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Nicolla’s heart drummed wildly when Andrew followed Diego’s suggestion and leant down to her pussy. He looked at her as if he’d just discovered sex for the first time. His breath felt hot on her fevered flesh and his touches caused a jolt of pleasure, thrumming directly through her centre. Andrew murmured his delight when she leaked a drop of lust moisture. He parted her pussy lips and licked directly on her core.

She bit her lip so she wouldn’t swear. That
tongue
, Nicolla was amazed. The lick caused her body to burn with desire. She just had to squirm. Liquid fire seared her as he tickled the inner walls of her vagina with his treacherous tongue. He fucked her pussy the way he fucked her with his cock. Her sex contracted as delicious spiralling pleasure ebbed through her body, constantly reverberating until Andrew decided to end his luscious torture. “Oh,” Nicolla whimpered.

“See, Mr White?” Diego declared, observing her reaction. “She absolutely loves it. We shall fit her with this device to maintain her constant arousal.” Diego handed him the pink vibrator. “Gentle, make sure your girl is properly lubricated.”

Andrew slipped a finger in her pussy. She was thoroughly wet with her own juices by now. “She’s ready.”

“You may proceed.”

Nicolla stiffened when the sleek head of the vibrator slipped past her opening. Her muscles instantaneously contracted against the device, embracing it like a lover. Andrew pushed the vibrator in until the base just peeked above her entrance. He turned it on. Nicolla keened. It was as though thousands of humming bees were reverberating inside her pussy, delivering thrum after thrum of maddening sensation that sent her close to the edge—not quite there yet—and it was frustrating. In a good way. She thrashed, eyes locked on his. Andrew looked pleased with the state of her arousal.

“Will you permit her to come?” Diego asked.

“No.” Andrew’s voice was firm and cruel. “Not until I fuck her with my cock.”

Diego smiled. “You’re a fast learner, Mr White. I’m very pleased.” He turned to Nicolla. “Do you hear that, girl? You’d better refrain from coming. The consequences are dire if you disobey your master’s wish.”

Nicolla gulped hard and piped “yes” in a quiet voice. Kelly might have asked what the penalty was if she allowed herself to come, but Nicolla knew better. Diego was a brilliant mastermind of sinfully wicked punishments.

“Now for the second implement.” Diego shifted his attention to the tray again. He picked another vibrator, short but slightly bigger in girth, and curved to accommodate a person’s natural contour. “I must assume you have never tried her nether orifice?” Diego asked Andrew in a flat tone.

“She’s not into that.”

“Would you like to?”

It took him a while to come up with an answer. “Very much.”

“Then you shall take what you desire. She’s your plaything, ready to fulfil every wish you had in mind.” Diego gave Andrew the anal vibrator.

Trix scrambled up from the floor and informed Andrew he must use the proper lubricant before insertion. She advised Andrew which lube to use from the tray, while Diego ordered Nicolla to present herself properly.

Nicolla rolled onto her stomach, ass thrust upward, ready for the taking. The constant thrums from the vibrator made her wet. She pressed her face on the soft lambskin duvet so she could muffle any noise she might make. She was a screamer—she didn’t know about Kelly. She’d forgotten to ask her the last time they’d been plotting together. Hands caressed her backside and parted her cheeks, keeping her open. Then someone squeezed the lube on the cleft of her ass. The cool, gooey gel coated her puckered anus. Nicolla shivered from the impact. She loved the feeling of lube being applied onto overheated, super-sensitive parts of her body. So lewd. Dirty. And pure as the sex itself.

“Oh.” Nicolla suppressed her moan when Andrew pushed the anal vibrator into her asshole. Her sphincter tightened in reflex, refusing admittance.

“Gentle,” Diego reminded Andrew. “She must be ready to accept it, otherwise you’ll hurt her.”

Nicolla relaxed. Andrew tried a second time. The vibrator slipped into her depths. She clawed the duvet when Andrew turned the toy on. It buzzed on a high setting, sending a delicious hum straight to her spine. Her pussy swelled in heat. Her anus was tormented by the sweet vibrations. Her inner cat became restless, frustrated. Fuck, she cursed in silence. This body was a virgin to pleasure. She didn’t know how long she could manage before she exploded. And judging from Diego’s tone, he had many more activities up his sleeves. She heard rustling sounds and body heat invaded her personal space.

Diego hummed his satisfaction. “We shall proceed to the next step. In what fashion would you like to take her, Mr White?”

Nicolla peeked in Andrew’s direction. He scanned the BDSM furniture in the lounge. His gaze settled on a spanking bench and he announced what he wanted.

“Excellent choice,” Diego agreed. “You heard your master, girl. Remove yourself to that contraption.”

Nicolla dragged herself to the spanking bench. Both vibrators were thrumming in full force and any slight movement, like walking, caused her arousal to teeter on the edge and closer to coming. But she couldn’t come until Andrew allowed her to.

She climbed onto the bench and positioned herself on the apparatus. She lay on her stomach. Her legs were spread-eagled, proffering her ass and pussy in a perfect angle for fucking. She stretched her arms out to her sides. Trix busied herself fastening the clamps on her ankles and wrists. She was bound, helpless and conquered. Dark thrills surged through her as she waited for what would come next. She also wondered if Kelly would enjoy this D/s session, if they weren’t switched.

Her attention riveted to her sex. She didn’t realise that the pink vibrator was equipped with a smart chip. Detecting that Nicolla was distracted and was no longer in the highest arousal, it changed from the buzzing mode into a slow, low pulsing mode. Nicolla let out a long-suffering groan. Her pussy desperately contracted. She gushed more cream and her juice trickled down her thighs as her cunt seared in heat.

“The girl is ready for mounting, Mr White.” Diego had noticed her burning arousal. “Would you like some assistance in getting you ready? Trix is available at your disposal.”

“I-I’m fine, thank you.” Nicolla noted the awkwardness in Andrew’s voice. He wasn’t keen on the idea of being pleasured by a woman other than his own wife. She admired his integrity.

“Very well. As soon as I witness you claim this girl properly, my work here is done. You may remove the anal vibrator.”

Nicolla halted her breath as hands opened her ass cheeks and the buzzing toy slowly slid out of her anus. Her sphincter mourned its loss.

“She is definitely ready. Her lust is abundant, ready for plundering.”

She heard Andrew’s sharp breath, hissing his excitement, and the rustling noise of fabric and zipper. A heartbeat later, the tip of his massive cock pressed against her clenching anus. He felt cool and gooey from the lubricant. Her nipples tightened, a sliver of thrill lancing through her. She remembered only too well how hard it was trying to accommodate Andrew’s girth in her pussy, and now she must take him in her ass. She had nothing against anal sex, in fact, she loved it. But doing it in Kelly’s petite frame would be quite tricky.

Andrew clawed her ass cheeks and thrust. Nicolla yelped instinctively. The ring of her sphincter clenched, denying entrance. But Andrew pressed on until his huge tip speared her open, forcing her to accept him. New fire exploded in her asshole. His hot, throbbing cock burrowed little by little against her unyielding flesh. The pressure was incredible. The initial pain evaporated and was replaced by a nerve-racking pleasure. Her body flamed. Her pussy twitched. She mewled when Andrew slammed home, burying his cock into her forbidden channel until his balls slapped her pussy. His thatch pricked her perineum, sending jolts of electric thrills to her spine. He sighed his pleasure.

“My job here is done,” Diego announced. “I will leave you in privacy.” Nicolla heard footsteps whispering against the carpet and the lounge became silent. The music was off and the only thing she heard was her own heavy breathing and Andrew’s.

“How’re you feeling? Did I hurt you?” Andrew spoke freely for the first time since they’d entered.

“No, Master. It’s incredible.”

“Are you sure? Not even when I fuck you like this?” He pulled out all the way to his tip then thrust back with vehemence. Nicolla cried. The pleasure. The agony. And the maddening feeling from the raw grinding of his cock pulverising her sensitive inner walls. Andrew pulled out again and thrust. A third time. A fourth.

“I love it, please.” Nicolla rasped out her words, and she was sincere. “Harder.” Her pleas served as fuel to the flame. Andrew went ballistic. He gripped her hips and rained a series of vicious slams on her, battering her tender asshole, unleashing his long-suppressed fantasy. He claimed that part of her body as if he was branding his dominance upon her, the marking that made him equal. And Nicolla understood that only too well. “God, it hurts, feels so good, fuck me, Master, fuck me hard.”

Andrew hissed. He thrust harder, reaming her with floods of torrential fucks. Nicolla wailed. If she could move right now, she would rear her ass to meet his thrusts. The pleasure thickened, burning and addictive. Every nerve in her body screamed fire, begging for a release.

“Fuck me!” Her wants were somehow strangled in her raw throat. Andrew fucked her with a growl. Nicolla exploded. The pleasure was too exquisite. She gasped for air, marvelling at the sensation. She’d had many great orgasms in her life, but this was one of the best.

Andrew ranted some incoherent words as he jerked inside her, climaxing. Nicolla was dimly aware of her surroundings when Andrew slipped out of her. The violent orgasm had left her drunk and dazed. She heard the soft rustling of fabric as Andrew shed the rest of his clothes. He released all four clamps from her wrists and ankles then lifted her body from the spanking bench to the bed.

She sobbed her pleasure, leftover from the aftermath and keeping her arousal alive. The vibrator in her pussy kept humming as Andrew laid her on the lambskin duvet. She watched as Andrew went to a sink and washed his cock. He returned and climbed onto the bed.

“Master…”

“How are you,
liebchen
? Are you sore?”

“A little, but this girl is not complaining.”

He laughed, a satisfied laugh. Andrew parted her legs and inspected her pussy. The vibrator was still buzzing. He switched it off and gently pulled it out of her. Nicolla sighed with relief, yet she still felt unfulfilled at the same time. Her juice flooded her thighs, warm and wet. Wicked and salacious. Andrew shifted and positioned himself at her pussy. He pushed his half-flaccid cock into her cunt.

She accepted him happily. She relished the feeling of having that thick cock embedded inside her, deep and intimate, and so satisfying. The vibrator was great, but nothing beat the real thing. She looped her arms around his neck as Andrew kissed her with passion. She loved the way their bodies locked together in an intimate fashion.

“I need a while,” Andrew confided, “to get hard again, but I just want to feel how good it is to be inside you.”

Nicolla purred. “And this girl is ready whenever Master’s ready.”

He chortled. “I think we can drop this role-playing. I want to be intimate with my wife.”

“Mmm.” Nicolla tightened her cunt, squeezing his cock. Andrew groaned. “How do you like it, Daddy Bear?”

“I love it. And I love my surprise. Thank you. I just…” He patted the side of her cheek, his eyes brightened, burning. “I wanted you to know, I appreciate what you’ve done for me. I didn’t expect you to go out all the way just to please me.”

“I want to change, Andi, for us. I don’t want us to be apart anymore. I don’t want to be a stranger in our own house. Will you forgive me for years of my nags, my bossing around and me neglecting us?”

“It’s not all your mistakes. Mine too. I should pay more attention to you. It’s just sometimes, I wonder if you ever need me at all. You’re so independent. You always know what you want and how to get it. I just want to let you know that I love you,
liebchen
, more than you’ll ever know.”