breaths in and out, and she felt the crazy urge to orgasm begin to recede. Thank God.
“Now, you want to check with your fingers to see if her tightness is to your liking.”
Oh no.
David didn’t waste any time as he quickly pushed two fingers inside of her. He fucked them methodically in and out with an occasional pause to stretch his fingers or curl them against her G-spot. Her hard fought control dissipated to nothingness as an impending orgasm had her bucking her hips against his hand, hoping he would rub her clit and give her the sweet relief so desperately needed. Later, when she could think straight again, she’d contemplate how they got to her so fast.
A hard swat landed on her ass. “Did I tell you it was okay to move?”
“No, Sir,” she breathed heavily.
“Did anyone give you permission to come?”
“No, Sir.”
“Then I suggest you hold still as instructed.” Thomas wrapped his fingers gently around her neck and held her still. “You need a collar and leash for what all I have planned for you, but for now, at the very least, a collar.”
Gabby whined. The image that popped in her head was too much to bear. The pressure behind her clit bordered on the edge of pain.
“David are you satisfied with her pussy?”
“Very much so.”
“Good then remove your fingers, and let’s move on.” David pulled from her body and Gabby fought not to let the tears fall that sprang into her eyes. Thomas withdrew his touch as well, leaving her cold without their combined heat warming her.
“Gabrielle, turn and face me please.”
She swiveled, looking up at Thomas to await further instruction.
His fingers cupped her chin. “You’re doing very well, sweetheart. I’m quite proud of you. Do you believe yet that I will take care of you?”
Gabby hesitated unsure of what he wanted to hear.
A frown crossed his face, and he shook his head. “That’s okay, it takes time. Let’s continue. Spread your legs wide and bend down, touching your fingers to the floor.” Gabby stared at him, not even bothering to disguise her disbelief. The position he’d asked her to take would open both her ass and pussy to David in such an intimate way…
A shiver worked down her spine. She should be humiliated. Any normal woman would be. Instead, her skin heated for an entirely different reason.
“Do you want to stop?”
She shook her head.
Thomas raised an eyebrow.
“I mean no, Sir.” She couldn’t stop now. They’d come so far, and the need clawing at her insides had priority over a twinge of discomfort. Gabby moved her legs a little wider and bent at the waist, placing her palms flat on the floor. When Thomas began explaining to David the need to check every inch of a submissive’s body, she tuned out their voices. She didn’t want to hear them discussing her asshole and vagina in clinical terms. She wanted someone to fuck her, and at the moment she didn’t really care which one did.
How had that happened? And what did it mean that she no longer worried about two men she didn’t know all that well touching and fondling her in any manner they chose. With both men standing behind her she had no idea which man owned the hand that rubbed the smooth skin of her bottom or which one traced the seam all the way to her heated sex. Her pussy squeezed.
“Gabrielle. Are you listening?” Thomas’s voice broke through her arousal-fogged brain, although she had no idea what he’d been saying.
“Um…yes, Sir.”
The hand resting on the crack of her ass trailed along the seam, through the slick folds and gave her labia a quick hard pinch. She gasped.
“You should be listening, considering the importance of what’s being done here. Would a spanking get your attention?”
“I’m…I’m sorry, Sir.” Fuck . Please don’t pinch me there again. She knew better than to say that out loud but still…
“Then reach your hands back here and pull apart your cheeks like I asked the first time. David wants to get a
“Now, you want to check with your fingers to see if her tightness is to your liking.”
Oh no.
David didn’t waste any time as he quickly pushed two fingers inside of her. He fucked them methodically in and out with an occasional pause to stretch his fingers or curl them against her G-spot. Her hard fought control dissipated to nothingness as an impending orgasm had her bucking her hips against his hand, hoping he would rub her clit and give her the sweet relief so desperately needed. Later, when she could think straight again, she’d contemplate how they got to her so fast.
A hard swat landed on her ass. “Did I tell you it was okay to move?”
“No, Sir,” she breathed heavily.
“Did anyone give you permission to come?”
“No, Sir.”
“Then I suggest you hold still as instructed.” Thomas wrapped his fingers gently around her neck and held her still. “You need a collar and leash for what all I have planned for you, but for now, at the very least, a collar.”
Gabby whined. The image that popped in her head was too much to bear. The pressure behind her clit bordered on the edge of pain.
“David are you satisfied with her pussy?”
“Very much so.”
“Good then remove your fingers, and let’s move on.” David pulled from her body and Gabby fought not to let the tears fall that sprang into her eyes. Thomas withdrew his touch as well, leaving her cold without their combined heat warming her.
“Gabrielle, turn and face me please.”
She swiveled, looking up at Thomas to await further instruction.
His fingers cupped her chin. “You’re doing very well, sweetheart. I’m quite proud of you. Do you believe yet that I will take care of you?”
Gabby hesitated unsure of what he wanted to hear.
A frown crossed his face, and he shook his head. “That’s okay, it takes time. Let’s continue. Spread your legs wide and bend down, touching your fingers to the floor.” Gabby stared at him, not even bothering to disguise her disbelief. The position he’d asked her to take would open both her ass and pussy to David in such an intimate way…
A shiver worked down her spine. She should be humiliated. Any normal woman would be. Instead, her skin heated for an entirely different reason.
“Do you want to stop?”
She shook her head.
Thomas raised an eyebrow.
“I mean no, Sir.” She couldn’t stop now. They’d come so far, and the need clawing at her insides had priority over a twinge of discomfort. Gabby moved her legs a little wider and bent at the waist, placing her palms flat on the floor. When Thomas began explaining to David the need to check every inch of a submissive’s body, she tuned out their voices. She didn’t want to hear them discussing her asshole and vagina in clinical terms. She wanted someone to fuck her, and at the moment she didn’t really care which one did.
How had that happened? And what did it mean that she no longer worried about two men she didn’t know all that well touching and fondling her in any manner they chose. With both men standing behind her she had no idea which man owned the hand that rubbed the smooth skin of her bottom or which one traced the seam all the way to her heated sex. Her pussy squeezed.
“Gabrielle. Are you listening?” Thomas’s voice broke through her arousal-fogged brain, although she had no idea what he’d been saying.
“Um…yes, Sir.”
The hand resting on the crack of her ass trailed along the seam, through the slick folds and gave her labia a quick hard pinch. She gasped.
“You should be listening, considering the importance of what’s being done here. Would a spanking get your attention?”
“I’m…I’m sorry, Sir.” Fuck . Please don’t pinch me there again. She knew better than to say that out loud but still…
“Then reach your hands back here and pull apart your cheeks like I asked the first time. David wants to get a
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