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releases, both mental and physical, would be ten times better than when they had to stress and strain.
    Curtis cracked his birch loudly. “Did I say you could lower your arms? Did I say you could touch each other?” he roared at them.
    “No, Master,” said Autumn softly.
    “No, Sir,” said Nicholas.
    Curtis marched across the floor, making sure his boots stomped loudly on the stones. “Nicholas, what is your role in the dungeon?”
    “To obey you, Sir.”
    “Yes. That is your only task here.” Curtis slammed the birch into Nicholas’s ass, letting it sting and bite across those taut muscles.
    “Who is your Master in the dungeon, Autumn?”
    “You are, Master.”
    “Remember that.” This time he made sure the strands were parted. It would still sting but not bruise her more delicate skin, just give her eighteen reminders to obey him.
    Slowly and carefully, he tied the ends of the ropes to the framework, arms spread out to the sides and legs stretched wide apart also. Then, using the ropes at Nicholas’s waist and just above Autumn’s hips, he tied them to the sides of the framework so they had almost no movement. They were linked closely together. They would feel each other’s arousal intimately yet be incapable of responding to it. They could part their chests somewhat and even their pelvises an inch or so, but not enough to prevent themselves becoming more and more aroused by each other’s responses to the whipping he was about to administer. They could also see each other’s faces and facial responses, which should further heighten the drama of the scene they were about to play.
    All in all, this should be a lesson to them that when they were totally unable to take action yet were together, their pleasure would be intensified exponentially.
    “You will remain totally unmoving,” he ordered.
    “Yes, Master.”
    “Yes, Sir.”
    Curtis marched back and forth across the dungeon, stomping his feet loudly as he went, making his pace even and measured and remaining always within arm’s reach of his submissives. After a few minutes he cracked his birch across Nicholas’s shoulders as he passed but ignored Autumn. He repeated his actions twice before immediately whipping Autumn on the same pass. He did not slow or alter his pace at all.
    Then he changed the way he moved. They would have gotten used to his measured pace, so now he slowed down and marched loops around the equipment, making his progress quite random. As he passed them, now and again, he’d lay a stroke on one or another ass.
    Finally, he swiveled and stayed in place, hitting their shoulders, backs, and asses at random. He even made sure a lighter flick from one or two strands caught them between the legs, on the oh-so-sensitive inner skin.
    Curtis himself was sweating now, and so were his two subs. Both had delightfully pink butts and some red lines across their shoulders and upper backs. He looked down and saw Nicholas’s cock was huge and the insides of Autumn’s thighs were damp. He was willing to bet that was arousal, not sweat.
    “Is your cock hard, Nicholas?”
    “Yes, Sir.”
    “Would you like to move closer to Autumn and drive it deep inside her hot, wet cunt?”
    “Yes please, Sir.”
    “Autumn, would you like a cock inside you?”
    “Yes, Master.”
    “What if I said he had to fuck you here, roped together like this?”
    “You’re in charge of our pleasure, Master. If you say so, I know we’ll be able to do it.”
    “Good answer, sub.” Curtis smoothed his hand across her hot ass, then down her thigh and up the inside. She was extremely wet and sticky. Oh yes, she was ready to be fucked.
    He untied one set of feet. “Wrap your leg over his hip so he can enter you, Autumn.” Obediently, she raised her leg, resting her inner knee on Nicholas’s hip and her heel against his spine. Nicholas had to wiggle up and down and sideways, but Curtis smiled as they both heaved a huge sigh when his cock penetrated her