Page 115 of Shadow

“You’ll do better at what? Tell me what you failed at.”

She started moving faster now, slamming in and out, stretching her with every harsh thrust.

“I didn’t come when I was told to,” Olivia moaned. The strap on was so thick, it actually grazed her clit as it moved in and out of her and soon the pain of the giant toy mixed with the pleasure of the clitoral stimulation, and Olivia didn’t know which way was up.

“I think she’s ready for a serious pounding, and I’m done with her mouth for now, Master Ripley. Let’s teach your girl a lesson together.”

Ripley’s cock shoved against her lips, and she opened instinctively. There was nothing remotely gentle about the way he took her mouth. Sucking wasn’t even an option as he slammed in and out of her throat. Her eyes watered and her makeup was running as she fought off her gag reflex. Sabrina resumed fucking her pussy, this time moving harder and faster than before.

She tried to hold it back, for fear of being punished further, but the friction from Sabrina’s toy was too much to handle, and she exploded in her first orgasm, screaming it out as Ripley pumped in and out of her mouth.

“That’s better, slut,” Sabrina crooned, without slowing down her relentless pace. “That’s how you come on a cock. Do it again, so I know it wasn’t just a fluke.”

Olivia pounded her fists into the sides of the bench, overwhelmed by all the sensations she was experiencing. Where was Tyson? Was he watching all of this? How did Ripley feel about that?

Searing pain in her nipples brought her out of her thoughts and back to the brutal reality that was Sabrina’s fake cock.

“Don’t zone out. Your focus should be on feeling everything happening to you right now. You’re being granted the great honor of having your Daddy in your mouth while you’re being punished. Focus on making him explode and fill your mouth while you come again.”

Sabrina’s thrusts grew harder, if that was possible, and Olivia knew she was going to be bruised the next day. The second orgasm came barreling from out of nowhere and would have knocked her flat if she hadn’t already been laying down. At the same time, Ripley tensed, and the first thick stream of his ejaculation hit the back of her throat. Swallowing greedily, her own orgasm intensified, and Sabrina never stopped pounding. Even when Ripley was spent and easing out of her mouth, Sabrina fucked her.

She begged and pleaded for it to stop, but then the third orgasm slammed into her, and she couldn’t find words to beg anymore. Olivia did not know how many more minutes passed after she’d swallowed Ripley’s load before he finally signaled for Sabrina to stop.

“See if she’s learned her lesson,” Ripley said when Sabrina slowed.

Sabrina leaned forward, still buried deep inside and squeezed her cheeks hard. “Tell me you’ve learned your lesson slut and we can be done. If you’re not convincing enough, I’m fucking your ass next.”

“I’ll do better,” she whimpered as aftershocks jolted through her.

Sabrina withdrew and slammed into her several more times, engorging her clit all over again. “Not good enough. Tell me exactly what you’re going to do better at.” She resumed the harsh fucking and Olivia screamed as yet another orgasm ripped through her body. Her entire body trembled, and Sabrina kept up her relentless, punishing pace, but she forced out the words Sabrina and Ripley were looking for.

“I’ll come on Daddy’s cock like a good girl from now on,” she screamed out, not giving a damn who else in the building might hear her.

Ripley signaled for Sabrina to stop again and this time she eased out of her still throbbing pussy and took the harness off. “I think you’ll find that she does as she’s told from now on.”

Dropping to her knees, Sabrina waited for Ripley to acknowledge her, then asked, “May I go get something to help with Olivia’s discomfort? It will help make the aches she’ll have tomorrow a pleasant reminder of tonight instead of being dreadfully uncomfortable.”

She was a bit mortified to hear Sabrina and Ripley calmly discussing the wellbeing of her thoroughly fucked pussy, but she also knew if she didn’t let Sabrina help her out, tomorrow would not be as much fun as tonight had been.

“That’s very thoughtful of you, Sabrina. As much as I want my dirty little slut to remember this lesson, I don’t want her to be miserable. Please go get what you need. Is there anything I can prepare for your aftercare, or will Master Vance take care of you?”

Sabrina smiled. “Here, we have an aftercare team. It’s all part of the illusion,” she added when Olivia’s face scrunched up in confusion. “Doms should just be able to use the subs and move on with their lives. However, if a Dom wants to provide aftercare, they will and often do. Master Vance and I haven’t discussed it yet, but I assure you I will be well taken care of.”

Olivia raised an eyebrow as Sabrina rose and left the room. An aftercare team? How the hell did that work? Then she realized the way they were discussing Tyson meant he wasn’t in the room. She struggled to sit up, but Ripley pushed her back down. “Lie still, baby girl. We’re going to take care of you. You did so good. I’m so proud of you for taking all that. It was not what I had planned for us tonight, but that was fucking incredible.”

Olivia gave a weak giggle. “You’re not supposed to curse here, Daddy, or Sabrina might have to fuck you with her strap-on.”

Ripley smirked. “That’s just a rule for the subs. Daddy can curse all he wants.”

“Well, that’s a stupid rule. I wouldn’t mind seeing Sabrina ram a dildo down your throat for cursing.”

Ripley chuckled. “Behave before I call her back in here for another round on your already sore pussy.”

They fell quiet for a minute, then he said, “I would say Exposure is definitely more our style, but this was a nice way to mix things up. We’ll have to come back sometime.”

“Where’s Tyson?”

Ripley shrugged. “I’m not sure. He slipped out a couple of minutes ago.”

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