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reward now.”
7
M andy looked down at the toy, then up at Zane.
Helping Clark up, Zane gave her a sharp look. “You watched him. Now he will watch you.”
They wanted her to masturbate in front of them? She shook her head. “But I—”
“You said ‘no penetration.’ My slave is not penetrating you.”
Clark was sitting quietly on the bench, waiting, his cock hard again.
“True. But—”
Zane silenced her argument by taking one of her nipples between his finger and thumb and giving it a little pinch. The pleasure-pain zinged through her body.
She jumped a little. Her pussy spasmed a lot. Maybe there was something to that whole pain-is-pleasure thing, when it came to sex.
“Are you going to try to convince yourself you don’t want to? Why?”
Now that was a question she didn’t know how to answer. Did she want to masturbate in front of these two gorgeous men? Her pussy sure wanted her to. What would be the harm in it? “I’m going to touch myself? You won’t touch me? And Clark won’t either?”
“We won’t. Unless, of course, you want us to.”
“O-okay.”
“You’ll enjoy it. I’m going to fuck you with my cock until you beg me for release.” He pointed at the dildo, making it clear that was the cock he was referring to. “And my submissive is going to watch.” Zane helped Mandy lean back on the slanted backrest. She lifted her hips and slipped her panties off, leaving her skirt on. When she parted her legs, the skirt bunched up, revealing her legs and her throbbing center.
“Before I push my cock inside, I want to touch your clit. Lightly at first.”
This was kinda like phone sex ... not that she’d ever called one of those sex lines.
Assuming Zane meant for her to touch herself, Mandy squirted some lube on her fingertip and started drawing slow circles over her clit. Round and round. With each stroke, her body warmed a little more. Her pussy became wetter. Ached a little worse.
“Yes, that is one pretty little pussy. I love to stroke it.”
This was crazy.
And insanely sexy.
She increased the pressure on her clit a tiny bit. Ah, yes. Better. A wave of heat washed through her body.
“Open your legs wider.” His voice was a low rumble. “Now, I want to feel how tight your cunt is. I want to fuck you with a finger while I stroke your clit.”
She stretched her legs wider apart and, while still circling her clit, pushed the index finger of her other hand into her wet pussy. She contracted her inner muscles, tightening her slick heat around her finger.
“Damn, you’re wet. And tight. I can’t wait to thrust my cock into that heat. You’re going to take me deep inside soon. But first I want to tease you, bring you to the verge of release.”
Zane was one cruel son of a bitch, but she’d already figured that out. She shuddered as another wave of carnal need buzzed through her body. She kept her eyes closed as she stroked herself to the edge of release. Two fingers fucked her pussy while the others tormented her aching clit. Hotter she became. Her body tightened. A slight sheen of sweat slickened her skin. A tingle started at the base of her clit... .
“Stop. Now,” Zane ordered.
Breathless, and one stroke away from an orgasm, she threw her hands up over her head. She dragged in one, two gulps of air, then slowly exhaled.
“Damn,” Clark murmured. “I want that pussy.”
“She’s not yours,” Zane said, his voice sharp. “She’s mine.”
His? Since when?
A quiver raced up her spine.
His?
She blinked open her eyes, and her gaze was instantly captured by his. His expression was intense. A glimmer of something feral, carnal, flickered in his eyes.
“Mine,” he repeated. Then, shifting his position ever so slightly, he ordered, “I am going to eat your pussy now. I’m going to taste your honey, fuck your cunt with my tongue, and lick away your cream.”
Was he? Or did he want her to imagine it again?
Hands trembling, she nodded.
He moved like a
7
M andy looked down at the toy, then up at Zane.
Helping Clark up, Zane gave her a sharp look. “You watched him. Now he will watch you.”
They wanted her to masturbate in front of them? She shook her head. “But I—”
“You said ‘no penetration.’ My slave is not penetrating you.”
Clark was sitting quietly on the bench, waiting, his cock hard again.
“True. But—”
Zane silenced her argument by taking one of her nipples between his finger and thumb and giving it a little pinch. The pleasure-pain zinged through her body.
She jumped a little. Her pussy spasmed a lot. Maybe there was something to that whole pain-is-pleasure thing, when it came to sex.
“Are you going to try to convince yourself you don’t want to? Why?”
Now that was a question she didn’t know how to answer. Did she want to masturbate in front of these two gorgeous men? Her pussy sure wanted her to. What would be the harm in it? “I’m going to touch myself? You won’t touch me? And Clark won’t either?”
“We won’t. Unless, of course, you want us to.”
“O-okay.”
“You’ll enjoy it. I’m going to fuck you with my cock until you beg me for release.” He pointed at the dildo, making it clear that was the cock he was referring to. “And my submissive is going to watch.” Zane helped Mandy lean back on the slanted backrest. She lifted her hips and slipped her panties off, leaving her skirt on. When she parted her legs, the skirt bunched up, revealing her legs and her throbbing center.
“Before I push my cock inside, I want to touch your clit. Lightly at first.”
This was kinda like phone sex ... not that she’d ever called one of those sex lines.
Assuming Zane meant for her to touch herself, Mandy squirted some lube on her fingertip and started drawing slow circles over her clit. Round and round. With each stroke, her body warmed a little more. Her pussy became wetter. Ached a little worse.
“Yes, that is one pretty little pussy. I love to stroke it.”
This was crazy.
And insanely sexy.
She increased the pressure on her clit a tiny bit. Ah, yes. Better. A wave of heat washed through her body.
“Open your legs wider.” His voice was a low rumble. “Now, I want to feel how tight your cunt is. I want to fuck you with a finger while I stroke your clit.”
She stretched her legs wider apart and, while still circling her clit, pushed the index finger of her other hand into her wet pussy. She contracted her inner muscles, tightening her slick heat around her finger.
“Damn, you’re wet. And tight. I can’t wait to thrust my cock into that heat. You’re going to take me deep inside soon. But first I want to tease you, bring you to the verge of release.”
Zane was one cruel son of a bitch, but she’d already figured that out. She shuddered as another wave of carnal need buzzed through her body. She kept her eyes closed as she stroked herself to the edge of release. Two fingers fucked her pussy while the others tormented her aching clit. Hotter she became. Her body tightened. A slight sheen of sweat slickened her skin. A tingle started at the base of her clit... .
“Stop. Now,” Zane ordered.
Breathless, and one stroke away from an orgasm, she threw her hands up over her head. She dragged in one, two gulps of air, then slowly exhaled.
“Damn,” Clark murmured. “I want that pussy.”
“She’s not yours,” Zane said, his voice sharp. “She’s mine.”
His? Since when?
A quiver raced up her spine.
His?
She blinked open her eyes, and her gaze was instantly captured by his. His expression was intense. A glimmer of something feral, carnal, flickered in his eyes.
“Mine,” he repeated. Then, shifting his position ever so slightly, he ordered, “I am going to eat your pussy now. I’m going to taste your honey, fuck your cunt with my tongue, and lick away your cream.”
Was he? Or did he want her to imagine it again?
Hands trembling, she nodded.
He moved like a
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