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sensitive flesh, and yet the instant it moved from one breast to the other, from my belly to my mound, heat and pleasure radiated through me, concentrating into the muscles that clenched at the cock inside me.
    Someone else drew my face to the side and kissed me, gliding his tongue in and out against mine, mimicking the motion of the cock as the water nozzle continued to explore and tease, roving low on my belly, then over my mound. Fingers parted me and the pressure, the hundreds of hard needles, landed right on my clit.
    My body convulsed, I lifted off my toes again, and when I dropped down the cock behind me drove deeper. My legs refused to support me and I hung by the wrist restraints as the cock’s speed increased and I exploded again. Even without a blindfold I couldn’t see anything but flashing lights detonating in my mind with explosive force.
    As my contractions began, the nozzle was mercifully pulled back, and I rode out the orgasm with at least three men holding me, helping the man behind me drive deeper.

CHAPTER FIVE
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    S omeone carried me into the bedroom and gently laid me out on the bed. Unsure of my body’s position, I barely felt conscious and might have fallen asleep for a few moments. My limbs were so spent I couldn’t feel them, like they were part of the soft mattress beneath me, and when I opened my eyes there was almost no light, though I heard voices softly talking around me.
    “I’m not sure she can take anymore.”
    “She can. She just came around me. Hard. So fucking hard.”
    “We have to be sure not to hurt her.”
    “She’s very responsive.”
    I moaned, wanting to talk, but unable to form words.
    “You’re awake.” Luke slid onto the bed beside me, his hand on my belly, gently stroking. “How are you doing, darlin’?”
    I smiled, sliding against the crisp cool linens.
    “If you’re still up for it,” he said, “my friends and I have more surprises in store.”
    “More?” I lifted my head from the mattress. “How many more?” I looked around the room for more men.
    He chuckled. “Not more men, another toy.”
    “Toy?”
    Sliding his arm under my shoulders, he gently helped me to sit. A light went on that shone down onto something suspended from the ceiling that almost looked like a hammock, but much smaller than any hammock I’d ever seen. Straps and handles hung from its sides.
    “What is it?” I asked.
    “A swing.”
    “Oh!” I clapped my hand over my mouth for a second. “A sex swing?”
    He nodded, hugging me to his side. “With the swing, we can still give you pleasure without you needing to do any work. You’ll be completely supported.”
    I stared at the contraption, unsure of how it worked, but the mere idea of it stirred my curiosity, awakening my sexual energy from its overdosed state. A sound rustled in the corner and I realized my voyeur was sitting there, watching from the shadows with his hands on his thighs, his slacks tented. I didn’t remember telling Thom that my fantasy included being watched, but I could no longer think clearly enough to be certain what had been part of my dreams versus what had happened tonight. So far, the experience had gone way beyond fulfilling my fantasy. It had gone places I’d never have been able to conceive. Like that swing.
    I bit my lower lip, imagining myself swinging like a pendulum onto a cock. When would I ever get a chance to do something like that again?
    I slid forward on the sheets. “How does it work?”
    Luke helped me stand and led me to the swing. Turning me, he guided me onto the seat, then some of the other men joined in to move my hands into straps I could hold on to, and my feet into loops that were almost like stirrups.
    “Because you’re tired,” Luke said, “we’re going to strap you in so you won’t fall out. Okay?”
    I nodded and they wrapped soft bindings around my wrists, ankles, and waist. I was suspended in the air, arms up, legs splayed, but it was comfortable. All my weight