Free Learning to Live with Her Master [Prometheus in Chains 4] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Clair de Lune

as, with the other subs, Jane hurried to find a hiding place. As she crouched under a bush clenching her muscles, the gingerroot began to burn and sting, and now she knew what had made the Doms laugh. It was just not bloody fair. It was more than she, and she’d bet most of them, could do to keep still. “Oh, ah it burns,” she groaned out in a whisper, and the bells rang as she strove to keep still but lost the battle. As it so often was it was just not fair. The bloody Doms held all the cards. She’d bet none of them had ever had gingerroot thrust up their rear end.
    The Masters worked as a team, and when one suspected a sub was in a clump of bushes, they would all surround the clump until the unfortunate sub was claimed by her particular Dom. In fact the first to be found was Mistress Catriona’s Angel then Jane, and one by one the other subs were caught and the root removed, and they were treated to the ice lollipop on a stick. Jane now knew what Master Angus had been up to in the playroom, when he’d forbidden her to go in there, and said as much as slowly he fucked her rear hole with the cooling ice. It was such a relief after the gingerroot. As soon as the ice had melted, round three was announced, and Jane groaned in sympathy with the others as remote controls were handed to their Masters.
    “The remote controls only work with one vibrator, and your Master or Mistress has it. Now go and hide, and this time anywhere in the garden is fine.”
    Looking puzzled, Jane and the others departed, fanning out over the whole garden just as she assumed he had intended they would. Then, she saw from her hiding place the Doms collect a blanket and condoms and go to hunt their sub. Master Angus soon found Jane and took her hand, leading her to a place under the beech trees. He spread the blanket on the ground.
    “On your knees, Jane,” he ground out, and she hurried to obey. Then he knelt behind her, settled himself between her thighs, leaned over her, and took her breasts in his hands playing with the clamps and the bells as slowly he entered her. He pushed his cock into her inch by delicious inch and proceeded to fuck her thoroughly in the position they both preferred. He pushed slowly in and out at first.
    “Please, Master, I need more.” She gasped, and he obliged, pumping in and out as she panted and moaned his name. He leaned over her and kissed and nibbled and sucked his way up her back until he arrived at her neck. He took her hair in his fist and used it to hold her as, wild with desire, she screamed. He stroked over her G-spot with his thick, stiff cock. Then he rubbed hard and fast at her clit, took it in his strong grasp, and pressing hard, he squeezed it between his thumb and forefinger. She shivered and shook in his grasp as tingles raced up and down her limbs and she came screaming his name. His hips bucked, and he fucked her hard and fast, then he stilled and finally took his release. Hot semen pumped into her pussy. He let go of her, and she collapsed onto the blanket, rolling into a ball and gasping for breath, with his cock still inside her as she loved it to be. He held her in his arms, kissing her neck, stroking her back, her hair, her arms. They remained like that for a long while until his cock softened, and he withdrew from her.
    As they had lain there in the twilight, they had heard the sounds of all the others. The wet slaps as cocks pumped in and out of cunts, the moans and screams of the subs begging for release, the occasional “Be still!” and the grunts and shouts of the Doms on reaching their orgasms. Eventually there was silence as all had reached their climaxes and, sated, rested on the blankets, indulging in tender kisses and sweet aftercare. The game had been a huge success, and she thought he had been right not to reveal the details to anyone, even her. Even the anticipation would not have compensated for the surprises that had been in store for all the subs. She hoped they felt as