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Chapter 64

Master James kneaded the insides of her thighs, easing her legs further open. Beth lifted her head from where she’d tucked it against his bare chest, watching him touch her, his hand so tantalizingly close to her pussy. She was sitting sideways on his lap, heels planted on the seat next to him, one leg leaning against the back of the chair, the other fallen to the side, leaving her open and exposed.

“That was beautiful, Beth.”

“Thank you, Master.”

“How do your nipples feel?”

The tips of her breasts were still throbbing, and she doubted the sensation would fade any time soon. “Sore,” she answered.

His palm covered her right breast, pressing it hard against her ribs. It both soothed and heightened the ache. When he’d repeated the caress with her left breast, his hand returned to her inner thighs, his other arm around her back, cradling her on his lap.

“How does your pussy feel?”

Needy. Beth wasn’t prepared to say that aloud, so instead she said, “Empty.”

Master James patted her pussy twice. “Then you’re not going to like this. Stand up.”

Beth rolled to her feet. His dress shirt was still dangling from one wrist and she shook it free, carefully folding the hopelessly wrinkled shirt and draping it over the arm of the chair. Master James watched her, and Beth got to take in the enticing tableau he presented. His upper body was well muscled, but his arms were particularly buff, which explained how easily he was able to handle her. His skin was a very pale gold, darker on his arms than chest, as if he spent some of his time outdoors in sleeveless shirts. His black slacks were tight over his thighs, which were spread in order to accommodate the obvious bulge of his erection.

Beth couldn’t stop herself from staring at his crotch, wondering what his cock looked like, what it would taste like. His belt gleamed in that muted way that only nice leather did, and the buckle was a flat silver rectangle rather than a more pedestrian prong and frame.

“See something you like?” he asked, his heavy-lidded gaze examining her as she did the same to him.

“Yes, Master James.”

“What do you want?”

“To see your cock.”

“Just see it?”

“No, Master.”

the wrong thing. The sooner they stopped talking the

away,

was full

she returned, sans pillow, there was a pile of metal and black leather on Master James’s lap. He motioned for her to stand in front of him. Beth positioned

look his fill, as if he hadn’t already thoroughly inspected her. When he

know

“No, Master James.”

hold

it was all too

backed by black leather with an adjustable closure on one side. Descending from the front was a second piece of metal that curved to the shape of a woman’s body. The sides were straight except for a flared portion that would provide full coverage of the pussy. In the back, the strip

a chastity belt, Master

from one hand. His big body crowded Beth, his bare chest brushing her nipples, his face so close

me

“Yes, Master James.”

pulling her head back. “Do you want my cock in

Her

My rock hard cock in you, my hands holding you down as I fuck

nipples brushing against him as her

I can imagine it. I want it.” Her

“How much?”

The sounds of voices from others in the courtyard had died down, as if everyone was staying

against her cheek. “Too bad you’re not going to

eyes snapped open and bright anger filled her. Her muscles tensed with the need to attack

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