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you permission. Yet perhaps I should stop and leave you hanging on the edge of release. Would you like that, slave?â
âOh, please donât mistress!â Mina was livid with distress at the mere prospect. âIâve done as you asked!â Her rising plume of pleasure was too hot to resist; she simply could not cope with denial, not after her long captivity and period of isolation. To be inverted and bound, restrained and forced to service both her owners before being masturbated by one of them was so acutely arousing she felt she would explode if she did not give vent to the need raging inside her.
âI donât recall this being part of the bargain,â Tethys said cruelly. âI offered to crop you if you serviced us, is that not so?â She slowed the rhythm of her fingertips, threatening to stop if the answer failed to satisfy her.
Minaâs pleasure began stalling, kept at a crucial point by Tethysâs experienced ministrations but moving no closer to the heavenly goal of a climax. âYes, mistress, but please, itâs been so long and Iâve missed you both so much, please donât deprive me. Desperation saturated every syllable of her plea.
âMaybe, maybe not, Iâll decide in a moment.â She drew Mina closer and closer, making her fight to stop herself from coming. But battling the will of her body was more than she could handle at the moment; she was simply too aroused to be able to hold off. She needed permission right now or she would end up disobeying her mistressâs command through no fault of her own.
âMistress, please!â
âNo, not yet,â Tethys snapped, working her fingers with skill and making Minaâs mind boil as her synapses burned with the effort of mentally resisting an orgasm, every second a brutal war she barely won.
âOkay, you have permission, slave,â Tethys said at last. It took a moment for Mina to realise she was being allowed to climax. âCome on slave, letâs see you come.â She accelerated her ministrations.
Minaâs features contorted in a silent frozen cry as every fibre of her being tensed, and the shattering joy that flooded her made all her muscles ripple beneath it.
âThatâs it, slave,â Tethys said contentedly as Mina thrashed against her bonds.
âThank me, slave,â she commanded. âThank your mistress.â
âOh thank you, thank you, mistress! Thank you for letting your slave come!â She sagged in her bondage, wheezing softly.
âGood girl,â Tethys murmured, lifting her wet fingers away and presenting them to Mina so she might take them into her mouth and clean them of her own juices.
Sucking her mistressâs skin and the cut off latex fabric, Minaâs mind reeled from the intensity of the ordeal as her limbs continued to release the occasional fit against her bonds.
âYouâve earned your reward, slave,â Oceanus told her. âAre you ready?â
Mina had all but forgotten the beating she had begged to receive after being spanked. âYes, master, I am,â she said softly, closing her eyes and readying herself for the imminent trial.
The couple retrieved their crops and stepped behind her once more, each one targeting a cheek. The crops hummed their sibilant songs as they cut the air and applied their ferocious tips to a bottom already smouldering from a recent chastisement. The leather hoops etched hot welts into her skin, the flesh rising in trenches that burned like the sun, each stroke adding to the general fury suffusing her buttocks. Wailing and pulling against her bonds, Mina sobbed and begged for mercy.
Launching the implements against her flesh, the couple marked its property with welts of love, each one a terrible blessing to Mina as she endured them, reviling and revelling in each scorching kiss of the stinging black leather. Afterwards, they gathered close to her and offered the tips of
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