrapping my wrist to the chair leg with tape. When that one was firmly trapped, my other clawing hand was treated the same way. Then Klaus sat up and used the tape to bind each of my legs to the other side of the chair just above where my knees met the floor. With fingers jammed into the sides of my mouth, he made me open, and he pushed in the panties.

“Spit them out and I’ll do far worse to your pretty pink butt. Understood? Nod?”

Tears blurred my vision. With him leaning over me, his fingers in my hair, and all my limbs tied to the chair, what was the use in getting in more trouble? None.
Don’t do it
. I could hear that voice in my head. I tongued the panties, tasting, smelling Jodie’s arousal on them. If they’d been his, I’d have spat them out and taken the consequences.

He waited. Patient as a fucking demon with a soul to harvest.

I swallowed around the panties. Saliva was already building. I lowered my gaze, hearing the urgent beat of my heart, and I nodded.

“Thank you.” Then he leaned in and kissed me hard, his lips all-encompassing, devouring mine, his tongue forcing my lips apart. The presence of him in there, inside my mouth, with the panties in there too—that undid me, unraveling what last resistance I had. I gave in and tried to kiss him back.

“You. Are. So. Fucking hot, girl.”

When he rose, I let my head hang down again, and heard him say, “Undress,” to Jodie as he also shed clothes. Zips unzipped, clothes fell to the floor. They were coming for me. And all I was doing was waiting, and aching for them.

“She’s a little low for what I want to do to her.” He picked up the chair and me as if we weighed nothing much. I gasped as he carried me over to the coffee table and settled the chair legs on it. “Cock level. Much better.”

The casual tone in that rattled me—as if I was no more than a piece of his furniture. I gulped, alarmed at what would happen if the chair shifted. My tongue moved against the panties. The floor was an extra couple of feet away and I was on hands and knees strapped to the chair. If it toppled off the coffee table, I’d go with it.

“Stand at her front.”

“Sir, she can’t do much with the panties in her mouth.”

Klaus laughed. He was behind me and he slapped his hand once on my bottom.

“I made a small error there. I want to see her lick you while I fuck her. You can take out the panties. Spit them out, Steph.”

Steph? I wasn’t toy anymore? Shit. Progress. I moved my tongue and pushed them out of my mouth, a thin thread of drool hanging from my lips as I stared at the floor. Jodie squatted before me, naked, her legs parting as she did so. I couldn’t help looking at her. She was pretty. She was also a part of this. And I still adored her, or at least, her body. I wasn’t sure what the hell I really thought of her.

The distinct sound of a condom packet tearing made me tense.

“You okay?” she asked me. And yet she also had me in Klaus’s favorite grip, with a hand in my hair, and slowly she lifted my head higher so we could look in each other’s eyes. There was, strangely, compassion there, as well as an intense expression that said she wanted me.

Klaus used both thumbs to pry apart my ass cheeks, then he dug those thumbs into me next to my labia, exposing me to him. Opening me. I tried to fight how that made me feel, like I was
his
.

Jodie looked up and seemed rapt in whatever he did. At the soft prod of the head of his cock against my entrance, I knew what fascinated her. From that blunt, unwelcome, yet possessive touch on my sex, the heat of lust unfurled.

“Oh yes,” she whispered. “Oh fucking yes. I so want to see you enter her. That’s just…
fuck
.”

“I’ll get there.” He stroked my butt with one hand and drew a slow line on me. “She welts up good.”

I was being discussed like some object when I wanted him inside me. Involuntarily, I clenched down there and heard an appreciative, “Hmm,” from Klaus. God, he noticed every-fucking-thing.

“As good as me?” Jodie challenged.

“Better. A pristine ass is best. Jealous, gorgeous?”

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