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I never thought I would enjoy being in control like this, but it’s fun. It’s definitely not something I want to do all the time, but occasionally would be nice. Knox, on the other hand, isn’t liking it so much, at least not when he’s on the submissive side of it. “I know you’re in charge, Baby Doll, but I need you to bend over and suck your husband’s cock as I fuck you. He needs to feel good, too; he just can’t come.” Merrick smirks as he’s already taking it upon himself to bend me over in front of Knox. “You’re a fucking dick, Merk!” “Yeah, and so were you when you tried to get Jory to make her come after we had already tortured her.” Merrick snickers. I don’t see Knox’s expression, but I hear the curses coming from him as I begin to blow him. Merrick presses into me from behind, and soon, Knox’s cock is being shoved to the back of my throat with each thrust from my Dom. A sting across my ass from Merrick’s hand builds a fire within me, and I moan, “You are such a
KNOX Lost in the moment, when I was able to release inside her, it felt like Heaven. Something about being edged like that and then being able to let go... I've never felt anything like it. Then my fucking friends had to fuck it up. I'd like to say it was all worth it, but I don't know if I ever want to go through this again. I wonder if Merrick himself has ever been put through being edged and knows exactly what he's doing to others when he does it. Maybe I did deserve what I got; Aria was definitely hot as fuck dominating as she was, and that outfit she was wearing, damn. I'm getting hard just thinking about it! The fact that they have left me in this room, still restrained to the cross, though, now that is crossing the line. My friends will regret it as soon as I get out of here. Thinking back to when I started to come inside Aria and the euphoric look on her face as I was doing so, I knew she wanted it. She wanted me to fill her full of my seed, and then the guys ruined
“I’ve told you how I hate my blood being drawn, didn’t I?” Jory asks amusingly as he drives us to the hospital for his blood sample. We want to have proof that he is the twin’s father, so there is no more of this bullshit marriage contract. It’s sad that Jory’s parents are even like this. I mean, who enters their children into marriage contracts? I don’t care how rich you are. “No, you never told me this. How can you hate your blood being drawn, and yet you have so many tattoos?” I chuckle and peer over at him. Shrugging, “I don’t know. I guess it’s because something is actually being taken out of my body; I’m just weird like that.” He snickers. A thought comes to mind, and I grin, “I draw something else out of your body, and you don’t seem to mind.” His head whips to the side to stare at me just before he bursts out in laughter, “I don’t think there is a comparison there, sweetness. Cum is supposed to come out, but blood is supposed to continue pumping through you
JORY Her skin is so soft as I run my fingers from her neck to her ass as she lays on her stomach. We've just finished another round, and I'm giving her a little reprieve before taking her again. I can't get enough of this woman. Every moment spent here with her is another minute of my life I will always cherish. I never thought that I would find this happiness. Her giggle lightens my heart, "What are you doing?" "Just touching what is mine. Do you have a problem with that, sweetness?" I give a little pinch to her ass cheek. More giggling, "Nope, just asking," she then turns and lays on her back, and my hands automatically go to her stomach where my babies are tucked safely away, "You can touch me all you want." I dip my head and run my lips over her flat tummy. I'm looking forward to seeing her round with my babies. As I press light kisses over her skin, she tangles her hands in my hair and pushes me downward as she spreads her legs. This woman is always surprising
MERRICK I'm just coming out of the home office when Jory shoves me back inside. Knox is still sitting at his desk working on some paperwork for KMJ but looks up when I get pushed back in. Jory seems to be on a mission, which makes me wonder what has happened since I left him and Aria about an hour ago. "Whoa there, buddy. What's got your panties in a bunch?" I ask, grinning. "A fucking pain in my ass, that's what! That pain being Sandra fucking Herman." He scowls. I lose my grin and get serious, "What's going on now? I thought that was done and over with at the party." "Let me guess," Knox chimes in, throwing his pen down and leaning back, "She's not taking no for an answer." "I wish that was all," Jory throws himself in the chair in front of the desk, "The bitch had my blood sample disappear from the lab, so they couldn't do the paternity test." "Wait a minute, back the fuck up," I place my hands on my hips as I stare down at my friend, "How in the hell was
Standing before the full-length mirror in my bedroom, I gaze at myself in the dress Merrick bought me for this private party. I'm not quite sure it's even considered a dress, not when it's entirely sheer, and you can see the very skimpy thongs underneath it, and my breasts are visible. He gave me nipple stickers in the shape of an X to cover the areola on each one. The covering is floor-length like an evening gown, and the sleeves are long, but it covers not a speck of skin beneath it. A shiver runs through me at the thought of others seeing me like this, but Merrick swears I will be overdressed compared to the other submissives. When I agreed to go to this party with him, I had to promise I would wear whatever he picked out for me, and he promised that it would be beautiful. He wasn't wrong; the outfit is gorgeous, and I do feel beautiful in it, but it's the part where people other than my men will see me like this. Knox comes into the room, surprising me when I see that he i
Knox’s hand is on my arm, likely trying to keep me in check. Lucky for Merrick, he yanks himself back immediately and glares at the other woman. “Did you not see that I have my submissive with me, Mia? You are out of line!” The anger rolling off Merrick brings me joy, and I relax and watch how this plays out. The woman is very pretty, but she’s the type that knows it and flaunts it. She’s dressed in nothing but a pair of see-through panties with her perky boobs brushed with glitter. She turns and glances at me and then has the audacity to shrug and turn back to Merrick. “You have dominated me with other women, Master Merrick. It’s no different with her.” “Mia!” Master Thorne says her name through clenched teeth, “Find another Master for tonight. Master Merrick already stated that he is unavailable, and if you insist on bothering him, I will punish you myself!” The woman gives me a dirty look before walking away, and Merrick turns to me, “I am so sorry, Baby Doll.”
MERRICK I wasn't expecting Mia to be at this event, or any subs without a permanent Dom, so I was surprised as hell when Mia accosted me the way she did. I'm infuriated that she would misbehave after all my time training her. Mia was one of those women who wanted to learn how to submit properly because she was looking for a long-term Dom. She hoped I would be that Dom, so breaking the news that I was not looking for a permanent submissive didn't go over well. Now I'm here with Aria, and I'm sure it doesn't sit well with Mia. I don't really give a shit, but I do worry about my Baby Doll. The last thing she needs is this jealous ex-sub of mine causing problems. Apologizing to my girl isn't enough, even though Aria is more understanding than I thought she would be. Finding a way to make it up to her is at the top of my list tonight. So, when she brings up the topic of experimenting and then asks me if she should undress, not only is it my undoing because I've been a walking ha