Page 164 of Saved By My Buyers

Opening eagerly and sticking out my tongue, I drag it up the crown of his cock where a heavy bead of pre-cum hangs, moaning at his salty taste. My lips wrap around him, sucking hard as my eyes roll back at Bee’s tender ministrations.

“Fuck yes, take it all,” Jack groans, thrusting deeper into my mouth, and sliding down my throat. I swallow around his girth, gagging slightly as I force myself to relax.

“Dolly, you’re doing so good. Just like that.”

The way he praises me makes me clench around Bee’s fingers, and she moans in response. Jack holds onto my curls, pulling my head back to fuck my throat harder, the other hand easily holding the spreader bar.

My entire body is aching, begging, needing, but all I can do is feel.

“Our gorgeous little fuck toy. You’ll come when we tell you, my pretty little whore, and you love it, don’t you?” he rasps. I shouldn’t be enjoying this right?

Fuck it, I adore when he uses me like this. To know that they’re both using me for their pleasure, because Bee loves to push me to the edge and then pull me back over and over. The taste of me on her tongue is an aphrodisiac.

Who am I to deny her anything on her special day?

Sucking harder and swallowing around him, I play a fun game to see who comes first, him or me. Jack’s head drops back as he groans my name, sounding pained. Bee twists her fingers in my pussy, making my thighs start to tremble.

Tears escape my eyes from gagging around his cock, and being edged. Mewling, I fist my hands around the spreader bar to attempt to ground myself, only to find that I’m already falling.

Bee laps at my pussy as I squirt and strangle her fingers, and Jack roars as my throat convulses around his cock.

“Goddamn, baby girl. I’m going to overflow your pretty little mouth,” he groans. We’ve all been so busy, it’s been cutting into our fun time, and I struggle to swallow the ropes of cum.

Some does escape out of the corner of my mouth as I writhe as Bee fucks me through my aftershocks with her fingers. Jack pulls out of my mouth, a thread of saliva following.

“Bee, why don’t you clean up our girl? It looks like I made a bit of a mess of her,” Jack murmurs.

Bee quickly gets up and moves toward me, smirking as she looks down at me.

“She looks perfect,” she says before licking up the side of my face to clean the cum. I’m still completely bound to the spreader bar, unable to do anything but go with it, moaning as she gives me a filthy kiss, so I can taste myself.

Jack slowly releases me, rubbing my limbs as he carefully puts my legs on the ground. My chest heaves from the experience, my breasts bouncing slightly as I stand. Jack’s arm wraps around my waist, helping to rearrange my clothes before pushing a red button by the chair.

It lights up, signifying that the area needs to be cleaned, which is incredibly smart. As we walk slowly away, someone walks over to wipe the chair down and sanitize it.

“That’s cool,” I murmur, tugging Bee closer to me so she can snuggle in.

“I’m impressed with this place,” Jack confirms, as we walk up the stairs to the next level. “Ready for more? I have a room reserved for us. I think we may have had our fill of being exhibitionists. I need to fuck the birthday girl, and need privacy for that.”

“You sound as if you have a plan, Jack,” Bee purrs, to which he just grins.

“I do,” he says. “I’ve been practicing my knot work. I just want to make sure it doesn’t bother you. I need you to tell me if you don’t want to do it, okay?”

Nodding, Bee looks as if she’s trying to figure out what he means as we follow him through the club. He pulls out a key from his pocket, unlocking the door and opening it for us.

“I got the key while you were dancing,” he explains as he follows us in, closing and locking the door behind himself. There’s a large bed in the room, and there are hooks in various places above it and on the headboard and footboard.

“We have it for as long as we want. This is what I’m thinking.”

Moving to a hidden compartment on the bed, he shows us a smooth coil of rope. It looks very soft, and he holds it out to us so we can both touch it. It’s very different from the harsh rope that Bee was tied up in, and I watch as she relaxes.

“This is nice,” she sighs softly.

“I’ve been practicing my knots, wanting to try suspending you in the air,” Jack says. “I won’t be able to fully do it without a class or two that we take together, but I can get you partially suspended. I want to fuck you after I do that, while Dolly eats you out, birthday girl. What do you think?”

“Green,” she whispers, her pupils already blown.

“Good,” he says, sighing. “I didn’t know if you’d want this.”

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