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I glanced over my shoulder to see him holding a soft leather flogger with wide falls. “Ten strokes,” he announced. “For teasing me. For making me lose control. Count them.” The first strike landed without warning across my ass with a sharp, stinging thud. It wasn’t too hard but it was hard enough to make me jolt and moan and moan at the same time. Heat bloomed across my skin. “One,” I gasped. By the fifth stroke, my skin was warm and tingling, the pain melting into a deep, throbbing pleasure that made my pussy drip onto the bench. My ass was on fire but I was panting and pushing back for more.

He lay back on the bed, closing his eyes. Cassandra pulled his boxers away from him and stroked his erection gently, jerking him off. Eros shut his eyes tighter as his release built. “Cassie, I don’t think I would impress you with my lasting power tonight. Girl, you are driving me nuts.” “I haven’t started yet,” Cassandra whispered in a sexy voice. “I want to get you so high on me that you would fuck me all night.” She leaned forward and flicked her tongue over his cap, Eros gasped; she giggled. Loving how he responded to her touch and teases, she wrapped her lips around his hardness, pushing down, taking him in, inch by inch, until she gagged. She slowly moved up again and started sliding h

I felt full, ruined, and completely owned by him. Eric leaned down and grabbed my breasts with his big hands. He squeezed them softly, then licked my nipple with his warm tongue. I gasped and arched my back. The feeling was so good that it made my toes curl. “You will wait for me then, my love,” he said in that deep voice I was starting to love. “But right now I’m not away. Let us enjoy ourselves. Will you lie on your stomach and kneel for me? Let’s try a new style.”

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I rubbed harder, trying to make myself feel normal again. Eric kept going, his voice louder now, closer. “Thursday I want your mouth. I’ll stand in front of you, hold your head, and slide my dick between your lips while you talk about limits. Every time I get a problem right, I’ll push deeper. You’ll choke and drool all over your chin. Spit running down your neck, mixing with those hickeys . Then I’ll cum right on your tongue or paint your whole face. You’ll look so messy and used, Aiden. And you’ll still come back for more because you need the cash and you secretly love how dirty I make you feel.”

He was using his tongue like a weapon, licking me clean with slow, heavy strokes that made me arch my back and cry out. Once I was shivering from his touch, he flipped me over so I was on my hands and knees. He took another slice and rubbed the warm crust against my ass before tossing it aside. He didn't talk any more. He grabbed my hips, tilted me down, and slid back inside me from behind.

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