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Beau rolls onto his back, his chest heaving and his very erect cock an angry, swollen red as it juts into the air. The poor boy needs to get off. I stand up and undo the girl’s wrist restraints, letting her slip to the floor in exhaustion. I reach for her chin and force her to look at me.

“Think you can handle a little more?” I ask. She nods in agreement, and I chuck her under the chin before tugging her toward Beau. “Go to him.” Her movements stiff from being restrained and whipped for so long, she crawls on her hands and knees, stopping when she reaches Beau’s side and kneels.

“Fist his cock.” She does as I ask, wrapping her fingers tightly around his shaft and tugging. “Again,” I order as I tuck my still bloodied cock into my jeans and walk over to the lounge where Madame M is reclining with a post-orgasmic flush on her cheeks. I slink down onto the cushions beside her, content to watch rather than perform this round.

“Straddle his face,” I command. “I want him to taste how delicious you are.” Collette obeys, facing me and placing a knee on either side of Beau’s head and sliding down until her pussy is directly above him. “Drop down. I want him drowning in that sweet cream dripping out of your cunt.” She spreads her legs more, putting the full weight of herself on Beau’s pretty mouth.

“That’s a good girl,” I growl in approval as she starts to grind her pelvis against Beau’s tongue. He keeps his hands at his sides, but Beau’s fists are clenched with the effort it takes not to touch himself while he has a gorgeous girl smothering him with her pussy. “I think Beau deserves a treat for making you moan so pretty. What do you think, little sub?”

“Yes, master,” Collette sighs, her eyes closed as she moves up and down, getting the pressure on her clit just right.

“Bend over and suck his cock,” I order. “Use your mouth to show him how grateful you are for his tongue in your pussy.”

Not needing to be told twice, Collette bends at the waist, taking Beau’s cock into her mouth as she rides his face. And it’s the sexiest sixty-nine I’ve ever seen as the two subs use their mouths to get each other off at my command.

“That was a brilliant performance,” Madame M drawls in her smooth voice.

I look over to see her cunt is still bare, her arousal glistening in the twinkling, pastel lights. If I wasn’t still spent from my orgasm, I’d be tempted fuck her right now. The thought of slamming into her soft, warm folds has me semi-hard already. I’ve never had such an insatiable hunger for sex and chaos, and I don’t know if I can ever starve that side of myself again.

“I haven’t watched anything so stimulating in ages,” M continues, stroking her pointed nails over my upper thigh. “It was a treat getting to play the voyeur for your first time.” Her fingers travel higher, brushing against the growing erection in my jeans. “Will we be seeing more of you here?”

I laugh, my eyes still fixed on the scene of Beau and Collette fucking as the air fills with the wet sound of sucking and moans of pleasure. “I’m not sure anything could keep me away.”

“Delightful,” M says with a happy clap of her hands. “Welcome to our twisted family—” she pauses, a flicker of amusement on her face. “Silly me, I just had the loveliestpetite mortwhile watching your cock pound into Beau’s sweet bottom, but I realize I never even asked your name. What should we call you, boy?” I tear my eyes from the naked subs and find Madame M studying me curiously.

What name fits the man who plays and fucks in blood? This personcomposed of my darkest shadows woven together and thrust into the pastel lights to be seen for the first time. I’ve been Grey. I’ve been Nine. I’ve been Chef. But the person I’ve become tonight is someone I haven’t met before. And I have a feeling he’ll be sticking around for good.

“You can call meMaster Greyson.”