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“Again,” he commands.
I climax once more, my body shivering in the chains, in their strong arms, and I scream my ecstasy.
“Ahhhhhh!”
He pulls his softening cock from me, then fucks me with his hand while Master Séverin’s cock is still deep in my ass. Through the thin wall between my vagina and my ass, Master Erek massages Master Séverin’s dick, and it grows hard again.
Another climax builds inside me, coiling like a serpent in wait, Master Séverin’s cock growing harder and harder inside my ass as Master Erek continues to rub him through my flesh. They lean over my shoulder to kiss each other, and I press my cheek against one of theirs—I can’t even tell whose right now. Doesn’t matter. All that matters is this sensation building inside of me, Master Séverin’s panting breath, the pulsing of his long cock. And soon he is thrusting hard once more, then coming, shooting his hot jizz into me.
Need to come, need to come.
“Yes, now,” Master Erek demands. “Come, pretty Girl.”
I do, coming so damn hard again, my legs trembling, flashes of light going off behind my eyes.
“God forgive me, but I love you both,” I mutter, unable to stop myself.
“Yes, yes,” Master Séverin murmurs in my ear as he shoots his come into me once more, groaning and shuddering, his arms wrapping tightly around my shoulders.
They both pull out of me, and Master Erek moves behind me, and I hear them getting on the bed together, hear them murmuring to each other as I shiver in my chains, hanging nearly limp in the soft leather cuffs holding me up.
I am in some orgasm-induced dream state, nearly nodding off, when Master Erek starts to remove the chains. When he takes one of my weighted clamps off, the pain of the blood rushing back into my nipple is excruciating, and I suck air in through my teeth. He chuckles as he pinches the poor, tortured flesh, and I hate it and love it so much, a giggle escapes me.
“Ah, is that funny, Girl? I think I like your laughter as much as your tears.”
From somewhere behind me Master Séverin lets out a low, sharp chuckle. Then he says, “Do it again, my love.”
Master Erek leans in close and bites my cheek, which I am discovering is perhaps a form of affection from him. Then he takes the other clamp in his fingers, and grinning at me, he gives it a squeeze, making me yelp.
“Ah!”
Another chuckle from him before he whips the clamp off, the sharp teeth of it scraping my poor, swollen nipple. Then the sharp, evil burning pain as the area fills with blood, and I shift from foot to foot. I can’t help it.
The two of them are laughing out loud, so pleased with themselves, and I think, pleased with me. And for some reason I can’t understand, this makes me cry.
“Aw, again with the tears. Yes, my Girl. Cry for me. Cry for us,” Master Erek tells me, pinching my nipple and causing the pain to spiral.
“Mmm…”
“No, Girl. I want you to tell me. Does it hurt?”
“Yes, Master. It hurts so…exquisitely.”
“Ah, I do love that,” he says. “Don’t you, Sev, my love?’
“I have to admit, it makes me happy, if only because it makes you so giddy with pleasure, Erek,” he says, humor in his voice. “Why don’t you bring her to me and let her lie with us? I want to watch her cry as I rest.”
Master Erek takes me out of the cuffs and helps me onto the bed, laying me on my back with my head resting on the pillows next to Master Séverin’s. Then he lies down on my other side and plays with one of my nipples, and in a few moments, Master Séverin plays with the other one. They brush them, making them go hard, making my cunt sopping wet, then they pinch and squeeze, and Master Séverin sits up on one elbow so he can lean over and take my swollen nipple into his mouth, sucking and biting, driving me mad with pleasure.
Master Erek slides a hand down over my belly and into my folds. “She’s so damn wet. Tell us, Girl. Have you ever come simply from nipple play?”
“Yes, Master,” I answer, my cunt giving a sharp squeeze of need.
“Let us see how many times we can make you come. Don’t ask permission, Mina; just do it.”
I don’t have time to wonder at him calling me by my name before his fingers slide inside me, then immediately pull out, and it would have left me feeling bereft, except that Master Séverin is still sucking on my nipple. Pleasure swarms my system, one warm, lovely wave after another, then sharper as Erek bites down on my other nipple, and I am in heaven. I am in pain. I am in love.
My climax approaches, and I have to struggle not to fight it off, as I usually must. Instead, I silently order my body to relax, to let it just happen. And it does, in some strange way, as if my body has filled with liquid, as if I am bathed in heat and pleasure, the pain from their teeth simply another layer of sensation, urging me on.
