did.
“Good girl, princess, now back to the wall as you were.”
The sight of her bare to the waist with arms up and spread
while she adjusted her legs in an open stance got blood thundering through him.
He had to remind himself she wasn’t his.
“I thought we could try a different way to draw some heat
before we resort to using that. She’s never been flogged.”
Blake threw the belt so it landed on top of the filing
cabinet and shook his head. “It’s a fucking miracle.”
That made Ted smile because the guy was absolutely right.
“You have everything?” He was referring to the
condom-wrapped vibrator and the lube. She’d specifically asked for anal
penetration and although she’d written and underlined the phrase “until it
hurts”, he’d already explained to Blake that wasn’t going to happen. He’d
helped the guy pick out the perfect little toy to scene with her for one
reason. When he’d made the choice he truly believed Jo would do what she had
with the numerous Doms he’d set her up with so far and wind up turning Blake
down. He’d been comforted by that thought and yet here he was going to lend a
hand with her? Specifically so she wouldn’t send the guy away? That was
fucked-up so bad there was probably some psychological Freudian shit that
needed to be explored.
“Yeah.” Blake patted his back pocket. “How do you want to do
this?”
“It’s still your rodeo, I’ll just be ringside to make sure
you don’t get bucked off. She’s a little high strung.” He walked past her and
gave her a smack on the bottom.
“A little?”
“Are you going to talk all day or what?”
This she addressed to Blake because she turned and looked at
him over her shoulder.
“Jo.”
At the sound of Ted’s disapproval she turned back and
dropped her head.
“She takes direction from you.” It wasn’t an accusation,
just an observation. An insight Ted didn’t want to address with him but with
her…
“Is that true, princess?”
Jesus fuck, she nodded. His cock thickened and swelled so
before he did something really stupid he said, “I want you to do whatever Blake
asks you to do, understand? Oh no,” he said when she nodded, “I want to hear
you say it.”
“Yes, I understand.”
“Yes, I understand, Sir.”
“Yes, I understand, Sir.”
“Good.” He was on one side of her and Blake was on the
other. “She’s got enough vinegar. What she needs is honey.”
Blake was being careful with her as he caressed her. Not too
soft, but soft enough, so when Ted saw her lips move he cocked an ear. “Did you
say something?”
“I want to forget,” she muttered. “I need to forget. This
is—”
“Bullshit,” Blake swore and held up his hand that had been
between her legs. “She’s drier than dust down here.”
She wasn’t focused, that’s what the problem was. He
whispered in her ear, “Do you need help, princess? I want these nipples hard.
Spiky. That’s better.” He pulled and rolled one before he reached over and did
the same to the other. “Rock-hard. Are they tingling?”
“Yes.”
“Damn, did you feel that?”
Ted knew what Blake was asking. He’d felt the tension leave
Jo’s body the second he put his hand on her. And hearing the sucking sounds of
moisture as Blake slid a finger in and out of her assured him she was no longer
dry.
He continued to play with her nipples while Blake worked the
lower half of her.
“Get that bottom up. Move it out.”
Her positioning wasn’t good enough for Ted, he would have
spanked her and made her do it better but she wasn’t his sub. He had to remind
himself, especially when the vibrator came into play. When her skirt was lifted
and her panties came down the desire to grab the vibrator out of Blake’s hand
and work her with it himself was so strong he left off teasing her breasts.
Standing aside with one hand braced and splayed next to hers on the wall he
watched. Waited. And when she subtly shifted from Blake toward him he
“Good girl, princess, now back to the wall as you were.”
The sight of her bare to the waist with arms up and spread
while she adjusted her legs in an open stance got blood thundering through him.
He had to remind himself she wasn’t his.
“I thought we could try a different way to draw some heat
before we resort to using that. She’s never been flogged.”
Blake threw the belt so it landed on top of the filing
cabinet and shook his head. “It’s a fucking miracle.”
That made Ted smile because the guy was absolutely right.
“You have everything?” He was referring to the
condom-wrapped vibrator and the lube. She’d specifically asked for anal
penetration and although she’d written and underlined the phrase “until it
hurts”, he’d already explained to Blake that wasn’t going to happen. He’d
helped the guy pick out the perfect little toy to scene with her for one
reason. When he’d made the choice he truly believed Jo would do what she had
with the numerous Doms he’d set her up with so far and wind up turning Blake
down. He’d been comforted by that thought and yet here he was going to lend a
hand with her? Specifically so she wouldn’t send the guy away? That was
fucked-up so bad there was probably some psychological Freudian shit that
needed to be explored.
“Yeah.” Blake patted his back pocket. “How do you want to do
this?”
“It’s still your rodeo, I’ll just be ringside to make sure
you don’t get bucked off. She’s a little high strung.” He walked past her and
gave her a smack on the bottom.
“A little?”
“Are you going to talk all day or what?”
This she addressed to Blake because she turned and looked at
him over her shoulder.
“Jo.”
At the sound of Ted’s disapproval she turned back and
dropped her head.
“She takes direction from you.” It wasn’t an accusation,
just an observation. An insight Ted didn’t want to address with him but with
her…
“Is that true, princess?”
Jesus fuck, she nodded. His cock thickened and swelled so
before he did something really stupid he said, “I want you to do whatever Blake
asks you to do, understand? Oh no,” he said when she nodded, “I want to hear
you say it.”
“Yes, I understand.”
“Yes, I understand, Sir.”
“Yes, I understand, Sir.”
“Good.” He was on one side of her and Blake was on the
other. “She’s got enough vinegar. What she needs is honey.”
Blake was being careful with her as he caressed her. Not too
soft, but soft enough, so when Ted saw her lips move he cocked an ear. “Did you
say something?”
“I want to forget,” she muttered. “I need to forget. This
is—”
“Bullshit,” Blake swore and held up his hand that had been
between her legs. “She’s drier than dust down here.”
She wasn’t focused, that’s what the problem was. He
whispered in her ear, “Do you need help, princess? I want these nipples hard.
Spiky. That’s better.” He pulled and rolled one before he reached over and did
the same to the other. “Rock-hard. Are they tingling?”
“Yes.”
“Damn, did you feel that?”
Ted knew what Blake was asking. He’d felt the tension leave
Jo’s body the second he put his hand on her. And hearing the sucking sounds of
moisture as Blake slid a finger in and out of her assured him she was no longer
dry.
He continued to play with her nipples while Blake worked the
lower half of her.
“Get that bottom up. Move it out.”
Her positioning wasn’t good enough for Ted, he would have
spanked her and made her do it better but she wasn’t his sub. He had to remind
himself, especially when the vibrator came into play. When her skirt was lifted
and her panties came down the desire to grab the vibrator out of Blake’s hand
and work her with it himself was so strong he left off teasing her breasts.
Standing aside with one hand braced and splayed next to hers on the wall he
watched. Waited. And when she subtly shifted from Blake toward him he
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