added.
“Interesting.” Royce danced the tips of the falls down her
spine.
Jill squirmed, fighting a moan. She was the wealthy
merchant’s daughter, captured by desert barbarians. They wouldn’t know how
their touch inflamed her. God, how she loved Royce for this!
“Rumors abound of how much she loves to ride astride,”
Adonis said. “Her horse, that is.”
“Although, we did find her well-used when we calmed her earlier,” Well Hung added. “Yet her pussy is as tight as they come.”
“A tease then.” Royce lightly slapped the strands over her
buttocks. “A woman who flirts and riles a man, only to leave him to his own
hand for comfort while she returns to a lush bed, exotic dildos and nimble
fingers to bring herself off. True, my lady?”
A whimpered groan was her reply. Inside, love swelled her
heart that Royce would go to these lengths for her, for them.
“No answer, I see.” Royce brushed the strands up her thighs,
then slapped them against her pussy.
Jill lifted her head on a moan.
“So that’s the way of it.” His breath was hot against her
ear. “A puss in sore need of attention. You’ll have it and more tonight, my
lady. How you receive it will determine your fate.”
“My…my fate?” Jill was so turned-on the words quavered,
making it appear she was frightened—as the heroine in her fantasy should be.
“Whether I keep you as a pleasure slave for myself or turn
you over to all my men to service.” He slapped the leather falls over her pussy
again. Cream soaked the white lace. “Considering your legendary appetites, I
might have to do just that.” He took a step away. “Strip her bare. Raise her
ass higher and spread her wide. I want a good look at my target.”
“Don’t you mean your goal?” Jill dropped her tone to a sultry
purr, then yelped at the two lubed fingers Royce thrust up her ass. He moved
so fast! Her panties were now wedged in the crease of her thighs.
“Watch your tongue, girl, or your puss won’t be the only
thing I work tonight.” He pulled free and smacked her cheek, then jerked the
panties farther down her thighs.
Well Hung and Adonis made quick work of her clothing. Naked,
hips high on a mound of pillows, limbs stretched, she was Royce’s to do with as
he pleased. The tails of the flogger flicked over her ass and thighs before
they landed against her bare pussy. A few more like that and she’d come.
Another tap brought her head up, eyes level with Well Hung’s erection. He sat
at her hands, holding her wrists in place. Temptation demanded she pull free
and grab his hard cock. His grip wouldn’t let her.
“Shall we place bets on how fast she comes under a good
lashing?” Royce asked.
No one replied, though Jill did try to raise her hips a
little higher to give him a good target. He rewarded her effort with a tap against
her pussy and the first kiss of the lash over her buttocks. Her toes and
fingers curled with the sweet sensation rolling through her body.
Royce stabbed his fingers in her hair, tugged gently to pull
her head up, and covered her mouth with a kiss Jill felt down to her clit. He
broke off and nipped at her throat.
“Do you crave more?” he demanded.
“Yes,” she whispered.
“Then ask for it.” He released his hold on her and smacked
the falls over her back. “Beg, my lady.”
“More,” she groaned out, “more please. Cover me from head to
toe.”
“‘Twould be my pleasure. Starting with that very tempting
bottom of yours.”
Jill squirmed with every smack over her ass, trying to get
at least one of the strands against her clit. Royce avoided her efforts each
time, laying the lashes a little harder until her backside burned from the
whipping and her pussy was swollen close to bursting. Every breath came out on
a moan. Nails cut into the carpet.
Adonis pulled her legs together, shackling her ankles with
his hands. Jill’s incoherent complaint fell on deaf ears. Her pussy would get
nothing until Royce allowed