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As he promised, Mike held her with her shoulders braced on his palms as he and Adam began their slow dance. As one moved in, the other moved out. Adam upped the sensual edge by raining light slaps on her buttocks, each one sending jolts of pleasure to the deepest part of her cunt.

She tried to move with them but Mike shook his head. “No. We’ll take care of you.

Do not move unless I tell you to.”

The pleasure was so intense she found herself drifting, the only thing in her universe the two cocks fucking her front and back, the soft rain of spankings that made her hotter and hotter. She wanted this to go on forever.

But soon the two men picked up the pace, thrust and retreat, thrust and retreat, until there was barely a second between each movement.

“Mike,” she screamed. “Master! Let me come. Please.”

“Let it go, darlin’,” he rasped as his own release swept over him.

The feeling was like nothing Shannon had ever known before. The two cocks were jerking and pulsing, emptying spurt after spurt of semen into their latex reservoirs while the muscles of both her cunt and her rectum clamped down on them. She shook so badly with her release she was sure she’d shatter.

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And it went on and on. Even with her hands tied she did her best to push herself down on both of them, rocking with them until Adam, gasping for breath behind her, reminded her with a slap she wasn’t to move until they told her to. So she sat and shivered and shook until it became too much for her. She let herself fall forward onto Mike’s hands and chest and dropped into unconsciousness.

* * * * *

The first thing that woke her was the smell of fresh coffee. When Shannon opened her eyes, she realized she was flat on her stomach on the bed and Mike was sitting cross-legged on the floor next to her, holding a mug of delicious brew.

“Wake up, sleepyhead,” he grinned. “Can’t let you sleep the day away.”

“Go ’way,” she mumbled.

“Okay, I’ll take my coffee with me.”

“Wait!” She pushed herself up. “On second thought, how can I turn down such a thoughtful gift?”

He handed her the mug, making sure she was holding it tight then reached for his own on the nightstand.

“You doing okay today, sugar?”

She ached in places she hadn’t known she had and there wasn’t a muscle inside or out that wasn’t sore but she felt better than she ever had in her life.

“Not bad,” she shrugged. “That was quite some treasure hunt.”

He reached up with his free hand and cupped her chin. “But hopefully the prize was worth it. Tell the truth,” he joked, “or you know what happens.”

She grinned even as she rubbed her still sore buttocks and looked around. “Where’s Adam?”

“Smart enough to know it was time for him to leave.” He uncurled himself and moved to sit beside her on the bed. “We have things to discuss, Shannon. Things that pertain just to us.”

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“The lifestyle,” she guessed.

“Yes. And it’s a lot more than the sex. It means we live together. Maybe get married. That at all times inside our home and with others like us I am the Master and you acknowledge me as such. If I want you to walk around the house naked, you do so.

If I want to fuck you in the car in some secluded place, you agree. If I want to display you to my friends and fuck you so they can see your enjoyment, you will agree and understand two things. Whatever we do will enhance your pleasure, and my pleasure comes from that which you give me. It’s all in your hands.”

She chewed her bottom lip. “I’ve thought a lot about this since you and I—I mean Misty and Cock Robin—started talking on the computer and I began doing research on the internet. And something finally occurred to me. I think I’ve always had a submissive nature but tried all my life to run away from it. I was too shy to approach you about it and you thought I’d be frightened of it.” She put down her coffee mug and picked up one of his hands. “I want to belong to you, Michael. In every way. I trust you and I know you will always keep me safe.”

He set down his own mug and pulled her into his arms. “I love you, Shannon. I want you to know that.”

“I love you too. I wish it hadn’t taken me so long to figure it out.”

“But now we can move on from here. We’ll see about the lease on your place get your things moved into my house. Figure out our work schedules. And talk about the things that will help make this work. But first.”

He rose and went to the dresser. When he came back he was carrying a long, thin box. Lifting the cover, he took out what appeared to be a necklace of thin gold links but Shannon knew what it was. A collar. Telling the world she was his. In the center, at the place that would rest against the hollow of her throat, were the intertwined letters M

and S. She dipped her head forward, pulling her hair to the side so he could fasten it and lock it in place.

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“We have a lot to do today, sugar, but I think we need to start this off right.”

Ripping off his t-shirt and sweat pants, he grabbed a condom from the drawer, rolled it on, spread her out on the bed and without preamble drove into her.

“Mine,” he said, thrusting heavily into her.

“Yes.”

“Say it,” he ordered.

“Yours. I’m yours.”

And as his arms tightened around her and his hips rolled and thrust, he put his mouth to her ear and said in a hot, husky voice, “And I’m yours. Forever.”

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About the Author

I always wonder what readers really want to know when I write one of these things. Getting to this point in my career has been an interesting journey. I’ve managed rock and roll bands and organized concerts. Been the only female on the sports staff of a university newspaper. Immersed myself in Nashville peddling a country singer. Lived in five different states. Married two very interesting but totally different men.

I think I must have lived in Texas in another life, because the minute I set foot on Texas soil I knew I was home. Living in Texas Hill Country gives me inspiration for more stories than I’ll probably ever be able to tell, what with all the sexy cowboys who surround me and the gorgeous scenery that provides a great setting.

Each day is a new adventure for me, as my characters come to life on the pages of my current work in progress. I’m absolutely compulsive about it when I’m writing and thank all the gods and goddesses that I have such a terrific husband who encourages my writing and puts up with my obsession. As a multi-published author, I love to hear from my readers. Their input keeps my mind fresh and always hunting for new ideas.

Desiree welcomes comments from readers. You can find her website and e-mail address on her author bio page at www.ellorascave.com.

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