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“I could leave you like this all night,” I threaten.

“You won’t.”

She’s right, but making the empty threat and having her call my bluff gives me a littlerelief. Sometimes I fear she thinks I’m a dick because I’m not good at expressing my emotions with words. Clearly.

I’m good at fucking them out, though.

Bending her over, I keep one hand around her waist, so she feels secure. She’s not in danger of falling over the railing, but I’m sure it seems that way, given that she’s blindfolded and immobilized.

“I’m going to ask you again…”

“Don’t waste your breath,” she says before I can finish my sentence.

I smack her ass three times for the disrespect. “Bad girl.” Sinking two fingers into her pussy, I’m not surprised to find her already soaked. I pull out and stuff them into her mouth. “Suck, baby.”

She wraps her lips around my digits and follows orders like a good girl.

Landon holds out a paddle for me and winks.

“Did you like forcing those orgasms on Trick earlier?”

Our girl perks up a bit. “Yes.” She answers with a hint of suspicion, which I like.

Landon leans in and growls in her ear, “What comes around, goes around, Duchess.”

I shove two fingers in her pussy again, moving them fast and hard as I crack down on her ass with the smooth side of the paddle.

She cries out and grips the railing she’schained to.

Good. She’ll need to hold on for this ride.

I crack her ass again, then flip the paddle over to rub and soothe her red skin with the soft side.

“Oh my god,” she groans.

Switching positions, I brace my ass against the railing and stand between her and the iron bars. Reaching between her thighs again, I sink my fingers into her cunt and mercilessly hit her G-spot while alternating the sides of the paddle.

Pain. Pleasure. Pain. Pleasure.

Pain-pleasure-pain-pleasure-pain.

She screams and shakes with her orgasm. Our pretty Duchess squirts all over herself, me, and the balcony. It drips off the goddamn railing. White clouds burst from her mouth as she sucks in ragged breaths.

I don’t relent.

If anything, I double down.

Pain. Pleasure. Pain. Pleasure.

This goes on and on until she orgasms four more times.

Wrung out, she drapes over the railing with the spreader bar keeping her gaping for us. She’s perfection in the moonlight.

“You’re so beautiful,” I rasp against her ear.

Whimpering, she leans against me and doesn’t respond.

“Want to tap out yet?”

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