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them. Stop, Joanna thinks. She almost says it aloud but then remembers what will happen if she does, and bites her tongue. Come on then, she tells herself. Let’s get it over with.
    The two fingers pull slowly out. Joanna hears a grunt, then, to her surprise, Mr. Stephens rises from his knees and steps around to her shoulder. Immediately, Jeremy’s hands slip from her buttocks. “I’m too thick for you,” she hears him say. “I’m afraid we’ll need another arrangement.” Without warning, he removes her gag and blindfold and she blinks at him, trying to make him out. When Joanna’s eyes adjust, they focus on Mr. Stephens, the belt of his robe tied again at his hips. Jeremy stands beside him, stripped to the waist, his slim body hairless and childlike. As Joanna watches, Mr. Stephens’ fingers unbutton Jeremy’s fly and pull down his trousers, then roll down his underwear. Nonchalantly, Jeremy steps out of his clothes and stands naked in front of her. The expression on his face is vacant, but his cock is rock hard, veined and straining. It is narrow but excessively long. Mr. Stephens places protective hands on Jeremy’s shoulders. “I can use the rubber phalluses again,” he is saying. “I’m sure you would prefer that. But I think Jeremy will enjoy this. Don’t you?” He smiles and waits for her response. This is the moment, she is thinking, when he expects her to ask to leave. She grits her teeth, then remembers that she is supposed to be afraid.
    â€œPlease don’t hurt me,” Joanna says, trying to whimper. “Do anything you want, but please, please don’t hurt me.” She turns her head away and pretends to cry. Behind her, she hears his low laugh.
    Hands part her ass again, broad hands this time. There is a soft brush of skin as Jeremy climbs up behind her. She tries to breathe deeply when he splits her open, cold and wet, pushing deep into her bowels, drawing back and pushing again. Jeremy’s sounds are mottled, guttural. He leans forward, grabbing the strap at her waist to pull himself farther inside. Each thrust is a sharp and radiating pain through Joanna’s body. He rocks on top of her, wild, one hand absently slapping her back between the shoulderblades in time with his pounding. She hears shouts, a final rhythm of quick pounding as he comes, emptying himself deep within her. Joanna imagines she can feel the heat shooting up to her heart as he relaxes, breathing heavily against her back.
    Jeremy pulls back and drops out of her. Immediately he kneels and unbuckles the straps behind her knees. At the same time, Mr. Stephens releases the buckle at her back. Her wrists come apart and are stretched over her head and refastened. “Turn over,” he says. Joanna turns on her back, her ass resting high on the pillow, her legs hanging free. She expects her ankles to be refastened, but they are not. A rubber phallus is inserted, quickly and expertly, into her cunt. Mr. Stephens kneels between her open thighs and swiftly begins to lick her, tenderly, like an animal. Desire floods back into her crotch. Dimly, she feels the fluid seep from her anus. His mouth is passionate now, and hungry. He finds her center and sucks loudly, rhythmically. This is a reward, Joanna thinks. She rubs against him and he responds, giving her what she wants. His hand rises and motions. Instantly Jeremy falls over her and begins to feed at her breasts, urgently sucking one with his mouth, pressing and squeezing the other between his fingers. Joanna cries out loud. She moves frantically. At the verge of her climax, Mr. Stephens suddenly stands and removes the rubber phallus, filling her with his own swollen cock. His thumb rubs where his mouth had been a moment before, smoothly but with friction. Her nipples throb in Jeremy’s mouth and fingers. Joanna arches and writhes, her ankles locked around Mr. Stephens’ waist. When she opens her