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Fuck, I didn’t want to do that, but I’d agreed from the beginning Master could set my exercise schedule and expect reasonable gains in fitness from me over the months and years.

And yes, some exercise sessions with Master were hot, with him using his belt or a cane when I didn’t perform to his expectations, but some of them were just pure hell.

But if I’m honest, even the pure hell sessions were hot after they were over. How many times had I used those memories to beat off when I had permission after a scene? Countless.

“Stand up and look around, Davy. The views are stunning.”

I immediately obeyed him, and then turned in a slow circle. You could see the Atlanta skyline looking west, and the mountains to the north. I got my phone out and zoomed in on the Atlanta skyline, out of curiosity, and then took a couple of shots. I took some pics of Micca and Will, and then we did some selfies of the three of us. Will took pics of me and Micca, and then Micca took some shots of Will and me.

At some point, Mira walked to us and took some shots of the three of us. She texted them to us, but I wouldn’t be able to see it until Master let me take my phone off airplane mode. He didn’t stop and look at them, but Micca did, and she showed them to us. One in particular was a great shot, and I looked forward to texting it to my grandparents when I told them about my day later in the week.

“I’m going to check out the snack bar,” Micca said.

“We’ll eat on the lawn while we wait for the laser show to start,” Will told her.

“I’m aware, and I promise not to spoil my dinner.” She was such a smartass sometimes, and it baffled me that Master seemed to appreciate it from her. I’d have been punished for that attitude, but it wasn’t my place to deem what was appropriate for Micca. I only had to be concerned with my own attitude. Such is the life of a slave, which I’d chosen, and I wouldn’t change a thing.

It turns out, the offerings were slim, so we all shared a popcorn, and Micca had a few pretzels. We sat and enjoyed the view for about an hour, off away from the crowds, and then got in line with Panda and Mira to ride the cable car back down the mountain. We had other security randomly around us, but they stayed back, so it didn’t look like they were with us. They’d surrounded us at the zoo, and I didn’t know why it was different here, but it was.

At first, we were just one of the crowd, until a teen asked if she could get a selfie with Will, and then who we were went through the crowd like wildfire, and Will was doing selfies all over the place.

Things got really hectic at the bottom of the mountain, but the Drake people got us out of there and walked us about two hundred yards to the big meadow where we’d watch the laser show later. Security people were in a circle around us on theirown blankets, and our blanket was already set up, complete with two picnic baskets — one for hot stuff and one for cold.

And so, we sat and ate grilled cheese sandwiches, chicken fingers dipped in blue cheese dressing, cucumber spears, baby carrots, and broccoli dipped in the same dressing. There were also these weird little baby sausage quiche things that were surprisingly good, deviled eggs, and even dessert, though we didn’t get around to eating the lemon cookies and blueberry bars until the laser show started.

I admit, I wasn’t terribly excited about sitting outside where there are bugs to watch a laser show, but it was perfect! The three of us cuddled up together, with music and a surprisingly entertaining light show that might go down in my top ten non-sexual experiences.

And dinner is totally part of that. Everything was a finger food, so there were no eating utensils, and we ended up feeding each other as much as we fed ourselves. So, perhaps the evening wasn’t entirely non-sexual, if you include dinner as a weird kind of foreplay for what happened after the light show.

And no, it wasn’t a big scene, since we were in this odd canvas cabin with a wall of windows overlooking the lake. It was just sex, and yet, the power exchange was still there.

* * * *

Micca

I denied myself an orgasm forever while Davy ate me out, his mouth and tongue going to town on my clit while his fingers pumped my pussy — my gaze held by Will, who was behind Davy, slowly plumbing our boy’s ass.

Our boy.

It still seemed too good to be true, but here we were, sharing him, and I felt closer to Will than I’ve ever felt to another mandespite the fact we weren’t touching. It was as if our energy was touching, our souls, if not our bodies.

When I finally let loose and allowed myself an orgasm, I closed my eyes and let the sensations take over, colors exploding behind my eyelids while I think I had an out-of-body experience, floating through the universe, at one with pleasure and bliss while my heart raced down in my body, pulsing heated blood through every vein and artery, every cell.

“Need a dick in my pussy,” I said. “Don’t care who it belongs to.”

Will gave a masculine little chuckle, opened a condom, and handed it to our boy. “Davy, give the lady what she wants.”

Davy rolled the condom on, moved up my body, and sank his dick inside me without hesitation.

I hadn’t fully understood what the PA piercing was going to feel like, and my eyes rolled back in my head. I’ve fucked Davy a few times, but this was the first time he’s entered me, rather than me just sitting on his cock.Totallydifferent experience.

Davy went slow at first, moving around, exploring what it felt like to have his dick in a woman when he controlled where it went, I figured. Slow was good for a while, but eventually, I ordered him faster and harder until I was close to another orgasm, and then demanded, “Don’t you dare fucking stop until I give permission!”

This orgasm was magnitudes more than the other, and I had to push my bear down while keeping my eyes closed because I wasn’t certain who’d be looking out of them if I opened them. I wasn’t in danger ofchanging, but she was too close to the surface, so I had to order Davy to stop, which cut the orgasm a little short, but if I didn’t rein my bear in things would be bad.

However, Will crammed his dick back in Davy’s ass and ordered, “Move, boy.”

Meaning Davy ended up fucking his ass up and down on Will’s dick while continuing to fuck me, and it was almost too much, but losing control over the situation was apparently what I needed, because my bear settled back and let me enjoy what was happening, as she’d had to do when Bran used us.