Page 77 of Pandora's Pleasure

“Yes, sir,” I answered breathlessly.

A harsh hand came crashing down on my ass, bringing agony ricocheting through my flesh, causing me to cry out. But then that same hand smoothed over the sting with a gentle caress.

“This is your punishment,” the stranger warned.

That voice…so familiar.

Knuckles white, I gripped the edge of the bar as a torrent of strikes came crashing down on my buttocks, stinging my flesh and bringing heat, followed by a flood of arousal.

My moans filled the room.

“Want to move on to the next card?” asked Damien.

Was I ready?

How could I not be? Damien knew more than I trusted myself to know. He helped me straighten up and led me across the room, my feet moving cautiously from the blindness he’d imposed upon me, heading toward the couch and chairs, if I remembered correctly.

A belt was being unbuckled; trousers being shed.

“I’m putting a condom on,” Damien reassured me.

With firm hands around my waist, I was turned and then pulled down to sit on top of Damien, right onto his lap facing forward. We were in one of the armchairs—I could feel the velvet beneath my fingertips as I gripped the armrests on either side. I felt the press of Damien’s erection against my back.

This was what the card had displayed—a woman riding her lover as another man knelt before her and leaned in between both their thighs to get to her pussy.

A tremble of exhilaration ran through me.

I felt no trepidation at the thought of being seen this close up, ready to be impaled on a cock. Damien’s strong hands lifted me up and positioned his erection so that he slid in easily with my slickness, spearing me completely, my thighs wide and quivering.

The unbearable fullness morphed into flashes of white in my imagination that lit up the darkness caused by my blindfold, like fireworks exploding in my solar plexus.

We were together.

Himand me and our secret lover.

I was locked with Damien, my thighs pulled wider apart by unseen hands; my sex exposed for that dark stranger to admire. My wet pussy stretched taut by that cock, dangerously close to coming because the plug was stretching me beyond what I’d imagined possible as I felt the strain of double penetration.

“Arms behind your back.” Damien ordered.

Responding quickly, I brought my hands behind my back and held my wrists together, feeling even more vulnerable and unguarded from that second man who had to be close by now.

Damien’s hands undid the halter-neck where it was tied at my nape and dragged down my dress until my tits were exposed and pebbling from the sudden cold. Fingers circling each areola tenderly, thumbs sweeping over beaded nipples. My breasts rose and fell rapidly beneath firm massaging and pinching. I felt a thrill from not knowing whose fingers were now stroking and touching and tweaking, as both men explored and probed each part of me.

Feeling the heat of breath on my sex let me know the stranger was now leaning in fully between my thighs.

I twisted my head, demanding a kiss from Damien.

First, he bit my lower lip and then his mouth covered mine, forcing my lips wider so that his tongue could conquer me there, too.

What that card hadn’t shown, what it couldn’t have shown, was the blinding pleasure I felt as their mouths crashed on my lips…and on my lips…

The stranger was relishing each crevice and fold between my thighs, delighting in my taste with erotically charged noises of gratification as he indulged his mouth.

I wished I could watch as he lavished attention on my sex, his tongue exploring, sweeping over where that mighty erection stretched my entrance. His frenzied worshiping of my clit in fast flicks and meaningful circles brought a heavy pang that morphed into an impossible nirvana.

My mind splintered into nothingness.

My body was being ravaged from every angle, breasts pinched and twisted, Damien’s cock filling me completely, my channel tight and grasping. My sphincter clutching that bejeweled plug with needy spasms. Damien was surely feeling the pressure against his erection as my muscles milked him—every part of me utterly seduced and tamed by them.