Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 38428 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 192(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38428 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 192(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
Adam must have delivered a particularly savage stroke to Shani’s ass, because she jerked with a cry, causing the chain to pull hard between the girls. Both cried out from the sudden tightening of the chains between them. Their sexy cries made Ryan’s cock pulse.
“Switch it up?” he suggested to Adam, who nodded his assent.
They moved around the girls in a slow circle, snapping their whips as they went. While they focused primarily on the girls’ asses and the backs of their thighs, the whips occasionally flicked on their sides and a few times on their tethered breasts. Each well-placed stroke brought a gasp or cry from one of the girls.
They continued the whipping until both girls were panting, their bodies trembling, their fingers intertwined in a white-knuckled grip. Finally, the men lowered their whips. Ryan’s cock was aching and a glance at Adam’s crotch confirmed he was having the same issue.
“You may drop your arms,” Ryan said, very proud of both girls. “You did very well. Just a last bit of pain and then you can thank us for your whipping.”
The girls let go of each other’s hands. They moved closer to ease the tension on the chains between their clamps as they lowered their arms to their sides.
Standing on either side of the girls, the guys each placed their hands on the clamps at their sub’s breasts. “Be brave,” Ryan urged.
Both girls gasped in pain as the clamps were released. As Abbie turned toward Ryan, he ducked his head, closing his lips over one and then the other of her nipples to kiss away the pain.
“What were you thinking of by way of a thank-you?” Adam asked. Ryan glanced at his friend, who had his large hand over his sizable bulge. He gave it a rub, his expression devilish. “You thinking what I’m thinking?”
It was clear what Adam meant, but Ryan wasn’t entirely sure what his arrangement might be with Shani. He glanced at Shani to gauge her reaction. She was smiling at Adam, the tip of her tongue perched suggestively on her lower lip, desire fairly radiating from her in a way he’d never seen before. Could it be their most reserved, self-contained staff slave had been smitten at last?
“I think I am,” Ryan said with an answering grin, his hand moving to his fly.
The girls lowered themselves in unison to their knees, as if they’d choreographed the graceful movement. They rested their bare bottoms on their heels, despite the welts that no doubt still stung. Placing their hands behind their backs, they opened their mouths like sweet little birds, their invitation clear.
Ryan and Adam wasted no time. Soon each man’s cock was enveloped in heavenly, wet warmth. Ryan forgot about the couple standing beside him as Abbie worked her special magic on his shaft. He gripped handfuls of her thick, soft hair, holding her still as he thrust in and out of her willing mouth. Within moments, unable to hold back, he spurted his seed down her throat with a groan.
Letting go of her, he took a step back. She was smiling up at him with the contented look of a cat who has just lapped a bowl of cream. With a joyous laugh, Ryan reached for her, pulling her up and into his arms.
“You ready, sweetheart? I have one more task for you,” he murmured into her hair.
“Yes, Sir,” she whispered back.
Adam came a moment later with a strangled cry. Then he, too, pulled his girl up and into his arms. “Where have you been all my life?” he asked with a smile.
“Waiting for you, Sir,” Shani replied sweetly.
Ryan and Abbie exchanged a look and a smile.
~*~
The scene had been intense and awesome. Though they were good friends, Abbie had never shared a direct scene with Shani. She now felt connected to Shani in a way she hadn’t before. They had been partners in their shared struggle to maintain their positions, neither wanting to cause the other added pain. It was a special kind of kindred bond that went beyond mere friendship.
Now they lay side-by-side on their stomachs on thick yoga mats in the dungeon while the guys stroked Arnica cream over their skin. Abbie was still high from the pleasure of making her man come. While the gesture was definitely a submissive thank-you for the scene, it was also an empowering act for Abbie. She loved giving that kind of pleasure to her Master, aware while she was doing it that he was hers as much as she was his.
Once the aftercare was complete, they settled again outside, this time the four of them seated on the padded benches that lined the perimeter of the deck. The rush and ebb of the waves was soothing as they sipped a second glass of champagne. Abbie was deeply content as she snuggled against Master Ryan, who had his arm draped around her bare shoulders.