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legs, which he
parted with ease. Taking her by the ankles, he twisted the liquorice around
them and tied them, one each, to the corner posts and the foot of the bed.
    Skye felt the pulse in her temple throb and
the pace of her breathing increase as he worked. She licked away the beads of
sweat that were forming on her top lip and enjoyed their salty tang.
    The last thing she saw of the event was
Mario approaching with the blindfold. He put it gently over her head and eyes
and then whispered something Italian into her ear. Skye had no idea what he’d
said, but it seemed to raise the room temperature by a couple of degrees.
    There was silence for a moment as Mario
went over to his CD player. He pressed play and waited for Rodriguez to sing.
Sugerman. It was the perfect song for the act of seduction.
    Mario peeled Skye’s top until it rested
just above her spiked hair, in the process revealing tiny breasts with nipples
that were perfectly round. He noticed the lipstick she’d put there. Maybe she
been expecting something like this, he thought. The deep red reminded him of
cherries on the trees back home and he bend down to lick and bite and tease
them into his mouth. Skye sucked in a huge breath and arched her back and Mario
backed away.
    There were more treats in the bedside
cabinet.
    A sherbet dib-dab came out first.
    Mario opened the pack and sprinkled the
sherbet in a line going straight from Skye’s belly button to her throat, then
piled the remainder on top of her nipples.
    Next came an Irn Bru cream which he fed to
her teasingly. Skye’s tongue reached for the sugar a licked it in the way she
hoped Mario might soon be doing to her cunt.
    With a pair of scissors, Mario set about
removing Skye’s lace panties.
    When Skye heard the snips, she almost cried
out for him to stop. These were her favourite knickers. She’d worn them
especially, just in case. What the hell did he think he was doing?
    She stifled the cry and instead only
managed a gasp of pleasure. She’d never given herself up so totally before and
it felt completely liberating.
    With the panties removed, Mario was free to
do what he wanted.
    He touched her clit for a moment and
watched her arch. Slipping his finger down, he stroked her labia then pushed
his fingers in. First one, then two and a third. Widening the gap between his
fingers and flexing them drove her crazy – she imagined a wild creature inside
her and allowed herself to find pleasure with every move.
    When she was good and wet, Mario parted the
lips of her pussy and sprinkled it with popping candy.
    Tiny crackles filled the air and Skye loved
each explosion, feeling as though she was being taken by a force of nature. The
warm tingles spread though her body and she smiled at how ridiculously good
things felt. Why the hell had she never tried it on herself? It was amazing.
    From the cupboard came a sugar dummy and a
bottle of golden syrup.
    The dummy he put down for a while as he got
on with spreading the syrup around on Skye’s body, as if inspired by Pollock.
He swirled it over her breasts, onto her lips, across her hips and down to her
anus.
    After he put the bottle down, he took his
index finger and traced the rim of her anus and worked the sticky moisture
inside the muscle. When he seemed happy, he took the sugar dummy and pushed it
in. At first he was slow. Skye felt a flash of pain and a wave of doubt took
over her. The next sensation was altogether different, though, and the doubt
was washed away with a tide of pleasure that passed straight from her ass to
her brain.
    “My God,” she cried. “Yes please. Yes
please.”
    Mario kept the dummy moving with his left
hand.
    With his right, he took the lolly from the
dib-dab and circled the strawberry candy around her clit. It drove Skye wild.
    “Fuck,” was all she could say, and when the
lolly entered her pussy and pushed up she could only manage, “Oh fuck, oh
fuck.”
    The pleasure was intense. She wanted to see
what was going on