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Oh, God, what was happening to her?

“You like the thought of that, huh? I felt those little hips grind back against me. What part, Princess? The thought of a butt plug? Punishment? Me being the one doing it?”

All three?

She somehow found her ability to think reasonably. “No, I don’t like any of it. That woman is being abused.”

His hand reached up and gripped her chin, forcing her to keep her eyes on the scene. “That woman could stop this entire thing with one word. She says one safe word and anyone in that crowd would help stop the scene immediately. So don’t confuse consensual dominant play with abuse. They couldn’t be more different.”

Reina knew that. Obviously, this woman wasn’t trying to get away. She was crying but hadn’t seemed in true distress.

She wanted it.

And, as much as she knew something in her was broken because of it, Reina could totally understand.

Melinda gripped the bench in front of her tightly as Timothy applied a copious amount of lube and began to work the large anal plug inside her.

Reina began to pant, watching. Her whole body was so hot, tight.

“Fuck, princess. You’re going to come right here watching, aren’t you? Those nipples being hard as rocks”—he ran his fingers over them before pinching and causing her to gasp—“has nothing to do with me.”

“Lukas, I—” Her breath was coming out in gasps, pants. Her body didn’t feel like her own. What was happening to her?

“So, you do know it’s me. You ready to tell me your name yet?”

She didn’t answer, just tried to get her heart rate under control. Timothy was working the plug deeper into Melinda’s ass slowly, so slowly, and the woman was keening, begging him almost incoherently.

Reina could understand the feeling. She felt like she was standing on the edge of a cliff, helpless to step back to safety but unable to hurl herself over either.

“He’s using ginger lube.” Lukas’s husky whisper filled her head. “So it’s going to start to burn, all through her ass, and now it’s dripping down into her pussy. They’ll be throbbing, princess. Her ass and her pussy. Every time she gets a spank, the fire will light through her whole system. Then it will throb to the beat of her own heart. And there’s not a damn thing she can do but take it.”

Jesus. His words. Her whole body was burning up. She felt like she was the one on fire.

“And you’re going to stand here and take it too.”

She felt his hands sliding the tight fabric of her skirt up over her hips to her waist. Somewhere in the deep recesses of her mind, she knew she shouldn’t let him do this. That they were in public, but she didn’t care. Had no desire to stop.

“Move the straps of your shirt down and off your arms, and put your hands up and behind my neck. Don’t move them, or you’ll get your first taste of what a spanking feels like.”

More heat. She was panting now. Could feel the heat of her whole body. She slid the straps down her shoulders and off her arms and reached up, wrapping her fingers behind his neck, feeling the thickness of his hair.

He pulled her thong off her hips on both sides and pushed it down until the tiny scrap of lace pooled at her feet.

The way she was standing had pushed all her clothes to her waist. Her pussy, her breasts were completely exposed for anyone to see. They were still in the dark corner, but that didn’t mean they were invisible.

“No, keep those elbows open.” Lukas pinched her nipples, causing her to gasp. “I want complete access to you. And if other people get a little glimpse of our show, so be it.”

That should turn her off, right? Not turn her on more.

Melinda began to beg in earnest as Timothy worked the widest part of the plug into her ass slowly. Stretching her. Burning her. Taking his time and drawing the torture out. He was asking Melinda questions, something about if she was sorry for allowing another man to fuck her ass, but Reina could barely process it over the roaring in her ears.

Lukas Rinaldi’s fingers had found her pussy. One finger slid from the back of her slit all the way up to the front.

“You’re soaked, princess. Fuck.”

Her hips began to thrust against his hand in a wanton manner. She couldn’t control herself. She was already so hot.

This was so different from how sex had always been for her. Never had a man’s touch had her feeling this way. Hell, even when she masturbated she’d never felt this out of control.

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