Page 79 of Sweet Little Spies

“Back in your position,” Tristan barked.

If he’d been soft or gentle she might have wavered, butthose words were an order from her Master. An order she not only wanted, butneeded to obey.

She complied, and he rewarded her by rubbing her clit withthe heel of his hand.

“Tell him how he’s making you feel,” Tristan whispered.“He’s doing so well, but he worries.”

Aidan. Her beautiful boy, her loving man. “It’s perfect,Master Aidan. It’s everything I need. I can already… It’s easier to breathenow.”

“For me, too, baby.” She could hear the relief in Aidan’stone. “But don’t think I’m done.”

Tristan kept up the clit stimulation with one hand as Aidanrained hard, sharp spanks over her burning ass. The pain and pleasure were nolonger two sides of the same coin. There wasn’t much separation between them.

There was only sensation. Sensation and release.

Carys was alternately screaming and moaning, and even shewasn’t sure if the sounds were more pain or pleasure.

“Two more, and I’m not going to go easy on you baby.”

Carys sniffled, the tears that streamed from her eyes alsomaking her nose water. “I don’t want easy.”

“No,” Aidan agreed, one finger slipping between her asscheeks to gently stroke her there.

She pushed back, seeking the double penetration. It had beentoo, too long since she’d had them both, her body connecting all three of them.She’d almost stopped dreaming about it. Almost.

Instead, he spanked her left cheek, the sound crackingthrough the club. He’d hit her right where she felt the most tender, the mostheat.

Carys yelled out, and waves of sensation rolled from herprickling scalp down to her toes and back.

Then he spanked her right ass cheek. She didn’t have air toscream, but her body arched, a movement so intense Tristan’s fingers almostslipped out of her sopping wet pussy.

“Punishment over,” Tristan declared. “Do you want ourcocks?”

More than anything. She’d worried this would be the momentshe hesitated, but there wasn’t even a glimmer of a thought of turning themdown. “Yes, Sir. Please, please.”

Aidan groaned behind her, and she felt him rub his cockagainst her sensitive ass. “Where do you want it?”

“Anywhere,” she moaned. “Everywhere.”

“Right answer.” Tristan stroked her once more and then easedhis fingers out of her pussy. He held them up to her lips. “Taste.”

She licked his fingers, tasting her own arousal. He shovedhis thumb in, forcing her to take more. It was a sure imitation of what hewanted from her.

Every cell in her body felt electric as he removed therestraints, tossing them to the side. Her hands were free, and she knew whatshe wanted to do with them.

“Knees, Carys,” Tristan ordered. “Then take out my cock.Aidan, I think our poor sub’s pussy needs something to fill it.”

“I think I can handle it,” Aidan said with a deep chuckle.

Oh, how she wanted to turn her head and watch as Aidanuntied his leathers, see his big, gorgeous cock that would split her pussy widewhile she sucked on Tristan. But she couldn’t handle another spanking, and theywere damn serious about her obedience this evening. So she lowered herself tothe padded floor and worked the ties of Tristan’s leathers. She glanced up andcaught sight of the hungry look on his face.

He smoothed back her hair, mouthing the words she’d longedto hear for two and a half years.

I love you.

They were a balm to her soul. She could do this. She couldfind a way to forgive him, to trust he wouldn’t leave them again.

She took his big cock in her hands, and her Master’s eyesclosed in obvious pleasure.

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