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Knots are strategically placed to emphasize her body. The ropes circle her full rose tipped breasts leading to her bare cunt that’s circled so her lips are splayed revealing her pink, wet center. The ropes continue down each leg tied intricately to each lower half of the x.

“I see you found an interest in shibari. I can understand why. It’s art.”

I can’t tear my eyes away, not because of the girl, or even really the ropes, but because of the woman tying them. But I could never admit that to Caleb. That she’s the only reason I’m here.

Goddam!

I thought she was beautiful in her uniform but Estrella dressed as Madame La Luna puts all of my fantasies to shame.

Even seeing her lingerie didn’t prepare me for this. Her long, curvy body is encased in a shiny black corset that’s cinched so tight I’m finding it hard to breathe. Mounds of her tits overflow the top of the corset giving the hope that they’ll pop free at any moment. I’m salivating to see her nipples… just once.

Grudgingly, I look down her body to her pussy barely hidden beneath a black lacy thong. Her long, shapely legs are encased in sheer back thigh highs held up by the sexiest garters.

My mind wanders imagining how she would look without the thong and her full breasts totally on display. It’s embarrassing how wet my panties grow, especially considering they’re out in the open.

Fuck me!

I want this woman.

Then when she smooths a caress down the trussed girl, from cheek to boob where she pinches and twists her nipples, I see red. But I’m glued to the spot and nothing could make me tear my gaze away, especially when Estrella pulls out this device that crackles and glows.

It’s on the tip of my tongue to ask what the hell it is when Caleb leans in. “It’s a violet wand that emits light volts of electricity.”

I’m about to ask if that feels good when Estrella moves it over the girl’s breasts, starting on the outside before slowly circling in. The girl moans softly at first, and as it grows closer to her hardening nipple, that moan escalates until she’s gasping in pleasure.

“Do you like that, slave?”

I shudder because it’s the first time she’s spoken, and I wish with everything I had that she spoke to me with that husky commanding voice.

“Y-y-yes, Mistress, so good.”

“Do you want more?”

“Very much, Mistress, please.”

I’m not sure, but it feels like an eternity that she teases the girl with the wand over the entire front of her body before she even comes close to her dripping cunt. And when she does, the girl screams in delight as I clench my legs together.

I’m so on edge, I’m sure I could come just like this. And when the girl begins chanting ‘yes’ and ‘please’, it’s only a matter of time before she shakes with a brutal orgasm that has shocks of pleasure pulsing through me.

I gasp at the phenomenon, which catches Estrella’s attention. Her eyes widen as they land on mine, and for some reason, this is what frees me so I’m able to run from the room.

Chapter Fourteen

? Estrella ?

I was lost in a daze as I always am as I focused on nothing else but the ropes, the breaths flowing steadily from my sub’s mouth. I’ve used her for demonstrations several times now, but we’ve never done more. I never wanted more, but she’s starting to become attached, which means this is the last time.

I’m loath to finish and tell her. I’m sure there will be drama involved. There always is no matter how frank and upfront I am before I ever touch them. With this girl, I can take some of the blame because I got lazy. Should’ve replaced her weeks ago.

I torture her with edging longer than usual because I hate what’s to come, but even I’m not that much of a sadist to keep her from orgasm this long. I finally relent and drive her pleasure higher until she screams so beautifully in release.

She’s stunning, but all I can think is her hair isn’t dark enough, her eyes are too blue, and her lips aren’t pouty.

Then as if in a dream, a gasp breaks through my worrisome reverie, and I jerk to find the very girl I can’t get off my mind.

What the hell is she doing here, and what is she wearing?

Without my control, my gaze moves down her petite, curvy body at all the bare skin I hadn’t seen before. The girl is shy, changes her clothes in a damn toilet stall, yet here she is looking like sex on a stick. Of course she’s dressed as my favorite anime character. She’s my ultimate fantasy come to life.

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