Page 66 of The Masquerade: Room 2

Another spank and my girl starts to writhe against me.

“Spread your legs, little one.” She does as I ask, and the next slap connects with her cunt. “Oh, you’re so wet. So greedy for release. Do you want my dick? Or is it Celest’s pussy you crave right now?”

She doesn’t answer immediately, transfixed by her friend as she shouts, “Three, little one.”

“Answer me.”

“I… want your dick, Daddy.”

“And yet you hesitate.” Another spank. Celest continues to count as she presses two fingers into her pussy, writhing on the chair with her eyes fixed on Freya and me.

Another, and another, and another. “Seven, little one.” I can see Celest is on the brink of orgasm, but I have other ideas.

“Celest, do not come until I grant you permission.”

“Yes, Master Harrison.” Her voice drips with desire while my little one grows wetter by the second.

Three slaps to go, and I know exactly where I’m going to focus my attention. Freya has been on the edge since she took off her underwear and bared herself to everyone in this room. We’re drawing quite the crowd now, people forming a circle around the two chairs and two submissives currently answering to me.

If Freya so much as brushes my dick the wrong way right now, I’ll come. It is so fucking hot watching her as she marvels at her friend’s blatant, unapologetic pleasure.

“Eight, little one.” Celest moans as her fingers pick up pace.

“That’s it, little one, almost there. Are you ready to come for me?” Freya’s soft mewls are all the confirmation I need. I bring my palm down on her cunt, the sting sending a shockwave of desire ricocheting through her into me.

“Nine, little one.”

“Good girl. Now, are you ready to come when I give your friend the go-ahead?”

“Yes, Daddy. Yes!”

“Come for her, Celest. Let my little one see you come undone because of her.”

I lean down, pressing my lips to the shell of Freya’s ear, whispering so only she can hear. “Come for me, little one, but don’t you dare take your eyes off Celest. See how beautiful she is as she falls apart. You did that to her. Come for me. Now.”

As my hand connects with Freya’s pussy one last time, Celest is screaming her release.

“Ten, little one. Oh fuck… yes…” She throws her head back, half the room watching intently.

Freya convulses over my lap as she finds release, but my name on her lips is what sends me over the edge. “Yes… Daddy. Oh God, yes, Daddy!”

I quickly maneuver her, limp in my arms, a soft sheen of sweat covering her entire body.

“Unzip my fly, little one. You’re about to ride my dick for everyone in this room to see what you do to me.” Without question, she unleashes my achingly hard dick and positions the tip at her entrance.

I slam her down onto my lap, impaling her with one harsh, mind-altering thrust. She’s so fucking tight, and there’s only one thought on my mind. She’s mine.

“Good girl. Take every hard inch of my dick.”

The building crowd is silent. If it weren’t for the ambient music in the background, you’d be able to hear a pin drop, everyone mesmerized by my girl, and I can’t blame them. She’s in her element, free as a bird and soaring high on the wings of release.

“Daddy…”

“You’re okay, little one. Let go and show them what’s mine.”

She moans in reply.

So lost in Freya, it takes me a moment to realize Celest is naked at my side.

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