Free Discipline by Marina Anderson Page B

same rhythm for some time now, and the pressure was building deep in her belly, but no matter how much she tried she couldn’t quite climax.
    Deftly, Felipe moved his finger to the top of her aching bud and then brushed it from side to side across the tip. It felt as though a surge of electricity was shooting through her, and a harsh, piercing pleasure seared her body as she thrashed around on the cushions with delight.
    ‘Two orgasms,’ said Carlos quietly. ‘Quickly, Felipe, turn her over and stimulate her other entrance.’
    ‘No!’ cried Chloe. ‘That’s not what I want.’
    Felipe hesitated, but when Carlos started to rise from hischair he did as he’d been told and flipped Chloe over, so that she was facing the other way. Reaching round her, he slipped a finger into her mouth and instinctively she sucked on it, drawing it in deeper, pretending it was his ringed cock plunging into her, satisfying her aching vagina.
    Felipe let his finger stay there for a few seconds, then withdrew it and eased it between her buttocks, which were resting against his naked, tightly muscled belly. She felt the moistened finger moving in slow circles around the outside of her rectum, slowly arousing small darts of excitement. As she began to relax, enjoying the sensation, he abruptly inserted his finger inside her and her body stiffened as she tried to draw away.
    It was only then, when he knelt over her and held her still, that she realised Carlos had remained close to the cushions, meaning that she was now in bondage to him. Even as she struggled, Felipe was stroking the inside of her rectum, teasing the incredibly sensitive walls with the lightest of touches.
    It felt as though all her internal muscles were being drawn inwards, and despite the slight discomfort, she knew that yet another orgasm was building inexorably within her. She was ashamed of her body’s reaction, but was again frantic for release, and pressed herself backwards so that his finger penetrated her more deeply.
    The discomfort immediately increased, and she gave a cry of protest, but Carlos ignored her and continued to keep her shoulders pinned to the cushions. Felipe moved his left hand round beneath Chloe’s body and between her thighs. Within seconds he began to caress the sides of her clitoris as well, and after a few seconds of this combined stimulation an orgasm swept through her as her body jackknifed with the cruel intensity of the sensation.

    ‘Your third orgasm,’ said Carlos, satisfaction evident in his voice.
    Felipe stopped stimulating Chloe and lay motionless behind her, waiting to see what he had to do next.
    Determined to regain control, Chloe sat up and looked at Carlos. ‘I want Felipe’s hands tied behind him again.’
    ‘Then do it yourself.’
    Her fingers fumbled with the leather cuffs, and she had to order him off the bed, but finally she had him as he’d been when she’d entered the room, hands bound behind his back, naked and helpless, standing waiting for her to do what she liked with him.
    For the first time she was able to appreciate the pleasure of it all, and her overstimulated body drove her on as she walked towards Felipe. She pushed at his shoulders until he was standing against the wall, then wrapped her arms round his neck and pulled herself up his oiled body.
    Felipe braced himself as well as he could with his hands tied, and when she wrapped her legs round his waist she saw a look of fear in his eyes, but she didn’t care. All that she wanted was to have him inside her, to feel his rigid erection sliding into her, with the metal rings touching her internal walls.
    He was bigger than she’d expected, and she caught her breath for a moment as she impaled herself on him, but then some deep primeval instinct took over and she moved herself frantically up and down on him. The cold touch of the metal rings against her hot, damp flesh was exquisite, and she moved faster and faster as the first gentle tingles expanded and