Free Kinky Bet by Maggie Nash Page A

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     “Relax and enjoy it, fire girl. You’ve earned a reward for this morning,” he said as he placed the fruit into her open mouth.
    She moaned, tasting the fruit covered in her own juices, but to her credit, she didn’t flinch.
    “How are you doing, Enya? Enjoying your lunch?”
    She moaned as he swirled a long slice of melon around her entrance. “I’ll take that as a yes?”
    He slid it back and forth several times before withdrawing it. Enya’s eyes were closed and she laid her head back against one of the subs. He couldn’t have that.
    “Open your eyes.”
    She whipped her head back up, but she struggled to find his face.
    “Focus!”
    She lifted her shoulders and the men tightened their grip, which forced her breasts to thrust out even farther. She blinked a few times, her eyes widening as he slid the melon in and out of her pussy before taking a bite. “Mmmm…delicious. It tastes like you.”
    He continued playing and feeding her until the platter was finished, and her pussy and breasts were covered with juice. He beckoned Ione to join him. When she arrived she produced a packet of wipes, proceeding to clean the sticky mess off Erica’s skin.
    He watched, intrigued as Enya closed her eyes and tensed at Ione’s ministrations.
    “Have you felt the touch of a woman before this weekend, fire girl?”
    She shook her head, trying but failing to stop the moan, as Ione vigorously rubbed against her clit with the wipe. “Um…no. No, S-s-sir.”
    He smiled. “What do you think, gentlemen? Do you think she likes it?”
    Both of the subs smiled and nodded. “Yes, Master Conal.”
    “I concur. I think we should make sure, though, don’t you, Ione?”
    His assistant stopped her ministrations, her delight clearly showing in her excited smile.
    “It would be a pleasure, Master Conal.”
    “Then by all means, go ahead.”
    Enya groaned as the subs repositioned her, laying her down at the edge of the table with her legs splayed wide over the edge. Ione knelt between her thighs and smoothed her small hands over Enya’s skin, opening her labia with her thumbs. As the small redhead stroked back and forth with what Conal knew, from personal experience, was a very clever tongue, he stood transfixed.
    With every twist of her head and squeeze of her eyes, with her every sigh and moan he heard, she let go of another layer and gave of herself. All because he’d commanded it—and that was a powerful thought. Her breathing rate increased at breakneck speed and the moans gained in volume while Ione doubled her efforts, thrusting two fingers inside Enya’s pussy.
    “Please…” whispered Enya.
    “Remember, you need to be clear,” he said. “Tell me what you want.”
    “Pleeeaase, Sir,” she begged.
    “Ione, you can stop now.”
    Enya cried out as Ione withdrew. “Nooooooo…”
    “I repeat. You need to tell me what you want. A Master can’t see to your needs unless you tell him what they are.”
    He smiled to himself, watching her try and fail to bring her legs together to rub against her sensitised clit. His boys were well trained and would never allow it without first having the nod from him.
    He slapped her pussy hard and she exploded.
    “That’s it, fire girl. Come for me now.”
    She came, as he knew she would—and what a beautiful sight it was. Small beads of perspiration covered her body, leaving her skin glowing. All the tiny hairs covering her skin stood on end, as did the tips of her nipples, which were elongated and erect. She thrust herself forward, almost lifting off the table as her strong legs pressed against the boys’ hands while they held her in place.
    The spasms continued for another few minutes, until finally her spent body fell back against the table. She was fucking amazing .
    He’d always loved watching a woman orgasm, but this one was bloody beautiful.
    What was it about this one that turned him on like no other? She was certainly gorgeous, but he’d played with beautiful