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“Again,” he commands, this time pulling his hand from me, then going back in with maybe two fingers and curling them against my g-spot.
“Yes, Sev,” comes Master Erek’s voice, thick with desire. “Make our pretty Girl do it.”
Master Séverin fucks me hard and fast while Master Erek presses down on my abdomen, and the two of them lean in over me to kiss each other.
The pressure builds inside me, carrying me higher and higher, and soon I’m squirting, liquid gushing from my cunt, the sensation drawing a long groan from me.
“Again,” Master Séverin repeats as he keeps working my g-spot.
He is merciless, but that’s exactly what I crave. And as he works my sore cunt, the pressure spiraling once more, he and Master Erek kiss again, their mouths pressed together over my prone body.
And God, it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen, maybe because Master Séverin is the most relentlessly stern human being I’ve ever seen. In moments I’m squirting and groaning again, soaking the bench and Master Séverin’s hand.
Master Erek pulls back, laughing. “Yes, Sev. Christ, that’s good. Fuck the Girl up, my love.”
He begins again, fucking me hard, his fingers curled against my swelling g-spot, and in moments liquid floods from my cunt as the two of them grin over me.
Master Erek leans in and bites my cheek hard.
“So fucking beautiful,” he says, his voice quiet, as though telling me a secret.
My head is spinning. Squirting always does that to me.
“Get her cleaned up,” Master Séverin says, pulling his hand from my body and straightening. “I don’t suppose you know how to cook, Girl? You may answer me.”
“Yes, Master. I can cook.”
He nods his head sharply, then he’s gone.
Master Erek helps me to my feet and catches me when I stumble. He leads me into the bathroom and turns on the shower.
“Get cleaned up. Can you stand now on your own, Girl? Tell me yes or no.”
Why do I want to lie? To keep him there with me a little longer? But I can’t do it.
“Yes, Master. I can stand.”
“You are to shower, wash your hair, dry yourself, then come to the kitchen. You will be on your knees in our presence unless we have you walking.”
I don’t answer. I know not to. There is no need to acknowledge an order that will simply be obeyed.
As the warm water falls over my skin, I try to figure out what’s going on with me. My endless curiosity about these two Masters. My fascination with their obvious love for each other. My preoccupation with Master Séverin’s nightmare last night.
But my mind and my body are still buzzing with coming and squirting. With pleasure and pain. With that wicked combination of the two that is my absolute kryptonite. It’s too hard to think. And I am not supposed to, am I? This inability to completely turn off my brain has always made me feel like a failure as a slave. No one knows but me, but no one else has to. I understand my own failings.
I am very much afraid that these two Masters might be my complete undoing, they make me think so much.
Shut up, shut up.
But my brain has a mind of its own.
Ha!
Thank god no one can hear me think but me.
Chapter Five
I have cooked for those who own me before, but I am usually left entirely alone in the kitchen with instructions. It’s odd that, due to the small size of this cabin, the two of them are just outside the open window, sitting on the front porch, where I can hear the murmur of their voices. It’s almost as if they’re watching me as I prepare their meal. Theirs and mine. Master Erek made it clear I am to eat what they do today.
