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flutter along her neck. “Did you ask for our help, little girl, to stop the pain, or are we hurting you?”
    “Not pain, but something isn’t right with me. I ache so badly I’m going insane,” she whispered. She squirmed in the restraining hands. “Please.”
    “Hmm, so you would like us to take the throbbing away? You want us to touch you until it all stops?”
    She nodded. Hands caressed her skin again. She thrashed her head and moaned. A pair of fingers spread her folds and rubbed against her clit, making her jerk against her restraints. Her muscles froze, straining to get her closer to whatever fingers and palms touched her. Her breasts were hot and heavy. Her nipples were being plucked and rolled until they were tender, but the slight pain seemed to make the throbbing below her belly even worse.
    “In a moment I’m going to give you permission to come. If you’ve been taught in the traditional beliefs, you probably don’t know what that means, but your body will.” The voice was back in her ear, hot and seductive. The sounds this male made had her shivering and goose bumps erupting on her skin. She wanted to wrap her arms around him, press her ear to his chest, and just listen to him talk. “Nod if you understand.”
    She started to nod but then stopped. She did understand, but would that get her punished for admitting she knew? Was that part of this ritual, to determine if she’d gone against the teachings? “I don’t know what you mean.”
    He chuckled, and the sound of it sent shivers through her body. “We will show you, just let us help you.” Then another whisper of breath moved over her cheek. His voice was low and secretive in her ear. “But you know, don’t you, little girl? Do you touch yourself at night when your sisters are in bed? Do you push your beautiful fingers deep into your pussy until they’re wet?”
    “Oh, yes.” She moaned her agreement before she could stop herself. She froze for a single moment, waiting to be punished, reprimanded.
    She was surprised when a masculine sigh skated across her skin. “Oh, little girl, you are perfect. We’re going to give you an orgasm far better than anything you’ve had by your own hands. We’re going to be inside you, stroking your channel, touching your clit, tugging on your perfect nipples until you explode. Do you want that?”
    She couldn’t think around the feeling in her body. Every word he said conjured images so hot she felt heat rushing to her pussy. She nodded, the only answer she could give him. Her legs had started shaking, and she could feel her release approaching. His words coupled with the hands touching, pulling, twisting, were pushing her closer to an orgasm so much better than any she’d given herself. Her cunt muscles were clamped down, spasming with wanting. Her skin was hot and tight, tingling from the water and the perfectly coordinated movements of so many palms across her body.
    One of the sets of hands separated her folds and slid deep inside her channel. She gasped and moaned, trying to push her pelvis closer. More fingers circled her clit, increasing in speed and pressure. She could feel the moment she crested the torturous erotic wave. One moment her life was centered on all of those hands, the next she was flying, blowing apart, imploding. She could hear loud pained cries echo through the room as she tried to thrash in their hands. In the back of her mind she knew the sounds were hers, but she was too lost in the feeling to worry.

Chapter 3
     
    Before Rella had completely caught her breath, the hands lifted from her, released her wrists and knees. She sank into the water like a boneless lump. A whimper of regret passed her lips. Whatever just happened was one of the best things she’d ever felt. The needy pain had passed as well. She’d experienced orgasms before, but this one had removed her from reality. She could still feel her pussy clenching, rippling contractions that made her want to wiggle