inside her.
He removed his gloves and tossed them in the trash before picking up his paddle and moving behind Noah again. This time he worked hard to do the unexpected. A harsh slap to a butt cheek followed by one to the left shoulder. A lighter whack to the right thigh and one to the left. Not until he could see Ezra clenching his muscles tightly did Noah stop. He knew Ezra was on the edge of coming and had no intention of giving him release as yet.
Noah flicked the remote control on the vibrating butt plug and hid a smile at Verity’s gasp. Good . She hadn’t been expecting that.
He took the lock off the cross and turned it a quarter turn. They weren’t upside down, but they were hanging sideways. It should be enough to put them off-balance, have them wondering what would happen next. He gave the butt plug another buzz, but Verity must have been able to see his hands because she made no sound this time. He’d have to be smarter next time. In fact…
Noah walked over to his backpack and rummaged around in it, coming back with two hoods. Quickly he walked across the room then dropped one hood over Ezra’s head, tying it onto him, and the other over Verity’s, tying hers, too. That should make them think. When one sense was taken away, the subs were forced to rely on their other senses. They would be listening much more carefully, using their skin to pick up any breeze made by his movement, tensing to notice anything he did. Now was the perfect time to misdirect them.
Noah flicked the switch on the butt plug again, just to keep Verity alert, then silently removed his shoes and socks. He took hold of his paddle and moved it through the air, knowing their straining senses would hear the tiny sound it made.
He stood at arm’s reach from the cross and, moving in tiny increments, touched the wheel and gave it another quarter turn. The moment they were upside down he paddled Noah’s ass then Verity’s then turned them a third quarter.
Noah took a pinwheel out of his backpack and a length of silk. Carefully he dragged the silk over Ezra’s skin, across his neck below the hood then over his shoulders and across his waist above the ropes. Without stopping the slow, sinuous movements of the fabric, he used his other hand to roll the pinwheel down Ezra’s spine. Noah’s aim was to heighten the contrasts, the sweet and sensuous with the harsh but arousing.
He then repeated his actions on Verity. Where Ezra had remained completely silent, Verity’s breathing became harsh. He dropped to his knees so he could look at her cunt. It was deep pink. She was very aroused indeed. He’d intended to hit the vibrating butt plug again but didn’t want her to come so left the switch alone for now. Instead he ran the pinwheel up one of Ezra’s arms. Ezra’s skin twitched. Good . He hadn’t been expecting that.
Noah moved the cross to the upright position and locked it then uncuffed Verity and led her across the dungeon to the spanking bench, cuffing her hands to the hooks on the floor so she was bent over it.
Standing behind Ezra, he asked very softly, so Verity would have to strain hard to hear them, “Would you like to fuck her now?”
“Yes, Sir.”
Ezra’s voice was hoarse and needy.
Noah uncuffed him and handed him a condom, saying, “Put that on.”
Ezra may have been wearing a hood, but he still rolled the latex on smoothly and quickly. Noah removed the hood and spoke again in the quietest voice he could manage, “Take her cunt from behind.” He handed Ezra a pair of gloves, which the other man pulled on, then he walked across the dungeon and fitted his cock to her cunt and drove into her so forcefully their bodies bounced together.
Noah watched the harsh, feral, powerful mating as he stripped the rest of his clothes off. When he was sure their climaxes were imminent he switched the vibrating butt plug on again. Immediately Verity whimpered and shattered.
Quickly he rolled a condom on himself then pulled on
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