บท 99: Chapter 99: Suitors, Part 8

Michael

Her nipple is there and waiting, a tempting target…. I hover over it with the clamp, making her wait, drawing out the anticipation….

…. How much can she take?

…. How much does she want?

…. Go for it….

I snap the thing into place, hard. She shrieks, and then again, as I squeeze, ease off, squeeze, ease off in a pulsing rhythm which I’m hoping is mirrored by her cunt.

Charlotte is oblivious to anything but the pain I’m gifting her. But glancing across, James is shifting, looking restless….

…. Think he needs a bit of relief….

“James, I’m nothing like done here yet, but do you want to suck her out for a bit?” I ask. “I think you’d enjoy that, while I make her squeal.”

Her eyes fling wide and her head snaps to one side, where James shifts so that she can see him properly.

“Master! I didn’t see you there.” Her voice judders and gasps.

“You were busy. Michael saw me, though.” His tone is lazy, but his mouth puckers and there’s a gleam in his eye.