Dalton (Mistress & Master of Restraint)

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and smirks at me . She’s up to something, too.
    “I think you and I could be good friends,” she declares. “Welcome to the game, Font. The bench was getting crowded,” she says ambiguously.
    “What?” I breathe and she shakes her head at me.
    I bite my lip thinking of how to progress. My eyes rove the room and fall on my submissive. I don’t want to do this with the minors in the room- worse my sister. I catch his eye and he immediately comes over to us.
“Send the gossip-mongers to my room and come back to me.” I order him and he complies.
“Is he pleasing to you? I will be the one who takes you, but he will help.” His help is for me, but I don’t supply that fact. He’ll find her beautiful. She’ s an older woman , but he was always att racted to their experience. He’ s the innocent one, he doesn’t do naïve girls. Plus Queen is blonde- his favorite.
Again she just shakes her head. I smile knowingly as does she . It’s almost enough to fill my cock with blood - something is going down between us and hell if I know what it is . But she was waiting for it.
    “Take off your clothes.” I order her. I look around the room and find a yoga mat. What I have in mind requires lying down. I drag the cushioned mat over and position it.
“Lay down on you r back,” I say to her when she’ s naked. My e yes take in her landscape. She’ s a beautiful w oman- ripe and supple. She’ s exactly what a man would love to nibble on, but she doesn’t do a thing for me. I will have to borrow Sebastian’s enthusiasm as I did Whitt’s last night.
    I don’t look as this as whoring for my Master. The idea doesn’t bring bile to my throat. I’m intrigued by the woman. I’ ll find her secrets. First thing tomorrow morning I will call my contacts and know every second of importance that has occurred in her life. We need to be on equal footing.
    Sebastian sees Queen laying out for his enjoyment and lust fill his features. I’ve watched him have more sex than I’ve had myself. Most of my experience was with my hand as he found pleasure in the warm th of a woman or three. Usually he would turn me on so that I could do my duty for my M asters.
“Strip,” I salaciously order. I can’t keep the heat from my voice. The word came out a mixture of English and French. I’m just thankful that Queen is as enamored with Sebby as I am, so she didn’t notice. I groan loudly when he exposes his body to our sight. He’ s even better l ooking than at twenty-one. He’ s filling out. His body is still lanky, but corded with muscles. Alright, this will not be a hardship. I just have to make sure I don’t touch him. If I do, I’ll order him to do very bad things to me.
“Queen, stand,” I demand. “Lay down on the mat, Seb. Lay down on top of him- mouths to genitals,” I say when they move where I order.
    Queen gently mounts my submissive and takes his perfect cock in her mouth. My mouth waters at the sight. I’ve never had the pleasure- envy takes my breath away. I close my eyes to the sound of Sebastian groaning when he makes contact with her warmth.
I feel eyes boring into my back. I turn and see Whitt st udying us as he thrusts into Kristal. I turn my back to him. I don’t need him- I lie. I don’t want him to think I do. I will not play whatever game he is trying to start. I enter a new game with Queen.
    I kneel and watch Sebastian an d Queen devour each other. She’ s mewing in pleasure. The sound doesn ’t annoy me as usual since she’ s driving my submissive insane with need. She sucks his cock like she hasn’t had the taste in eternity. I’m right there with ya, Queen. I lick my lips fearing droo l will pool out. I swallow audibly.
I rest my knees between Queen’s thighs and draw her legs up. I watch as Sebastian’s tongue delves into her lapping up all her juices. He rolls his eyes up to me and they shine with pleasure. I m issed the look he gets when he’ s riding high.
I turn my back so that no

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