جميع فصول : الفصل -الفصل 28

Sasha's POV.I shut the door with a soft click and walked toward the desk with shaky legs, eyes fixed on the polished wood. Heat still pulsed between my thighs from the toy that had tormented me all day. My fingers twisted the hem of my dress until the fabric bunched in my fists.Dominic rose from his seat. The chair scraped once against the floor. He circled the desk without hurry, each measured step of his shoes drawing closer until his palm settled on my shoulder. “You seem so desperate, Sugar Plum,” he moved my hair away from my shoulder slowly while his warm breath brushed the side of my neck.“I can't hold it anymore,” I whispered, trying to look up to his face. "Please do something… please touch me.”His hands found my hips and turned me. The edge of the desk met the backs of my thighs. He guided me up until I sat on the cool surface. One sharp tug sent the thin straps of my sundress sliding down my arms. Cold air hit my skin, and goosebumps ran down my exposed arm. My breast

Sasha’s POVI slid off the desk on unsteady legs, the sundress slipped from my body and pooled at my feet. I stepped out of the fabric and sank to my hands and knees on the thick carpet. The collar sat warm and snug around my throat. Every small movement made the leather remind me it was there.*This is humiliating.* I closed my eyes for a second, heat rushing to my face.Dominic gave the leash a short, firm tug. My head lifted; both of them stared down at me. Bastian’s mouth curved in a slow, pleased smile. Dominic’s gaze stayed dark and steady, almost hungry.My eyes dropped their body, thick outlines strained against their trousers, hard and obvious. I swallowed, tongue pressing against the roof of my mouth.Dominic passed the end of the leash to Bastian. “Walk her.”Bastian took it and crouched so our faces were level. “You look good on your knees, collar on, already dripping again, Darling.” His fingers tipped my chin up. “Keep your head high. We’re only getting started.”He s

Sasha's POVI crossed the short space with shaky legs and let him pull me down so I straddled his lap, facing him directly.“I'm sorry, I couldn't hold it.” I apologize, hoping to escape his punishment but also anticipating it.“No apologies, darling; you would have to show me what you've got.”I looked down at this thick cock; it was arching a little to the side, showcasing its veined skin. It was still hard and slick, slightly touching my belly button. I could smell the manly heat oozing out of him while Bastian stayed close behind me.My face was right above his, looking straight into his eyes. “Sit on it.” Dominic said, relaxing on his two palms under his head.I looked down at his dick, then at his face.He raised an eyebrow at me. “Do it.”I grabbed his dick, traced it to my coochie, and sank onto it slowly. The stretch pulled a broken moan from my throat. I was supposed to be loose from Bastian's brutal penetration, but Dominic's cock still found its way to stretch inside me.

Shannon's POV“Yes… yes… yes…” My tiny legs trembled as I clung to the polished pole like it alone can keep me upright. The black-and-pink French maid apron clung damp to my skin while the tiny black heels forced my arches high. Loren drove the thick silicone strap-on deeper with every thrust, the light-purple transparent length stretching my hole wider until the burn bloomed into pure heat. Sweat traced the shallow dip of my spine and slid lower. My pink cock slapped uselessly against my thighs because she refused to touch it and had ordered me never to dare.She let me cum willingly today. I should stay grateful, or the round ring would return on my balls.“Please… Master… please fuck me more.” The words tore out on a sharp moan.“You like this, right?” She leaned over me, soft breasts brushing my bare back as her lips brushed my ear. One hand gripped my waist; the other pinched a nipple hard enough to spark white behind my eyes.I am such a slut for older women. I would let Loren