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womb. Each time he bottomed out inside her willing body, it had her gasping in pleasure-pain till she couldn’t tell where one began and the other ended.
    “N-nooo!” Rebecca stuttered in shock as she felt Alec suddenly push himself away. Instantly, her needy cunt felt deprived and empty. So quickly, she’d become dependent on the sensation of her walls wrapped around that gloriously meaty shaft. She let out an agitated whimper, head darting from side to side as she listened for any kind of movement. Had they left her on her own like this? A sudden panic hit her and she whimpered on a soft sob.
    “It’s okay, beautiful. We’re not going anywhere,” Alec said gently, as he seemed to arch over her before giving her a soft kiss. Then to her surprise, two pairs of hands took hold of her waist and legs and she was flipped over on her stomach. It made her arms cross over her head as the elastic straps attached to her cuffs stretched with her changed position.
    Rebecca writhed, twisted and moaned. She couldn’t keep from swearing, filthily and hungrily under her breath. Hadn’t they had enough of torturing her ? Wondered Rebecca. She was virtually soaking the sheets in the needy juices spilling from her cunt.
    Very close to her she heard Tristan’s deep, low laugh of feral amusement, and she shivered.
    She was spread like a sacrifice, making her feel even more vulnerable than ever.
    The fact that she had her ass now on display, and as she felt her legs pushed far apart and her ankles cuffed again, she knew there was more sweet torment to come…
    *
    “My turn,” Tristan husked, in that voice that never failed to make her stomach tighten.
    The air felt heavy with tension. Still lost in the blindfold Rebecca felt lightheaded.
    She realized in that moment that she trusted him completely, just as she trusted Alec.
    Her defenses were down. Her pussy ached; dripped to be filled again.
    Tristan’s hands; warm and sensitive. On her shoulders, near her neck, gliding up into her hair, stroking her earlobes and then combing and lifting through her locks of hair.
    Impossibly sensual, his touch eased her down from her climatic subspace of moments earlier when Alec had fucked her. Now she tried to push her body back against Tristan, eager for contact
    “Don’t move,” he said on a hot rasp, and Rebecca automatically stilled. “I’ve been dreaming of this as I watched, hard as a rock. Your sexy display had me rubbing on my dick noticing how glistening wet your pussy was wrapped around Alec’s cock. But now I’m done watching.”
    So saying he caressed the length of her spine down to the orbs of her ass, cupping and kneading the cheeks apart. Rebecca blushed with mixed shame and arousal as she heard Tristan tell Alec how sexy her little asshole was; while Alec agreed that it was the most beautiful sight he’d ever seen.
    Tristan kept stroking her butt cheeks and lower spine in a gentle, circular manner with his fingertips. Rebecca squeezed her eyes tight beneath the blindfold and purred with perverted pleasure. Tristan’s skilled hands massaging her ass was so dirty and hot she only got wetter in between her parted legs.
    Soon she felt Tristan’s index finger trace the tiny crinkled hole and Rebecca gasped, body freezing with frayed excitement. She felt confused by her reaction to Tristan’s touch on her anus. Just like when Alec had teased her there, she was torn between humiliation and pleasure. No matter how much she tried to ignore it, it was making her very wet and hot.
    Then came the most shocking act she never imagined. Tristan, striking hard on her ass cheek. Making her cry out at the surprised sting. “ Ooow !” And then instantly wanting him to do it again. She must be going nuts!
    “I’m picturing using my riding crop on your ass; raising cherry-colored weals on this perfect, creamy smooth skin. But for tonight, we’ll just have to make do,” Tristan murmured, and spanked her ass again hard, making her yelp