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body.
    “Fetch the riding crop.”
    “Yes, Ma’am.” Abel walked to the drawer,
then returned and handed her the crop.
    She took it and ran her fingers along the
thin, black rod. “Now the three of you will finish stripping, then
lean over the back of the couch so I can see your tight, naked
asses.”
    Abel, who was already naked walked to the
back of the couch while the other two shed the rest of their
clothes. A moment later, the three of them stood at the couch.
    “Turn around and lean over,” she
instructed.
    In unison, they turned, then rested their
hands on the back of the couch and leaned forward. Her heart
stammered at the sight of three such fine pairs of buttocks lined
up in front of her. Abel was on the far left, then Craig—she
thought it was Craig—which put Drake on the far right.
    She walked behind them and stroked Abel’s
behind with the side of the crop, then she ran it along Craig’s
ass, then Drake’s.
    She felt mischievous and more bold than
usual, given the fact they’d just taken charge of her. She lifted
the crop and slapped it across Craig’s ass, resulting in a loud
snapping sound. He flinched and a red heart—the shape of the
leather tab on the end of the crop—formed on his skin. When she
stroked the tip over Abel, he tensed. She drew back the crop, but
smacked it across Drake’s butt. Rewarded with another red heart,
she turned back to Abel and flicked the crop across his as yet
unblemished skin.
    She stood admiring her handiwork. A
delightful red heart on all three tight asses.
    “Now you may thank me for your
punishment.”
    “Thank you, Mistress,” they all
murmured.
    She smacked all three of them in quick
succession.
    “I want more enthusiasm.”
    “Thank you, Mistress,” they said with more
gusto.
    “Good.” She stepped closer to their big
bodies and stroked her fingertips over the red mark on Drake’s ass.
“You have a delightful heart on your ass.”
    She outlined it, then ran her fingers
downward and cupped his balls. He widened his legs, giving her
freer access. She fondled him, then shifted to Craig, running her
hand over his mark. This time she stroked her hands around his hips
to the front of him and found his cock. She leaned close to his
body, pressing her bare breasts against his back and wrapped both
hands around his swollen cock.
    “Mmm. You’re so big.” She stroked him a
couple of times, then turned to Abel. She especially longed to hold
him in her hands. She cupped his butt and squeezed, as she reached
around to grasp his cock with her other hand. She stroked his
shaft, gliding her other hand down to caress his balls.
    Reluctantly, she released him and stepped
back. “You’re all so big and hard. I think it’s time to put those
big tools of yours to work. All of you stand up.”
    They stood and turned to face her. Their
three long hard cocks stood at full attention.
    “Drake, I’m sure there’s some lube around
here somewhere. Go and get it.”
    “Yes, Ma’am,” he responded, then walked
toward the bedroom.
    “Abel, you sit on the couch.”
    As Abel sat down, Drake returned and handed
her a tube. She opened it as she knelt in front of Abel, then she
squeezed a generous amount of gel on his cock, then smoothed it
over the head and shaft until it glistened. Then she stood and
knelt on the couch beside him.
    “Abel, I want you to push that big cock of
yours into my ass.” The very thought of it sent heat washing
through her.
    “Yes, Mistress.” His words glowed with
enthusiasm.
    He stood up and moved behind her. Her breath
caught when she felt his hot cockhead nudge against her back
opening. She pushed her muscles as he pressed forward, sinking his
cockhead into her tight channel. Oh, God, it felt so good as his
big member slowly eased into her, stretching her wide.
    She drew in a slow breath as he continued
deeper until he finally filled her completely.
    “Now sit,” she said.
    He grasped her hips and turned them both
around, then sank
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