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my legs quiver with excitement.
    “I think she likes dirty talk, boss,” the man says.
    “Sure she does,” Alexander replies. “She’s my naughty little good girl.”
    With that, he pushes me over until my cheek rests against the most amazing set of abs I’d ever had the pleasure of touching. His cock presses up against my chest, and I lift my head to enjoy the mountains of rippling pecs and shoulders that fill my vision. Beyond that, the slide of the Parisian bedroom calls to me. I close my eyes and dream that I’m there, being fucked by these beautiful men. I kiss the abs beneath me, feeling the muscles tremble against my lips. I reach out with my hands to feel the pecs in front of me, forgetting the instructions of my master.
    He grabs my wrists tightly from behind me and holds them in place.
    “You must like it when I spank you,” Alexander says. “Brad,” he says, speaking to the man beneath me, “take her wrists and hold her. She needs to know who’s in charge here.”
    Brad dutifully obeys, and I am once again helplessly trapped in an erotic embrace.  It only spurs me on. I continue to kiss the hard stomach of my lover as he holds me against him.
    “Oh, that feels nice, baby,” Brad moans, almost losing his grip on my wrists as he loses himself to the sensation of my soft lips. He brushes the hair away from my eyes, his fingertips sending small tingling sensations down my body.
     
    Alexander runs his hands over my back for a moment, knowing he has control and can take all the time he wants. His hands brush gently, almost lovingly, against the place where he spanked me, as he admires the red mark that I’m sure he’s made there. Then, with a suddenness that shocks both me and Brad, Alexander leans into me, pressing my body down into Brad’s, pinning me between two hot, godlike bodies. Alexander’s cock once against threatens to penetrate me from behind, and I even try to push back against him—anything to get him inside me, where the growing fire of lust threatens to consume me completely. He wraps his arms around me and holds me up just enough so that he can take my breasts in his knowledgeable hands. For a moment he simply feels them in his hands, enjoying their weight while denying me satisfaction. He strong chest expands and contracts against me as he tries to control his heavy breathing. God, why won’t he just fuck me?
    He takes my breasts and presses them together, wrapping them around Brad’s cock. Brad wastes no time and begins bucking his hips against us, fucking my tits. I watch his eyes close and his head drop back as ecstasy takes him, and I’m left to watch the slides on the wall flicker between scenes while my body is used for the pleasure of powerful men—a castle in Ireland, a desert oasis, the snowy peaks of the Alps. 
    Alexander groans with pleasure as he holds my tits together and rubs his cock against my ass. “Think of all the places I can take you, Amanda,” he says, his voice deepening. “Think of everything I can show you.”
    Brad moans beneath me, and I feel his cock twitch as he increases his pace.
    “I don’t make promises I can’t keep,” Alexander continues. “And I promise to claim you as my own every night for the rest of your life if you’ll have my baby.”
    “Why me?” I ask, feeling the heat growing between my tits as Brad fucks them faster.
    Alexander doesn’t answer but tightens his grip on my breasts, pressing them harder around Brad’s cock. He wants to make Brad cum faster, I realize.
    It works. Brad’s face, now bright red from exertion and beaded with sweat, looks down at me. He grits his teeth as he approaches climax, his large hands tightening around my wrists. With a strange and frightening bellow he cums hard, and his warm jizz spills up my chest, chin, and cheek with a few drops landing on my lips and the rest on his perfect stomach. His body goes limp beneath me as his softening cock continues to drip cum for a few more