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his thick cock that appeared strained, the tip red and
angry. Fuck me. One look at Connor’s
impressive shaft had her mouth dry, all moisture seeming to evaporate
instantly. Eyeing every magnificent ridge along his huge length, she longed for
a taste. On its own accord, her tongue peeked out from between her parched lips
to moisten the trembling plumpness of her lower one.
    Moving
forward the few inches to her face, he pressed the weeping tip to her lips,
forcing her to open her mouth and take him. He thrust down her throat in one
sharp push, causing her to gag, then pulled out almost
as fast. “Now if you had been a good girl, I would have let you wrap those
plump lips around my dick and suck me till I came down your throat.”
    She
had never wanted to both fuck and hurt someone at the same time so badly in her
life. Her normal reaction in this sort of circumstance was not to be bratty,
making her uneventful compliance to his words strange as she struggled against
the binds. This side of him surprised Syd . He was
always so cool and collected, but tonight, something was different.
    He
started to laugh at her useless fidgeting and shoved the ball gag in her mouth,
strapping it tightly around the back of her head. “Since you haven't been very
good, you can suck on that for a while.” Placing a small rubber ball in her
hand, he closed her fingers around it to secure it in her palm. She flexed the
little orb a few times, making sure she had a firm grip on it.
    He
clutched her chin lightly, tilting her head up to meet his penetrating gaze. Never
before had she seen tenderness in those steely grey eyes of his. At that
moment, the stern expression he regularly wore was so much softer. Maybe it was
her imagination.
    “If
it becomes too much for you, drop that and it all ends. Since you are unable to
speak with that in your mouth, that ball…” He pointed to the rubbery ball she
held in a death grip. “It's your safe word. Use it if you must, even though I
have no doubt that ball won't be anywhere near that floor.” With that, the
smirk was back. She wanted to grind her teeth together, but the gag prevented
her from doing so. “Nod your head if you understand.”
    Biting
into the gag, she nodded.
      He ran his hand down her cheek, whispering, “Good
girl,” before disappearing around her again.
    Behind
her, Syd heard Connor and Dorian converse briefly,
making her jaw tick. Given the mood Connor was in, and the way he reacted
earlier to Dorian, it would shock her if he allowed the other Dom to
participate. When Dorian’s voice trailed off, he suddenly came into view. He
was standing with his arms crossed, wearing a smirk in the front of the growing
crowd.
    The
warmth of Connor’s palms seeped into her chilled skin as he ran them over her
back and around to the front of her body. Cupping her ample breasts, he
massaged them in tandem, and she couldn't help but moan. Squeezing them
together, he rolled them, adding enough pressure to make her squirm. It felt so
damn good. All too soon, he stopped, releasing her. Using the tips of his
fingers, he flicked her nipples a few times. The sensitive flesh quickly
hardened to taut, aching peaks. When the tiny buds were firm enough, Connor
nimbly pinched and twisted the pair, sending a jolt of heat straight to her
core. Her breathing labored, she felt the severe pinch of the first clamp being
fastened to one distressed nipple. As she clenched her fists, the ball
flattened in her hand. She shuddered uncontrollably as he attached the second
one. The intense pain quickly faded to a pleasurable sting, making her moan
once again.
    His
fingers slid lower, quickly finding her swelling clit. Stroking the tiny bundle
of nerves repeatedly, he began to flick it hard, mimicking what he’d just done
to her clamped nipples. Fidgeting, her body fighting with the restraints, she
damn near flew out of her own skin when she felt the pinch of the clamp he
attached to her inflamed button.
    Syd let out