Page 106 of The Masquerade: Room 2

I pull my fingers out, covered in her arousal, and move to her ass, pressing them slowly inside. “And this?”

“Yours, Daddy. Everything is yours.”

“Did you hear that, Flex? Even her ass is mine and mine alone.”

“You’re a lucky man. Now, fuck her, and let me watch her scream and cream.”

“Would you like that, little one?”

“Yes, Daddy,” she pants. My girl loves an audience.

I slide her thong to the side and position myself at her entrance, slamming into her in one hard thrust. “Fucking hell, little one. You’re so damn tight.”

“Oh God… yes, Daddy.”

I hammer into her over and over again, her muscles clenching around my dick as the beginning of her orgasm takes hold. I make her take every hard inch until I’m seated balls deep inside her.

“You feel that, little one? That’s your cunt fucking loving my dick.”

“Yes, Daddy. I need it.”

“Look at Master Navarro as you come with my dick claiming you.”

I follow her gaze to where he sits, jacking off with his eyes fixed on her, bound and pinned down to the table. It makes her whimper as I hold her on the edge of orgasm.

“Good girl. Now, come for me.” I slam into her, sending her spiraling out of control as I find release with her, and a guttural roar rips from Flex’s chest as he comes with us, his gaze never leaving us.

When she can’t take anymore, I pull out, my breath ragged as I tame my dick into my pants and grab a towel to clean her up. I get one for Flex, too, and toss it to him as I clean off my little one’s face. She’s completely spent, her eyelids fighting to stay open as I unbuckle the restraints. Freya slumps against the table, unable to hold her weight, her legs shaking in the aftermath of orgasm.

I gently lift her into my arms, and she rests her head on my chest as I carry her over to the bed. Flex gives me a nod and takes his leave. He knows I need privacy for aftercare. Hell, he knew his role in tonight’s activities before I did. I’ll thank him later. For now, I’m going to fill the tub and get my fiancée cleaned up.

She’s almost sound asleep by the time I get her to the edge of the tub. “Shouldn’t we be getting back to our party?”

“You’re in no fit state to go out there. They can wait. Knowing our friends, they’re already amusing themselves in the playrooms.”

I help her into the water before stepping in at her back and grabbing a washcloth to clean her face. I love her, but I’m not kissing Flex’s jizz off her face.

“I’m sorry, Daddy.”

“For what?”

“I couldn’t do what you wanted tonight. I don’t want to sleep with another man, even with your consent.” Is she for real right now?

I gently twist her chin to meet my gaze. “I did that for you. I didn’t want to share you with Flex or any other man.”

“What? But you had him waiting in here.”

“Because…” I’m ashamed to admit this, but I don’t want any secrets between us moving forward, “I’m worried that if I go to prison, you won’t finish your training. I was trying to go through your list of possibilities. You mentioned adding another man, and after you enjoyed Celest, I thought…”

“Stop there. You are not going to prison.”

“You can’t say that for sure, and you’ve come alive as a submissive. I won’t have you waste away waiting for me.”

“That’s why you brought Flex in? To train me if you’re not around?”

“Yes.”

“Oh my God. Daddy. No. You’re my Dom. I don’t care what happens, I won’t take another Dom, so get that idea out of your head right now.”

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