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Carrie was a statue. Not only did Greg order her not to talk, he also told her not to move. She stood facing the wall, her hands over her head, trying her best to regulate her breathing. She felt him moving down her back, his warm lips on her thin nightie. He hiked the hem of her dress up her chest, and now it was embarrassingly askew.When he stirred her body to face him, she automatically opened her legs, allowing him to access her nether parts. Greg nibbled at her hip before tracing a path down where she needed it the most. Except it didn’t happen. His lips skimmed past her sex and instead pressed on her thighs, tickling her. She squirmed and he pressed his palm on her stomach, reminding her who was in control. He sucked and licked her skin, making sure to leave marks. When Greg took a long drag on her inner thigh, licking up close to her crotch, she knew her slick was already leaking. She felt overstimulated. The mere feel of his wet tongue on her skin could drive her to orgasm
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Greg rubbed soothing circles on the Omega’s reddened behind. She winced when he touched the small cut she had gotten from the intense flogging they had done earlier. Carrie snuggled closer to him, her warm body curled up against him.He tightened his arm around her as he felt his cock waking up from its nap. She must have felt it too, because she reached down to rub his hardness softly in small movements of her wrist.He moaned. The motion wasn’t enough to get him off but it would do fine to keep him up until she was ready to be fucked again.“I never touched her,” he said. “Never would.”She looked up, bright blue doe eyes meeting his gaze in a question.“I just thought—” Carrie started, but he stopped her, placing a kiss on her head.“I understand. I should have been more careful.” He kissed her head again to reassure and to bide his time.
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