As Marek continued to roughly rub Laura’s bottom, as if warming her skin in preparation for strapping her cheeks, Jordan re-positioned Trish on his lap and pulled her dress off as he did. The appreciative look Marek skimmed over her body as Jordan pulled Trish back against him, her legs splayed on either side of his, her pussy and breasts on display, made Trish flush a deep red, even as her arousal increased.
Why was Trish turned on with a small audience, when the larger one had nearly undone her? She wished Jordan didn’t like to show her off so much—although she appreciated that he took more care with her modesty when they were in the Wolf’s main room now—but Trish hated facing the part of herself that was aroused by a small, intimate audience.
Still, she knew better than to try to fight Jordan on this, unless she wanted Marek and Laura to witness Trish receiving a punishment, as well.
Jordan’s hands slid up her body to cup her breasts, kneading them as his forefinger and thumb sought her nipples to pinch.Marek stepped back from fondling Laura’s ass and raised the strap.
“A count of ten,” Marek told Laura, who let out a little, moaning noise Trish could barely hear because of the gag. “Hopefully, after this, you’ll remember gossip isn’t worth the consequences.”
Trish tensed and started to close her eyes, but a vicious pinch of her nipples had her eyes popping open again.
“Don’t look away,” Jordan murmured in Trish’s her ear just before Marek’s arm fell.
Thwap!
Her body jerked along with Laura’s as the leather bit into the other woman’s ass. Trish’s bottom clenched in sympathy as Laura let out a muffled wail, her body bouncing slightly up and down despite her restraints. Trish squirmed against Jordan’s cock as it pressed between her cheeks as if trying to push its way out of his pants, and she couldn’t take her eyes away from the bright-red stripe across the center of Laura’s ass, the way Laura’s bottom clenched and jiggled, or the shining gloss of her pussy as she quivered from the blow.
Thwap!
Another jerk from both women, and Trish panted heavily as Jordan continued to play with her breasts, pinching and tugging on her nipples, rolling them between his fingers as his hands massaged her soft mounds. Her thighs tried to tighten, to press together, as she stared at the matching parallel stripes across Laura’s ass. With Jordan’s legs between hers, slightly spread, there was no way for Trish to get the pressure on her pussy she craved, and she squirmed as her need grew.
Thwap!
Laura’s sharp, muffled cries were changing, now sounding much more tearful, although her bottom hadn’t stopped doing its unhappy dance with every stroke that fell. Still, Trish couldn’tstop staring at Laura’s pussy, which was as wet and swollen as ever, despite the three strokes of the strap that had turned her entire ass a bright pink.
Thwap!
The fourth blow landed across already-reddened areas, and Laura’s reaction was much more intense than before. She jerked at her restraints, and the sound of her sobbing breaths meant she had to be crying by now. Laura’s bottom squeezed and fell, the puckered star of her anus dancing as much as the rest of her ass.
Thwap!
Trish let out a little cry as Jordan lifted her up and moved her to the side. He pushed her onto her back as he climbed on top of her, pulling off his shirt and undoing the front of his pants. One of his hands pressed gently against her throat as he lined his cock up with her pussy, forcing her to turn toward Marek and Laura.
The other man watched with glittering eyes, pausing to rub Laura’s hot red ass with rough movements. He took a break just to see Jordan sliding his cock into Trish’s wet-and-ready pussy. Trish whimpered but didn’t look away—not with Jordan’s fingers wrapped gently but firmly around her throat, her body quivering underneath him as his cock began to slide into her wetness.
It felt far too good, and her body heated under Marek’s gaze as Jordan began to work himself into her pussy, stretching her hole and giving her exactly the stimulation she’d been craving. Marek held Trish’s gaze for a moment longer before giving her a wicked grin and stepping back to raising his arm again, his focus diverting back to Laura’s punishment.
Thwap!
Jordan let out a guttural groan as he bottomed out in Trish’s pussy, his groin rubbing against hers as she clenched aroundhim and the ever-present plug in her ass. She felt so good… so full… Was Laura aware her witnesses were now fucking as they watched her being punished?
Would it turn her on more to know?
Or was she too lost in the throbbing, burning pain of her strapping to care? Her ass was a hot, bright red now, and it made Trish shudder with horrified sympathy, even as she was fascinated by the changing color and Laura’s quivering movements.
Thwap!
With one hand still on Trish’s throat, Jordan began to move, thrusting deep and hard into her, although his head was turned to watch Laura being whipped. Trish was shocked by the jealousy that rose up as Jordan fucked her but watched another woman.
Thwap!
His cock pushed in and out of Trish with grindingly slow, rough movements, and he took his time fucking her as he watched Laura’s bright-red bottom dance for them.
Was he that entranced by the sight? Or was he thinking about doing something similar to Trish one day?
And why did that thought make her pussy clench and throb, even as she shuddered with horror?
Thwap!
