RE: Penance
Rayner wasn't even sure if it was a shame to hit her at the moment- neither one of the women seemed to mind in the least beyond the instinctual physical responses to the rebuke from Selini- and the bit from the choking, he supposed, watching the tears start. Despite the need to slap her though-
"Ugghff. Mmmm. Keep it up..."
He restrained himself from the kind of praise he gave Celeste at times, but despite the lack of stimulation from her hands the girl was squeezing his shaft about as hard as it went without it becoming a bad thing, and the muscles moved over and over again in rapid succession. It felt rather amazing, to be fully honest, and the physical pleasure certainly showed. If he'd felt so inclined, then he probably could have cum down her throat well before she risked passing out... but if he made it easy on her it would almost defeat the purpose of the practice. So instead, he made a conscious effort to hold out, enjoying the slow rising tide the diligently maintained momentum was giving him, white fire up through his gut. He just doubted she'd finish him in time this way, without her hands to stimulate him elsewhere, or even just to use her nails.
Still, he held her head nice and still while Celeste moved the knife about and he enjoyed it, a little bit of excitement to add to the pleasure.
But it wasn't to go quite so far, it seemed.
"Oh?" he asked, curious what his wife had in mind. He kept in place just long enough to let Selini color a bit more in the face, and wonder if he was going to remove himself after all. Then the shaft came out, and as suggested, he gently pushed her face against his now wet cock. Yet again, it tightened a bit at the sound of one slap following another, but he remained passive for the moment at least, except to give her enough wiggle room to get comfy and look him in the eyes to beg properly while Celeste spanked her and played with her down below.
Rayner wasn't even sure if it was a shame to hit her at the moment- neither one of the women seemed to mind in the least beyond the instinctual physical responses to the rebuke from Selini- and the bit from the choking, he supposed, watching the tears start. Despite the need to slap her though-
"Ugghff. Mmmm. Keep it up..."
He restrained himself from the kind of praise he gave Celeste at times, but despite the lack of stimulation from her hands the girl was squeezing his shaft about as hard as it went without it becoming a bad thing, and the muscles moved over and over again in rapid succession. It felt rather amazing, to be fully honest, and the physical pleasure certainly showed. If he'd felt so inclined, then he probably could have cum down her throat well before she risked passing out... but if he made it easy on her it would almost defeat the purpose of the practice. So instead, he made a conscious effort to hold out, enjoying the slow rising tide the diligently maintained momentum was giving him, white fire up through his gut. He just doubted she'd finish him in time this way, without her hands to stimulate him elsewhere, or even just to use her nails.
Still, he held her head nice and still while Celeste moved the knife about and he enjoyed it, a little bit of excitement to add to the pleasure.
But it wasn't to go quite so far, it seemed.
"Oh?" he asked, curious what his wife had in mind. He kept in place just long enough to let Selini color a bit more in the face, and wonder if he was going to remove himself after all. Then the shaft came out, and as suggested, he gently pushed her face against his now wet cock. Yet again, it tightened a bit at the sound of one slap following another, but he remained passive for the moment at least, except to give her enough wiggle room to get comfy and look him in the eyes to beg properly while Celeste spanked her and played with her down below.