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her elbows, the valley between her soft brown breasts mounded nicely against the surface of the massage table. “Ivan beats you?”
    “No, silly. Master Ivan isn’t my Master.”
    Ilyena quickly spoke up. “We belong to some of Master Ivan’s friends.”
    Gia let out a sigh that held the unmistakable note of relief. “Oh, well that's good. I mean, I wouldn’t want to be interfering in anything you had with him.” 
    “No, Master Ivan is very single.”
    Giving a dry laugh, Gia turned her head so she faced away from the mirror. “Great. I’m sure after I’m ransomed, I’ll leave my number with him.”
    Catrin tugged the towel out from beneath Gia. The table was angled so the men had a side view, and the swell of Gia’s firm ass made all three men groan in appreciation.
    “Now there is an ass I would like to fuck,” Alex muttered in a dark voice.
    Ivan gave him a grin that was more of a snarl. “That ass is mine.”
    Laughing, Nico lifted his hands in their direction. “Shut up.”
    Following the pronounced curve of her ass with his gaze, Ivan adjusted his aching dick. “If you gentlemen don’t mind, I’ll be jerking off back here. After watching Dimitri eat her cunt and not getting anything other than blue balls I need to let off some pressure.”
    Alex grunted. “Feeling a bit of pressure myself.”
    “Me too,” Nico said as he shifted and stroked himself through his pants.
    Ivan turned his attention back to the window, then clenched his teeth. Ilyena and Catrin were massaging oil into Gia’s skin, making her body shine and highlighting the grace of her lean figure. Both women looked over to the mirror and gave their Masters hot, hungry looks. Ivan knew that after this, his friends would have their girls to fuck while he’d be left alone with his hand. Oh, he could use one of the always available submissives who traveled with them, or borrow one of the submissives from his friends who were into sharing, but the only woman he wanted was Gia.
    Evidently, he wasn’t the only one, because the ever-bold Catrin made the first move. She leaned over and licked a line over Gia’s ass. “Mmm, vanilla flavored oil.”
    With a squeak Gia almost rolled of the table. “What are you doing?”
    “Giving you pleasure like Master Ivan instructed us to.”
    Flushing, Gia clutched the sheet beneath her to her chest. “Please, you don’t have to do it. I won’t tell. I’m fine.”
    Catrin giggled and boldly slipped her hand between Gia’s legs, cupping her sex. “Mmm, nice and wet. Just relax, Gia, and let us take care of you. It would please me very much.”
    Gia moaned softly and glanced at Ilyena. “Are you sure we should be doing this? I don’t think I should orgasm without Ivan’s permission. I mean I know he’s just the guy who kidnapped me, but I don’t want to do anything to make him mad. You won’t tell him, will you?”
    Even as Gia said that, she tilted her hips up at a needy angle. Ilyena smoothed Gia’s hair back and placed a soft kiss on the other woman’s shoulder. “Stop thinking so much and enjoy the moment. You have no control, no choice in this, so you might as well take as much pleasure as you can. If Master Ivan hasn’t told you not to orgasm, I say have as many as you can.”
    With a soft whimper Gia bit, then released her lower lip in a way that made Ivan almost desperate to kiss her. “I really shouldn’t.”
    Turning in his chair, Alex gave Ivan a grin. “Looks like you’ll be able to punish a naughty girl after this. I doubt she’ll be able to withstand both Catrin and Ilyena.”
    Groaning, Ivan rubbed his dick through his pants. In the other room, Gia was shifting restlessly on the table as the girls worked her over. As they massaged Gia’s feet they both smiled at Gia’s full- throated groan of pleasure. He made a mental note to see if Gia liked to have her toes sucked.
    Ilyena stepped back. “Turn over, please.”
    Gia did and he swallowed hard at the sight of her