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Penance [Arberus x Selini x Temara]

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And it wasn't until now that she finally realized just what she had gotten herself into. Not in a regretful manner, of course, but in no small amount of uncertainty. She could look back at several occasions that her master had used her to play the political game, being what she was, which meant that if Celeste had seriously asked her to please the 'rough man' she probably could have performed acceptably (though not to the level of a professional, considering her greatest appeal/asset had absolutely nothing to do with the performance of her own two hands); but that wasn't the command here, oh no. It made her realize that she had never even touched a woman sensually. She was even hard pressed not to include her own body in that assessment. Please her... it was the most important command. The only command, as she saw it... and it was breaking her heart to think she might not be able to fulfill it.

With a hard gulp she cleared her mouth as if to wash away the uncertainty before obediently pursuing her new mistress. As if weightless, she slid her slender frame right alongside Celeste on the bed (though she still kept a single foot on the floor) and leaned in to press her lips as directed. For the first time since they started kissing she showed a bit of her experience, meeting the passion with a level of grace and control that made it almost seem like a massage. Once again she could feel the woman's healing energy course through her body, compounding on the work her curse had already done and removing every little ache and pain, right along with her energy, the crimson sparkle in her eyes, and most of the redness from her cheeks. It was a shame to lose all that arousal Celeste had just worked so hard to build, but at least it would let her better concentrate on the task at hand.

No questions asked, no need for a response. Selini looked down at the shirt intently, as if searching for its secrets, and it seemed she found them, for when she looked back up a smile crossed her lips. Simple start, indeed. Sliding her dangling leg upon the bed, she gently placed her thigh right between the woman's legs and slowly applied pressure as she situated herself. She may not have been very certain on how to please her, but she could certainly place something soft and firm there for her to rub against on her own time and pace.

For the first button she cheated, in a way. The only way she could keep her gaze upon her mistress' face (or at least her jaw) was at an angle, so she simply took the end of cloth between her lips and folded it back with a careful pull until the button popped on through its hole. For the rest, however, she did things properly. At first she was thrown off once again by anatomical differences between genders and had to practically bury her face in the woman's cleavage to get a good grip on the cloth around the button, but from there it was a simple matter of lifting up and slipping it free. The process remained slow around her breasts, but went faster with each one. Once she got low enough she was forced to remove her leg and slide halfway off the bed, but she tried to make up for it by slipping her hands beneath the shirt and stroking beside the small of her back. She probably hadn't even needed to command eye contact, for Selini was already extremely interested in gauging her reactions to each little touch. Still, whether her performance was a result of actual talent or simple cleverness/resourcefulness was yet to be seen.

Then came the last button. Almost too conveniently placed. Her eyes almost began to wander as she took in the rather distinct scent, but she quickly corrected herself. Though she took her time, she knew enough to make sure her hesitation looked like sensual delay (there was a great deal of arousal in anticipation) so that there was a sense of finality when she conquered her reserves and put her lips to work. This button was by far the longest as she made sure to rub the fabric in a few slightly less sensitive places before delicately teasing the jewel as she lifted the final slot free.

From her snug position between Celeste's thighs, Selini leaned up to look more clearly into her mistress' eyes (inadvertently sliding her hands down to the woman's ass), anxiously seeking any form of feedback or further commands. The thought of having freedom wasn't exactly a comfortable one in this situation, and her puppy-eyed expression showed it.
 
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She seemed strangely curious about that edge. How much he could blame her he wasn't sure, but he didn't really expect her to sound almost excited about it.

Helping keep her upright, he watched Celeste curiously as she started in again, teasing at the woman. He was amused and (he wasn't sure if it was strange to him or not) slightly aroused by the way she took their guest in hand. At least, he supposed, it was a sure fire sign that any lasting harm Celeste had from the issue was not so overpowering she couldn't distract herself. Granted, she was just good at distractions, but all the same it was a nice thing to see. Strange seeing each of them portraying Celeste at her most playful though... except that Selini seemed shy, dutiful, and enamored where Celeste often seemed gleefully playful in the same position. It all only got better when she began to physically tease the girl, and slowly undo her clothes. The conversation and it's consequences remained between the two of them for the moment, however, and he had long since grown accustomed to becoming just a quiet presence in the room when she needed to handle things, real enough to let no one forget he was there long and ready to insert himself should he decided to do so, but not loud and bumbling about when she handled things that required more diplomacy or finesse than he always had readily available.

Not that he didn't enjoy watching the woman for her veiled little responses as Celeste's hands groped and tensed her up quite enough to subtly slip a hand over the back of one of his wife's thighs. He raised an eyebrow while he massaged it.

As if he hadn't caught onto the direction they were headed, that last bit in Selini's response after Celeste asking just what kind of services she could provide made it pretty evident. Rayner very nearly got a small head rush of his own just watching the two, silently holding Celeste steady as she rose, all too focused on the task at hand to take into mind silly little things like crippling injuries- or not so crippling, but he was more than ready to drag her back down and keep her still if she started putting herself at risk. He'd done it before.

And then she practically said the magic words.

The grin spread right over his teeth, opening up little slivers of tooth, calling him a "rough man" and hyping up his hands, which he was more than happy to display for added effect, placing one on his wife's stomach while the other slid around her thigh, pressing just hard enough to make a quiet rasp of friction. Strange, he thought as Celeste sent her into shakes and removed the robes to give them a good look at her skin, and the bandages secured around all the personal bits, that Selini seemed frightened to begin and extremely excited about things to come all at once. He knew how much of the game was slow build up and tease, but even then the bandages would probably try his patience later when they wanted them gone. Fortunately, Rayner was a practical, and somewhat paranoid sort. He never went anywhere without a tool of some sort within reach.

Celeste sat down against the ridge in Rayner's lap, and he moved his hands upwards out of the way, about her upper arms and shoulders- only barely touching, teasingly massaging his wife while he peered down past her shoulders to watch the show with her. She even ordered her to open the show with one of her own tricks that he'd always been fond of, eluding an air of command that he ate up, somehow feeding his own sense of power by proxy, making gestures instead of speaking the words. He had trouble believing Selini wasn't aroused by Celeste, even with the sudden conflicting reaction of disappointment tossed atop excitement, the poor girl seeming to swing this way and that. She was sticking it out, however, which was good. She'd pick up the game quickly enough once they got going, he was sure.

Rayner's breath came over Celeste's neck in a faintly rising rhythm, even as a deep, sultry chuckle thrummed in his throat while her face pressed into Celeste's breasts.

....and then she stopped.

Celeste would have more instructions certainly, but after a moment's wait Rayner intruded just briefly.

"Well?" He said expectantly, both impatient and amused, "Start with a kiss."

Judging from how he continued looking down, and pressed himself up against Celeste from behind, wedging Selini's hands in between the woman's rump and his hips until she'd need them, he didn't mean on the lips she'd already explored. Each thick hand very carefully took a hold of one half of the shirt, moving it to the side to bare Celeste's breasts and thighs, opening up a wide window down her body. Beyond that, he just wanted to continue watching the show, idly cupping the underside of a single breast in his hand and playing the rough skin and nail over Celeste's nipple.
 
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"Good girl..." her husky voice growing every more so, although still with it's lyrical and smooth quality that never seemed quite lost. She lifted one hand, one that wouldn't obscure Rayner's view and cupped it around the back of Selini's head, petting it affectionately as the girl worked. Her backside helped to press Selini's hands into his thighs even as she pushed him back slightly so she could recline more, though at this angle, Rayner might want to prop himself up with a few pillows to make it easier on himself. As the shirt was peeled back though, Selini would see that Celeste was shaven completely bare on that part of her body that didn't even have the decency for underwear to be covering it, mostly to make Rayner's life easier.

As Rayner's hands rubbed over her decently sized breasts, her hips lifted slightly against Selini's chin, letting that oh so distinctive fragrance a little more space to fill between that and Selini's nose. She let the girl follow or not follow Rayner's direction as she saw fit, but was busy thinking. It seemed Rayner was picking up the same signals that Celeste was, that Selini might have been trained, but not with a female. The idea made her chuckle, the motion bouncing her breasts slightly within Rayner's grasp and eliciting a small gasp of pleasure. "It seems that you're not as experienced as I thought, hmm?" She lifted one eyebrow, managing with just that one look to convey a sense of disappointment as well as anticipation for what she could come up with to rectify that situation. "I think I will take great pleasure in furthering your education..."

She pulled back up, using Selini's hair to pull her up as well, her grip tight, but leaving her in a position in which her face still rested between Celeste's thighs. "Is that ceiling hook, still around Rayner?" They hadn't gotten a chance to really play with it, but it had been set up for them and there was always a bit of rope handy. "Would you get some of the silk cord I saw in the box, cowboy?" At the moment, Rayner was merely there to assist and support, that would almost assuredly change later. Letting him climb the bed and to arrange things so that the cord hung down, Celeste sat up and watch Selini' wondering what was going on in the girl's head at the moment. Still gripping the girl's hair, her thumb came free enough to brush against Selini's cheek gently, the sharp contrast between sensations to play upon one another. With her other hand though, she reached between Selini's legs, pushing them apart with outspread fingers if need be, and dipped one finger, just one single finger, the one that bore her wedding ring, between her parted thighs, down the slit between them, and into the well of the sweetess honey. It would be enough that combined with the ring would be unmistakable about it's presence but not nearly enough to fill the girl. Green eyes sparkling merriment as she looked at Selini, she thrust the finger ;forward and back; in and out of Selini as she waited ever so patiently for Rayner to finish setting up the hook and rope; unless Selini actively moved away, she'd continue doing so, varying between hard to soft and fast to slow and back again.
 
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The blush returned to her face (that didn't take long...) when Rayner instructed on what to do next. She looked to Celeste for confirmation, but found the woman too busy with her own amusement. Which apparently was pleasurable in itself? How confusing. Still, this was a hard path to walk. She had not been explicitly ordered to follow his directions, even though it might have been implied. If it was her master, she could have expected a situation like this, in which no matter what she did it could be twisted to put her in the wrong... but with these two she didn't know what to expect. Though it seemed her hesitation was too much already.

"It seems that you're not as experienced as I thought, hmm?"

'Exactly what kind of experience were you expecting!?' not that she would ever say it out loud. Especially while she was preoccupied with the crushing feeling of failure upon the disappointed look she received. Yet that look came with a very curious response. Not punishment, but anticipation. Furthering her education? Try 'beginning it.'

Or perhaps she had ruled out 'punishment' a little too soon, for she quickly found herself being pulled back by her hair, the dull sting renewing waves of excitement that had dissipated during the healing. Even moreso when they started talking about hooks and ropes. But none of that came before the real surprise. She didn't even fully realize what was happening as she obediently shifted on the floor and parted her legs to her mistress' silent command. Maybe she was just playing with the bandages before-

"Ah~!?" She didn't even attempt to stifle the surprised gasp as that frisky finger went right to work rubbing against unsuspecting nerves that hadn't been touched in quite some time. Her stiffened posture, confused expression, and scraping grasp against Celeste's backside showed this quite clearly, but she did not resist. Fortunately the healing kiss had not taken the side-effects of her arousal, so there was more than enough moisture that it was not an uncomfortable experience. Strange, however, to be penetrated but not filled, and since she wasn't quite sure what to think of it yet she decided instead to focus on how she could use it to please her charge. Perhaps if she paid attention it would be useful later... once she could move again.
 
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"Haven't had anyone up to remove anything," he smiled, but hesitated in getting up mostly because he rather enjoyed things as they were going at the moment. In a moment though, he got up, letting the hands go, and with quite a bit of amused mirth in his voice clicked his tongue and chided, almost more offhand to himself than instructively, "should have started with a kiss."

Of course, the last time Celeste had a friend in for some fun, she had known the female body than either one of the two of them, so he wasn't exactly an expert in teaching people the methodology of cunnilingus. But he figured he at least passed for a consulting role via experience and positive results, in which case Celeste probably could have written books on his pleasures. That was a good one, it'd do for a joke sometime. Have to watch for a different kind of mood in her sometime if he wanted to get a blush out of it, but a laugh would probably be easy.

Opening the unnecessarily large closet, Rayner let the ladies play while he began to dig in and round up their materials. He'd cleaned the place up quite a bit, and was not always the neatest, but nothing had been taken away since he'd special requested the whole gamut sent up, and so after a little digging he'd come right back on out- and pause long enough to admire what he was missing out on before he got up and started working on attaching the hook, silk left in a bundle on the bed.
 
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When it seemed like Selini was focusing too hard on trying to sort things out, Celeste twisted her hand, grinding the ringed finger into the girl until she had her complete attention. "I play things slightly differently than what it seems like you're used to, Sweetling....Put your hands up behind your head, mesh your fingers together...and don't move them, I want to see your body all stretched out so I can decide just what to do with it...if you move, I promise you punishment, but not like anything you've ever had..." Stretched out would be the word, but they'd start slowly...

Then again...if she was one for punishment, maybe she'd want to push her luck. Who knew.

Even while Selini was positioning herself, Celeste's hands never stopped, pushing, thrusting and pulling inside of the woman, grinding her knuckles just under the clit before leaning up and biting, gently at first, the dark haired girl's nipples. First one, and then the other. And her hands didn't stop. She was simply waiting for Rayner to be done.
 
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The grinding focus sent an involuntary convulsion through her body that almost brought her toppling forward onto her tormentor. A quick hand to Celeste's shoulder was probably the only thing that kept her upright. She certainly had the young woman's attention.

She had to go and say it, too. One could almost see the cogs turning in Selini's eyes. For now she simply struggled to right herself, bringing her arms up and back and clasping her hands behind her head. Under normal circumstances she was skinny almost to the point of looking mal-nourished, but now, under the strain of sensual pleasure building through her body, her well-defined muscles (especially abs and legs) stood out quite clearly. Beads of sweat were starting to make what little was visible of her soft bronze skin shimmer as if she were carved from a Grecian statue. Without any consistency, though, a tormenting rush was all this stimulation could produce, and soon her confused gasps started turning to longing whimpers. The bite to her nipples elicited a stronger response as her hands almost slipped away, but it was still through the medical cloth and thus not quite as sensual as one might hope. Her breasts may not have been all that large, but after swelling in arousal she was already suffering from tight constriction. The extra attention did brighten her eyes with subtle specks of crimson once again, but not much else.
 
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And that meant the hook was just about done. Making sure he was happy with it, Rayner got himself down, and stopped to look carefully at the two as he gathered the rope up once more. Celeste seemed to be having quite a bit of fun playing around, but their poor little guest seemed to be all about her instructions, and so she wasn't right up fight for which one could out molest the other.

For a moment, he let Celeste play.

And then, giving her a look of warning, he took the silk in hand and grabbed Selini's wrists. Without any verbal warning he started to bind them tight, checking the progress every so often and testing it before continuing to secure the knots. He wanted to make sure that her hands were stuck put, but wouldn't fall off for lack of oxygen. Celeste would have until about then to play, when he gave her a look and nodded. "Time to get up." She didn't have to help though. A single rough finger- to compare his hands to sandpaper would have exaggerated, but given the right general idea- sliding up from her collarbone under her chin, and then lifting that up until it practically pointed to ward the ceiling.

He took a firm grip there, pressing to the sides just beneath her jaw, very near the muscley parts of her neck as his hand covered her throat. Sure, it'd press on her windpipe a bit, but he wasn't even trying to choke her as he stood, simply applying pressure and control as he gripped the wrists in his other hand and stepped up onto the bed, half leading her up after him, and half hauling her up with him. Keeping her standing on the bed, Rayner held beneath her jaw a moment more, before he let go and raised her wrists, despite any discomfort the angle might have produced, and lifted them high- affixing the other end of the silk tie to the hook, and making sure to shorten the length and secure it off until Selini was forced to stand on the bed- up on the balls of her feet, just to stand. He had considered going for tip toes, but he wasn't in that cruel of a mood just yet.

Without undressing further, he stood on the bed next to her, and looked over her figure ounce himself- before he reached back to his belt, and removed a knife, large an built for a sheath. It looked like a tool, but the guard was enough to make one question. The tip of the blade, where the back curved inward to meet the front, he pressed very lightly underneath her chin, keeping it up for a moment more, and slid it down the center of her throat tortuously slow. He could have sped up, but he deliberately moved as if testing just how well she'd hold up in this position, the blade pressing just barely hard enough to leave a white line against her skin, until he reached the collar bone. The line turned red, without ever quite drawing blood, until he got toe the bandages.. and stopped, turning his knife about in his hand and thoughtfully considered what to do next then.

...instead he removed it, and grinned like the devil himself, laying the blade across a palm.

"Your gift, angel. Would you like to do the honors?"
 
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"Aww..." She pouted, but was still chuckling as Selini was lead away, and she turned, leaning across the bed as she watched Rayner tie the dark tressed vixen up. But something wasn't -quite- right as far as Selini was concerned, but Celeste couldn't put her finger on it just yet...but as she saw the press of the knife into the submissive flesh, she felt her heart flutter in her chest in excitement. Rayner gave her butterflies....but this...

Lifting her left hand, she made sure she had contact with Selini's eyes and then slowly licked the girl's fluids off of her fingers in a very deliberate fashion. As Rayner spoke to her though, she shrugged her shoulders in a dismissive way. "I think I should like to watch you cut it off of her, love. While her outstretched body is very ...enjoyable...I want her on her knees."
 
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"Not a bad place for her to be," he teased, looking down at her hungry- Rayner might have been common in blood and training, even less capable of intellect or cruelty than many men, but deep down he had the same animal roots as them all. And he was much more in touch with his than many. She'd probably seen the look before.

But he enjoyed the hunt. As much urge as there was to simply go for the finale, he liked much better to work their way there.

One rough hand pressed against her shoulder and chest, across the top, helping to brace her while he turned the knife back over and looked at the bandages, including the little wet spots Celeste had left. "Stay still now..." And what intriguing wet spots they were. Her shape was partly outlined by it all, but women were so much nicer for having a few soft spots, and the bandages certainly had no mercy about letting those, at least, keep their shape. Yes, they certainly had to go. Helping her hold nice and put, he pressed the knife against her chest ever so gently- watching carefully as the skin just below the collarbone pressed in just a hair, creating a pucker, not quite bleeding- the edge of the knife sat against the bandages, but his purchase was not quite... turning his head thoughtfully, he pressed just a hair deeper, cutting the skin, and as he pressed the knife down the tip caught enough bandage to cut into it. The split fabric was all it took to start taking it apart, carefully through each new one, painstakingly taking his way down, and slowly growing a sharp grin as it began to fall to either side like a blooming flower and show off just what was waiting underneath-

And all with ever leaving the one actual cut just above where the bandages had started, trickling a tiny little blood drop or two down the center of her chest.

Once to the bottom, he'd stop his pattern of cutting and turn the blade vertical, sneaking it under the bandages first near the more sensitive parts, letting the cold steel press up against the little flower hidden underneath the bandages- and feel the blade slowly turn, edge out away from it, as he carved those bandages off, and cleared off any other loose ends, until it all fell nice and neatly to the bed where he could kick them off it to the floor.

Smiling, he gave the knife a little flourish and returned it to his belt, admiring the results of his work, and reached up to loosen the rope work, cupping one cheek as he lowered Selini until her weight settled firmly onto her knees, and making sure she was in place, before removing his hand again to reach up and yank just a little higher on her wrists- enough to ensure she was snuggly in place without actually lifting her, and began to tie it off again.
 
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The sigh that escaped her lips as Rayner declared his work complete sounded suspiciously like relief. Though Celeste had clearly over-exaggerated the coarseness of his skin, it was enough to stand in very distinct contrast with the soft surface of her own as he firmly coaxed her head up to look straight at him. Her gaze was as subdued and reverent as ever, but there was a tiny hint of thanks to it as well. She didn't know how much longer she could have taken that woman's finger. It was like a blade in itself in how it teased and tormented her in ways she had never experienced before. In his grasp, however, she felt familiar. Almost comforted. Her eyes faded in submission as she half followed and was half carried up to the bed.

Arms raised and secure, she let her weight fall to her arms and silently tested the strength of the hook. Whether it be hanging or handstands, she had long since built up the strength to support herself for extended periods, and thus showed no strain at the new position. In fact, she seemed more at home here than she had been since she arrived. Even so much as to let a tiny smile perk her cheeks as she shifted partial weight to her feet and tested the strength of each individual knot in ways that this pair probably didn't even realize was possible.

Then she heard the knife. Suddenly the room felt very hot and very cold all at once. Her heart ran faster than ever as she waited in anticipation for its cold embrace, not knowing where it would come from and thus making every nerve stand on end. She practically buzzed when he brought it up and into view, but froze stiff as she felt the tiniest prick beneath her chin. From there it was a slow, torturous tickle that ran down her throat, always on the very edge of breaching, but never quite. It went on for what seemed like forever, sending a soft hum through her ears as she tried to cry out but couldn't so much as move. Yet even that was too much when the pressure increased ever so slightly, turning the torturous tickle to an unbearable itch. It was then that he received the whimper.

Yet as soon as it had begun, it stopped. Her attention was brought back to Celeste, whom she found seductively licking her fingers of... if it was possible for Selini to blush any more, she found a way. She was almost relieved when the woman refused to take the knife, though she had a sneaking suspicion her mistress was less adept at bloodplay and more inclined towards sensual torture. Which in this case had her more on edge than the knife, especially since she had no idea what to expect (doubly especially after the 'I want her on her knees' comment). With that in mind she carefully tested the knots one more time just to make sure.

Her efforts were cut short, however, when she caught the predatory look in his eyes, cutting deep into her instincts and freezing her on the spot. Compared to her small frame, his hands were huge. Even if he hadn't told her to stay still, she likely would have obeyed all the same. She looked helplessly into his eyes as he pressed the knife to her once more. It was the look that separated the true hunters from the boys. If he didn't take pity and let her free, then he truly deserved the treasure waiting at the end.

And it seemed he did, for he didn't even blink before going right to work. There was only a brief delay before she felt the prick of cold steel pierce her delicate skin and send exquisite trickles of pain through her body. It was small, but after all the anticipation her aura ate it up like a starving child, sending tiny cascades of energy and pleasure through her. Enough that the resulting song-bird cry probably rang with more excitement than pain. From there it was just an echo. Sadly, he was careful enough not to cut her again, though she did let out a relieved gasp as her breasts were finally set free from the bandage's constricting grip.

There were a few places, however, where it was not pleasurable to be cut... and so it was with a measure of fear that she felt the cold steel slip beneath the cloth and press against her womanhood. Once again every nerve stood on edge and her heart pounded in her chest as she closed her eyes. The sound of tearing cloth brought an expectant whimper to her lips as she half imagined it to be the sound of her own flesh, but she never cried for him to stop. Her trust was well placed, too, for not a moment later she opened her eyes to find him kicking away the cloth strips and admiring his work upon her now completely naked form. As if gently reassuring her, he pressed a hand to her cheek and lowered her down to the bed.

With Selini on her knees and more vulnerable than ever, Rayner may have been surprised to discover just how strong the instincts he had been playing with actually were. A small nudge was perhaps his only warning before he found his pants completely undone. Unfortunately the belt would likely keep things in place, but that didn't stop her from trying... and unless he pulled away she wouldn't stop there.
Another nudge as she brushed her cheek against his undergarments as if making sure the presence of two naked women had been enough for him. From there she finally gave that kiss he had suggested, teasing a bit of moisture and pressure against the cloth and firm member that rested just beyond. If he wasn't regretting having bound her hands by now, he never would.

Her breath came in quick gasps even as she lifted an expectant gaze towards Celeste. Her expression was different now. Still subdued, but with an air of excitement and hunger that seemed to be missing the previous uncertainty. All accented by eyes that were only just starting to shimmer a strikingly familiar crimson hue.
 
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Celeste was enjoying herself more than she thought possible, the constriction of the girl startling her with it's thum of excitement through her blood. The ginger haired woman found herself admiring the woman's skin as her husband cut through it, the bandages a sharp contrast to the bronze skin. But as Selini looked up almost worshipfully at her husband, she placed in her own mind a note to remind Selini of who she was there to please. It wasn't as if she minded sharing, of course, but there were rules to be played with. Oh, if only she could have heard what Selini was thinking about her experience. Oh, if only she knew.

It was Selini pressed her face into Rayner's crotch though, Celeste let out a delighted laugh, her own husky voice quite musical in tone. "I think she might be a bit hungry, love...." Rayner was quite a mouthful in that regard after all, she'd bet he could do quite a bit to filling her in his own way. She pressed her hands into the soft bed and pushed herself upright so she could watch better. Leaning back on her arms, she watched for a few moments longer as the flecks of crimson washed over her eyes. But it was that bead of blood that drew her most attention. "Selini, your safe word is apples. And while you think you won't use it...it's for Rayner's peace of mind." Making sure Rayner knew also that he could do as he wished for a few moments without worrying about Celeste interfering just yet. She had plans but she wanted Selini distracted by pleasuring Rayner first. Besides, oral was one of Rayner's favorites. "But I would like your sword first", said with a suggestive lift of her eyebrow" ...if you please. and the knife for after..."

Give the girl something to think about....
 
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Rayner tidied the not up nicely, and stopped, giving his work one last tug to check it as he turned his head down instead of admiring the knots. Not that there were too many things that could have been nudging him, but he was in for quite a sight, as the case was. He lifted a brow, and then chuckled right along with Celeste, smiling in blatant amusement and approval in a way that, by now, was sure to make Selini's eager little heart sing. Something still bothered him a little about her eyes.

But when lovely, naked women were that close to your cock, you tended to let minor issues go.

Still, she was obviously a lot more confident about pants than Celeste's shirt, and by her attitude in general, he was starting to get a pretty good idea of just how little experience she had with the fairer sex. Which meant he approved more than ever of giving Celeste a little help with rectifying this problem, lacking Kumiko to really sort anyone out. It was also, however, implying several exciting things if she could get them undone nearly without him noticing she'd started. He doubted even Celeste could do that (she always made sure he was very aware when she was doing it). Of course, there were a few things she could have been doing with her hands as well, besides undressing him the rest of the way, but it was hard to be disappointed. There was never quite so much fun as placing a restriction and watching them work their very hardest to do their job anyway.

Besides. Unless this master guy was especially impatient, they had all day. And he'd proven in the past he was well capable of taking advantage of that time.

"Hungy, hm?" he looked down at Selini as if demanding a nod of confirmation from her.

Well, what good of a master (apparently) would he be now if he let his things starve? Removing his shift and discarding it, the man revealed a whole new set of scars to match those on his face- ripped claw marks from his shoulder, an assortment of lesser reminders of old wounds, and finally a ragged splotch in his side- where the barbed spear had been thrust in, and then yanked free. Celeste had also been very particular about maintaining the little scars on his shoulder blades, but Selini wouldn't see those for a moment. Rayner didn't even step away as he reached to his belt, carefully undoing it without hitting her in the face, and letting his pants drop. The knife, he removed from the belt and tossed onto the bed near his feet, out where Celeste could get to it whenever after was. Now, if he had a guess about what she meant by sword, it wasn't to get off the bed and fetch one off the rack.

"And if her mouth is nice and full..." he put thoughtfully "...she can snap."

Not likely to be easiest with how her hands were bound, but still possible. Made Rayner wonder what Celeste had in mind though, or if she thought the girl was going to get in over her head. Not that he didn't push limits, but he had a tendency to make sure everyone was nice and warmed up for whatever came next.

In this case- the sword.

Laying a thumb under the band, he gripped Selini's hair firmly and pulled her head upward and backward before he slid his boxer briefs down. Muscles tightened to the sudden colder air, but as it relaxed a bit again he let the mostly-hardened shaft lay itself down across Selini's upturned lips and face. Now, Rayner wasn't the sort of guy that porn films were made solely around the quantitative attributes of, but he was far from lacking. He let it hang across her face, moving toward her cheek, and watching for reactions as he considered. She could try and please him too, but for the moment, any attempts to move to suck it or his balls would result in a sharp jerk of her hair in reprimand, without any words.

"Now," he looked to Celeste, "What was it you wanted with my sword?"

He couldn't help but crack a grin at the use of the term here.
 
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It showed that although they worked really well together as a team, they weren't perfect yet. It wasn't quite as Celeste had wanted, and it was her gift. "I think that's just a little too easy...she hasn't done very well in pleasing me except through pleasing you..." There was just enough of a hint of a frown on Celeste's face that would leave Selini wondering just how upset with her Celeste was. She pushed herself more upright, until she was upright completely but not on her knees as Selini was, but that they were off to the side just slightly. "I think she's hungry enough to need a real mouthful." And crooked a little finger at Rayner to come nearer.

Once he did, she smiled, showing off a little tongue that slid out and licked her lips. Pulling him down to where he was in a similiar position to Selini so it wouldn't be quite so hard on her side, she raked her nails down the outside of Rayner's thighs, showing off just how sharp those trimmed and sculpted things could be as by themselves, they oh so very slowly drew a bead or two of blood for Selini to see. Or more importantly to note that Rayner was hers. A typical female sign of Jealousy. But in Cel's case it was making clear the rules of the game.

As her all but claws raked down his thighs though, her mouth easily slipped over the tip of his shaft, taking him in one fell swallow all the way to the base. It was a trick she'd only recently mastered, but it would also give the girl an idea of what she had to try and match. Yet, even as the base was reached and Selini could see how Celeste's throat was expanded slightly from the swollen member, Celeste's tongue came out and began to caress the edge of Rayner's balls. Everything was going to be in Selini's perfect view. Despite the posture and action though, Celeste's attitude about the entire thing was far from submissive. She knew what pleased Rayner, and she was making sure that he was going to put on a worthy performance for Selini too.
 
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That was never a thing to not get excited about.

He quirked an eyebrow and lifted his shaft with two fingers around the base, delivering several sharp taps across her lips and cheek with it, and then released her hair as he stepped across the bed to Celeste. Coming down to his knees and angling as she requested, and looked her in the face as she pointedly made sure their guest was watching, and laid the nails to his legs. What exactly Selini would have made of the scars was entirely to her and the goings on within her head, but the combination with this would give a small clarification or two- the nails sent goosebumps across his skin, a tightened breath, and as she drew blood Rayner gritted and bared his teeth as if fighting with the pain- and yet, he dropped his head backward and groaned in what resembled pleasure, growing harder and taking a firm grip of Celeste's hair near the root- with the opposite arm, so as not to block anything.

Further reactions came when she took him in, bringing his head back around and forcing him to blink for clarity, wicked toothy grin growing across his face. Celeste wasn't being submissive at the moment- but he certainly wasn't either. The fire stirred up in his belly, and Rayner sat and enjoyed his prone wife's servicing as she continued, even forcing her tongue out beyond her lips at the base to work, putting on a very near full display of the sort of things she'd proven she could do with her lips alone. Nostrils flared, sharp breaths of pleasure and excitement, but Rayner held his posture, and kept mostly still- except for just once leaning forward enough to lay a single forceful- but somehow appreciative- slap across her ass.
 
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Sucking and pulling on Rayner's shaft, she paused only when she felt him adjust, having a small idea of what he planned and once the impact was over...and the soft red glow upon her ass matched the soft white glow her body was still putting off, she redoubled her efforts, watching Selini out of the corner of her eyes. When she felt she'd gotten enough of a reaction out of the girl...and Rayner...she slid just as easily off his shaft, revealing a impressive if not 'godly' erection that she'd been hiding between her lips and down her throat. Only a -modest- 9 inches, but thick and round. As it came off, it was easy to see that Celeste had her lips stretched fully to accommodate him.

She turned to address Selini, "It is your turn. He is to have no reason for complaint. Unless you use the safe word..." a small grin up at Rayner. "or snap your fingers to signal the safe word, he is going to have his fun....while I..." She leaned over and reached for the knife. "I...get to see if I can make you use the safe word...sounds like fun...no? I'm sure in his own way...he'll be doing the same..." A smile as she reached up with her free hand and made sure Selini would note once again just how thick around Rayner was and how easily he could block her throat up.
 
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At this point, Rayner was only really along for the ride- holding the hair or caressing her cheek as Celeste worked him hard, until she finally felt satisfied enough to back off. His shaft reacted immediately to the air being much colder than the nice little throat it had been packed into a moment before, and he shivered as it stood stiff upright at attention. He listened to Celeste's instructions, and laughed, as he mussed her hair a bit and stood upright, stretching his shoulders and back out...

Before he strolled over to Selini, grabbed her hair by the root, and yanked her lips over to his shaft. She had about a second to open up and get ready before he pushed his hips forward and yanked her head forcefully down, making sure she'd start off just like Celeste- stretching her throat all the way down his length. If she had difficulty or resistance, for the first several seconds, it would simply be too bad- as he'd drag her head against it to get her to work her way down.

She'd have to stay at the base as he silently counted to five in his head, and then slid her gently off. Grinning like the devil, and affectionately stroking her cheek.

"We're going to have such fun."
 
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It took the young woman a moment to process what she had just been told. Apples? What an odd thing to...

Oh. This giggle was going to be really hard to stifle, so instead she tried to occupy herself with Rayner another few seconds. It was cute, in a way. She had never been given a safety word before... she would occasionally give one to a 'partner' before a fight that held particular risk of her entering bloodhaze, but otherwise... Still, if it was for the 'rough man's' peace of mind she could humor them. So far Celeste's tortures had been unique, but otherwise far below what even Selini could do to herself.

As Rayner stripped Selini found herself gazing up in wonder. Why is it that the more she saw of him the more she saw herself? Her body was still marked by Celeste's burns, but otherwise the Curse of Prolonged Suffering made scars a somewhat difficult aesthetic. She could feel them all the same, though, and even more when she saw them in the flesh, reflected on someone else's body. She shivered at the thought... perhaps it wasn't all bad. If her scars had remained there likely wouldn't be any skin left for her.

"Hungry, hm?"

Her attention snapped back to reality. Eager for a distraction from the sudden onset of dark thoughts, he got his nod. Not a moment later and he had a particularly impressive appendage laid out before her. Or rather... on her. She tried to follow through with the gesture. To lick it and take it in; only to be met with a sharp jerk upon her hair, keeping her in place and away. She gave him a look of confusion, but was soon distracted by her mistress. It was then that she finally understood, turning the look of confusion into pennant sorrow. At first she hadn't quite realized what she was getting herself into, but that was no excuse for failing right from the start. To see her new mistress disappointed so soon... her excitement was quickly drained in the face of a broken heart.

She watched mournfully as the two had their fun, though it was actually getting hard to tell which one was truly dominant. 'Working together' was a very hard concept for the young slave to grasp in this kind of relationship, so she simply held fast to the belief that Celeste was still in change and simply allowing him his little pleasures. And sure enough she decided that she was finished with him not long after, instead bringing their attention back to the little ornament dangling nearby. Her head perked up as she was finally given a command, and true to the puppy analogy she displayed full eagerness to fulfill it. Celeste also implied that she was going to push Selini's limits. She knew it wasn't possible, but thoughts of what new and unexpected things that devious woman was thinking of this very moment was enough to put her on edge all the same.

It was almost all too late when she realized that this was going to be much harder than it seemed. Either one by themselves and the little one-track-minded sub would have been fine, but together they made a startlingly formidable force. She did her best to clear her mind of Celeste's machinations as Rayner took her by the hair and forced her onto him. One quick, deep breath, eyes closed, and then she swallowed. For her it was a simple matter of just letting it happen (as if she had a choice); no resistance, no struggle. Just a clean path all the way to the base, making sure not to scrape her teeth against the shaft. For him it may have been slightly different. Selini was smaller than Celeste in virtually every way, very likely producing a noticeable difference in friction and pressure. That, and there was definitely nothing 'husky' about the delicately muffled song-bird notes coming from somewhere within the girl.

The signs of affection as he removed himself merely compounded on her dedicated spirit, and unless he actively pushed her away she would go straight to work. No complaints, that was her command. Pressing her lips tight and sucking hard, she rubbed his head against the ridges in the roof of her mouth while her tongue played sweet music down below. The pace was slow, hard, and shallow, but she was ready at any moment for his grip to tighten in annoyance at the concentrated tease and force himself into her throat once more. After all, he had taken command, and while he still held her hair her depth and pace was his call to make.
 
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He was not disappointed thus far- he didn't know anything about just what she'd been up to, but not only did this kind of "service" not seem to phase her too much, but she was good for the throat. Rayner himself, hummed appreciatively as she didn't gag or choke once as he went down, no teeth- though the fit was a bit rough. He could use that to his advantage... or rather, it was naturally to his advantage, but it could easily be pronounced as a disadvantage on her part, since Celeste clearly was intent on giving the woman something to be concerned about, or remember, or hell if he knew exactly what. But, besides the ease of entry, what impressed him was the eagerness... or perhaps intent on helping.

He wasn't sure why exactly she was making little sounds down in her throat while she held onto him, but it was nothing but good so far as he was concerned. On the way out, he went slow, enjoying the play of the tight ridges in her throat against the ridges of his shaft.

"Well, we certainly know what we're about."

But he wouldn't let her tease him for long. Rayner enjoyed the slow hard sucking around the head, texture of the ridges against the part with the most tactile sensitivity. Slow, and hard. A good tease, but also very enjoyable, and he let her work, squeezing a bit tighter to get her attention at any point when her reddening eyes weren't focused squarely on him in some fashion. His hand squeezed, and started to press-

And rather than force her down again, as soon as he'd given her reason to expect it, he instead pulled her away, and forced Selini's head down, putting a bit of tension on her shoulders and arms as he forced her head down low enough to go eye-to-eye with the tiny oozing spots of blood along his thighs. "Now, clean me up." He'd start by keeping her at length, holding her head in place and forcing the girl to strain to get the drops up with the tip of her tongue. Once she'd struggled with that a while, Rayner would pull her closer so she could properly lap up the little trails or strains, and suck on the parts where skin was broken, on first one thigh and then another.
 
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While some might have found sexy noises embarrassing, the practice had been ingrained into Selini right from the start. A sweet, delicate voice connected with emotional undertones and made her appear all the more vulnerable. Plus, sound meant vibration, which was an added layer of pleasure regardless of gender. It was likely very hard for him to tell where her focus lay, however, when she kept her eyes closed the whole time. Though he was right to think it was divided; especially with that expectant blade looming nearby in the hands of one who made it clear she had every intention to use it. Her attention was brought back when he made the indication to push her in again, but much to her surprise...

~Pop

That got her attention. She tried to look up and see if she had done something wrong, but was quickly stopped by the force of his hand. He indicated his thighs as the strain of the ropes and her arms increased for emphasis. Clean him up? Something about that struck her as a very bad idea. Still, she obeyed; pushing against his hold, bending her arms back, and reaching out with her tongue. Tiny licks to start. Not even enough to leave moisture on his leg as she struggled to keep the little drops from rolling off her tongue and onto the floor. True to her suspicions, it tasted different than normal blood. More like her own, albeit still highly diluted, but with no small amount of raw power. When at last he allowed her close enough to draw slow, wet lines up his thighs she licked at him with a sort of wonderment. By the time she moved to his other leg and lapped the remaining liquid away her shimmering eyes had taken the full spectrum of blood, now almost completely matching his own.

"It is there." she began reflectively as her tongue made its way to the inside of his thigh and, if he allowed it, began working its way back up to his crotch. "You can feel it, can you not? Cut me, but do not drink. My curse is far worse than yours."
 
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The sensation of power, and a strange pleasure at watching her lap at his blood. From the sense of power and plain ego bolstering of watching her strain to get at it, much like when he'd have kept his wife where she could only just barely lick his shaft, to the pure pleasure and sense of desire that came through in her greedily lapping up what little blood there was. Her eyes were only more and more red, as she moved on from there eagerly. Pools of blood, growing drop by drop. Echoing- steady sound slowly growing, repitition by repetition, hanged corpses swinging. Looking into his eyes, fear swelled as his mind conjured visions of other eyes and other times, but with goosebumps his member swelled as well, a strange sexuality in the bizarre rush. Dark figure stalking. Chains and lonely, dark places without a sound. Invigorated rushes of power, anger and sensual overload.

And then she spoke.

There was no mistaking the meaning. The word, 'curse', echoed in his mind.

The sensuality stopped in a heartbeat- Rayner's jaw popped as teeth clenched and he yanked her head away with very real force, as if he might have been trying to seriously harm her with the jerk of her hair, holding her out where he could get a good look at her. His eyes bored into her, wild- but not with sexual energy. Fear was evident, somewhere deap, and violence, but not like a petty man ready to beat someone for making them feel less. He was the wolf, watching a strange thing cross it's land. The question they asked was if it was not truly a threat after all, or if he should tear its jugular out before it could make trouble for him. Poised on the edge of assault, his eyes hung over and judged, lingering for a long moment, before he just barely managed to budge them up to check Celeste. That seemed to calm him... but only for a moment before they went right back to Selini.

"We will discuss this."

He growled, and the tension melted slowly from his body. His eyes shut, and with a long shuddering breath he swallowed some of that pent up energy- the tension didn't go, but he forced the rest down, so the energy could give way to the sex once again. The violence was still there. He'd simply let it out later. He doubted either would object if that might be sooner rather than later. It just happened that the edge of murder wasn't condusive to sexual play for him- a hard, raw fucking, maybe- but not sexual play, and he had to alter the force rippling through him a bit before he could channel it.

"After. Now- keep your eyes open."

They'd been closed earlier, and he'd not take kindly to that happening again.

He had a strong desire to see where she'd continue, and direct her to a few particular activities, but the violence had to come out somewhere, and those simply weren't the ways. Rayner didn't imply any more anger, or desire to punish her over that mistake, and yet, he seemed on edge now, as if he was looking for an excuse, whether he realized it or not. And he'd be testing her on that as well- as if warming up from where he'd started again, he took the base of his shaft with one hand and slapped it's end across her face near the eye. After abit, if she could keep up her control, it would seem to satisfy Rayner. Then he'd guide his shaft between her lips- and like before shove her head all the way down him at once. Only this time he repeated. Twice, three times, six, ten, a dozen- until it had somehow changed to him holding her head put and thrusting his hips forecefully against her in rapid succession, simply fucking her throat.

Of course, a closed eye would be interruption first- for appropriate punishment.
 
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Celeste frowned when Rayner jerked Selini's head and she almost said something, but he seemed to regain control quite easily and she watched, not quite sure if she should say something or not. But then he began to fuck Selini's throat and since he wasn't even coming all of the way out her throat, it wouldn't be long before Selini would have difficulty breathing. Perfect...she could at least finish some of the fun...

Sliding over to the side of Selini, she brought the knife with her, making sure it stayed in the girl's sight until the last possible moment. "Do you know that human flesh can be skinned off easier than pig's skin?" But as she moved out of the crimson eyed woman's sight, she'd just as easily feel the ever sharp edge of the blade sliding through the back of her thighs...close enough to move through both lips without cutting, but if even the faintest tremble moved through Selini's body, it could just as easily slice into sensitive flesh. "Careful, love.... Your prick may harm her...but mine will cut deeper....Leave it deep within her throat as you did the other night..." Reminding him of the night he'd given her the proper ring finally and how they'd consummated the fact.

She pulled the knife back out just as slowly.

"Now, Selini....with his cock all the way in your throat, swallow and constrict your throat around him...you've got to make him come before you pass out from lack of air...and if you do pass out....you will wake up and I'll just have different fun with you...." This may not have been just as rough, but her voice was so far very displeased with Selini and didn't sound like it was any better. If it slid out safely, dripping with the girl's juices.......then Selini would feel the prick of the knife, mixing with her brunette's fluids as Celeste traced along Selini's back, drawing faint lines of blood and sex.....
 
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He didn't stop quite instantly- but on suggestion, as he realized what Celeste was doing, Rayner halted the thrusting and pressed down- a hand behind her head, one hand besides, to hold Selini firmly against his groin with the swollen cock blocking off her throat. Celeste had managed through a bit, breathing barely somehow. However, even realaxing to take him her best, he'd had more resistance entering Selini's petite neck than Celeste's gave under likewise conditions. He doubted the poor girl was going to be getting any air. But Celeste had yet to produce an idea he disliked tonight, and so it stayed wedged inside. And simply didn't move.

"Not sure she'll make it without the tongue," he noted, not so much cautioning as curious, though he was at least panting and breathing a bit more heavily from the motions earlier.

And he'd keep his eyes on her the meanwhile- if Selini's eyes ever closed for more than a quick blink, she'd get a sharp, but not particularly hard, slap on the side of her face without letting her up.
 
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A sharp pain brought her head reeling back, and for a moment she thought she might have underestimated the compassion of the pair. As she stared into his eyes and watched the animal within her first instinct was fear, but despite herself, or maybe even to protect herself, she maintained a sorrowful, pennant expression. She honestly hadn't the slightest idea what she had done wrong, or why warning him that her blood was cursed would bring him to violence, and his murderous look was taking a lot of the pleasure out of the pain of his grip. Thankfully, he seemed to calm a bit after looking at his wife. Upon mentioning that they would discuss it later, she frowned, hoping that he had just forgotten in the heat of moment her first warning that 'discussing' anything was a death sentence for her.

One slap to the face later, to which she obediently kept her reaction down to a wince, and it seemed he was mostly satisfied. Mostly seemed to be the right term, too, for she quickly found his cock back in her mouth and down her throat. She could only really assume that her efforts to satisfy him had failed as well, for after moving her head back and forth a few times he simply gave up and began thrusting on his own. It took all her concentration to keep up. Breathing as he moved out, and relaxing/swallowing as he thrust in. Her eyes faded just once, but she quickly corrected herself, especially after seeing where that knife was headed.

She managed a very distressed whimper as she felt the wrong end of cold steel slide in exactly where it didn't belong. Her body went stiff and her breath caught as she listened very attentively to Celeste. She could feel the pangs of arousal building but didn't dare move until the instructions were complete and the threat removed.

It took him a few more moments to follow up, which was enough time for her to grab some last desperate gasps of air before, with one final thrust, he stayed. Immediately she began to swallow, rhythmically massaging his manhood so as not to lose any of the tension he built up. If it had been a tight fit before, he was almost being crushed now. Only a moment later she felt the blade sink into the flesh of her back. Sparks flew across her vision as she shifted in surprise, pain, and excited pleasure, but the cry that tried to escape quickly turned into a muffled choke. Her eyes closed as she tried to regain her composure, but even there she was met with rebuke in the form of a firm slap. Distressed but determined, he may have even needed to slap her twice before she finally returned to frantic swallows and opened her eyes; even as distinct lines of moisture began to roll from the corners of each.
 
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Keeping a look out, Celeste was pleasantly surprised by tears already. A pretty girl crying was almost enough to soften her heart, but in this regard, she knew it would be an even worse punishment to do so. Reaching the blade up, she let Rayner see what she was doing so he'd simple remain still within the girl's mouth as she ran just the faintest edge along the girl's cheek, catching the tear on the edge of the blade. "You look so very pretty, precious..." Her free hand however moved and swept along the outside of Selini's thigh before drawing back and sharply slapping the base of her hand against the underside of the bound girl's ass cheeks, hard enough to push her up and even further onto Rayner's cock. How the woman was so strong was a story for another day. "Don't hurt him in the least or I'll hurt you even more, precious girl..."

"Rayner...I think I'd rather not have her pass out just yet...." A sign for him to remove himself though given the fact it was Celeste, he'd surely get a chance to finish later. "But keep it against her face..." With Selini's face pressed into Rayner's crotch, it would then be followed by then another smack, followed by another one, over and over again, Once Selini's ass was nice and red, then she was begin to slap more easily, as Selini wouldBut as the last smack with Celeste's hand connected to her backside, it stayed there, her hand rubbing into the tender skin. "Now I want you to beg for his cock. I want to see those pretty tears and hear the plea in your voice....you are here to please me, aren't you?" And then another sharp smack with Celeste's hand that was far too heavy for a woman so built.

And then another rub with her hand, before it dipped down around her ass crack and one tauntingly teasing finger slipped inside again. Except this time it did not remain alone. It wasn't long before a there was a slight sideways pressure and another finger slid in...and then another....until all five digits of Celeste's fingers were pressed into Selini's likely dripping pussy up until the first digit. "You are going to give me pretty little tears, aren't you?" And then suddenly all five fingers began spreading the opening to her pussy, pressing against the walls and spreading her wide enough that just a little more of her hand could slide inside...since Selini could feel it, she'd know exactly where Celeste was going with it next...
 
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