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I watch in raptured fascination as Jacob visibly melts from the nickname and nods his head. He stays silent as she pushes up onto the palms of her hands, dislodging Macon from suckling on her booby.

“Hey!” Macon protests; Cherry cuts him with a glare, and his mouth audibly shuts.

Cherry’s vibrant green eyes scan the bedroom. The racks of sex gizmos line the walls, and her eyes light up with wicked intent when she lands on something.

She beckons me closer with a finger, and my feet are moving before my brain registers what I’m doing.

“Yes, unicorn? What can I do for you?” I ask her, already milking my mating rod in anticipation.

She crooks her finger again, so I bend down until I’m face to face with her.

She whispers into my ear what she wants me to do, and I shake my head.

“You don’t have to if you feel uncomfortable, but I really want to see him get tortured.” Her voice has a slight whine to it, and I want to do anything I can to make this girl happy.

If it’s torturing her other men with her sadistic little requests, then I’ll happily oblige.

My footsteps thud softly against the carpet, and my hand reaches out for the two things she asked me to get.

The leather collar and leash feel cool and soft in my hands, and a part of me can’t believe I’m about to do this. I gather the other toy and make my way over to Jacob, who watches me warily.

“What’s that for?” he asks curiously.

“It’s for you,” I say simply, lifting my filled hands in a sort of half-shrug.

His eyes cut to Cherry’s – half hopeful and half confused as to what she means to do with the devices in my hands.

“Collar the puppy.” She demands with a gasp as Braylen pins the back of her neck with his hands.

“Who said you get to give orders tonight whore?” he nips her earlobe between his teeth, which causes her back to arch in pleasure.

“No one did, but he looks like he needs this,” she pleads with Braylen.

“What do you think, Macon?” Braylen asks, slowing his pace but not pausing in his movements.

“Don’t care. This meat glove is too perfect to think of anything else right now. I’m pusmatized.” Macon mutters, but his eyes are fixated on the soft bounce of Cherry’s titties, and his mouth angles upwards to catch one in his mouth again.

He swirls his tongue around her soft peak, causing her to moan. “I want you to collar him and lead him over to me so I can hold him in place while you use that over his cage. I want his meat to weep.” Her eyes almost roll back into her head when Braylen drives deeper into her.

“Enough talking whore. Get your other boy toy to do as he’s told, then get a cock in your mouth to shut you up,” Braylen demands, his hand circling the front of her throat and squeezing tightly.

Shrugging, I do as I’m told.

Whatever my unicorn wants, she gets.

I have no interest in men, but if watching me hold a massive vibrator and sticking a collar and leash on her puppy is what helps her find tonight unforgettable, then I’ll fucking do it.

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