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strong fingers work those big red nipples.

"No," Karl spoke loudly. "Lara, uncross your legs, sugar. Spread your knees apart and lift your dress so I can see how juicy you're getting."

Lara lifted the hem of her dress and spread her legs. Cool air floated over her

hot sex and a shiver ripped through her.

She watched as he tugged Jan's nipples out until Jan gasped and arched

forward. "Oh, yes, I like to hear those little sounds you make," he purred. "Do you want more, sweetie?"

"I want more," Lara said eagerly.

"I'm glad to hear that, sugar." Karl's voice was pure seduction as he met her gaze over Jan's shoulder. His hands not moving on Jan's breats. "Jan, I'm

not going to ask you again."

"Yes, Master," Jan gasped. "Please. I want more. I want whatever you'll give me."

"Take off your dress, Lara, and stand in front of Jan."

Lara wasted no time. Her expensive silk dress hit the floor and she reached

for the zipper of her boot only to stop at Karl's command. "Leave the boots

on. I like them."

Eager to have Karl's hands on her once again, she stood in front of Jan.

"Mirror image, Lara," Karl said. "Whatever my hands do to Jan, I want to see your hands doing to you."

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Impatience flared and Lara opened her mouth, only to snap it shut when she

saw Karl's blond brow lift expectantly. He was expecting her to fight him.

Determined to prove she could do this, she brought her hands up and

cupped her breasts. He pinched Jan's nipples, Lara pinched her own. He

tugged at Jan's, and Lara pulled at her rigid nubs until she couldn't bite back

a small moan at the arrows of pleasure that were shooting from her nipples

to her sex, hitting every nerve in between.

"That's a good girl," Karl encouraged as one of his hands left a breast and traveled over Jan's belly to spread her pussy lips open crudely.

Keeping her gaze locked on Karl's, Lara skimmed a hand over her belly, over

her smoothly shaved pussy and spread her slick lips with two fingers. A

whimper escaped when his other hand followed and she saw him flick the

silver hoop that pierced the hood of Jan's clit.

She kept her eyes on his finger as she kept her pussy lips spread, and

started to rub her own hot button. It was hard and covered in juice and Lara's

insides immediately started to tremble. She started to pant as she watched

Karl work Jan's clit. He didn't slip a finger in, or deviate; all the attention was

on the nerve center and both girls were panting, their breathy moans and

sighs filling the room to the point that Lara almost didn't hear Karl's voice.

"Lara, stop."

"What?" Her eyes snapped up to his, her chest heaving, her finger poised on top of her throbbing clit.

"Remove your hands from your body
now
."

Not even trying to stifle her whimper, Lara's hands automatically followed his

command and dropped to her side, clenched into fists. "But why?"

"Because it pleases me." He kept his eyes on her as he turned his head and

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spoke into Jan's ear. "Come for me, sweetie."

Jan's eyes rolled back in her head and her mouth opened in a keening cry as

her body trembled and her scent permeated the air between them.

Lara's body screamed in protest and her anger swelled.
She
wanted his

hands on her.
She
wanted to come. Why didn't he let
her
come? She'd done everything he'd said!

"Good girl, Jan." He pressed a soft kiss to her cheek and urged her toward

the bed. "Sit down on the bed for a minute, sweetie."

When he turned to Lara she faced him silently. She was scared if she

opened her mouth she'd say something really bad and he'd make her leave.

His hands circled her waist and he pulled her close enough to press his

forehead against hers.

"I want you to think back to the other night when I was playing with you." Karl met her gaze as he spoke, his eyes like pools of liquid chocolate.

"Remember when I told you not to come until I said it was okay?"

Oh, yeah
.

"I said I was sorry," she whispered.

"And what did I say?"

"That you would punish me for not listening later."

"That was a very small punishment, Lara." His hands slid to her ass and he

pulled her hips flush against his. His hard-on pressed against her belly and

her sex clenched hungrily. "You need to always do as I say, trust that I
will
give you what you need. Understand?"

"Yes, Sir."

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He kissed her then, his lips covering hers and his tongue swooping in to

conquer hers before he pulled back and nipped her bottom lip. Then with a

sharp slap on the ass he told her to get on the bed with Jan.

"Okay, girls, let's have some fun." He peeled off his t-shirt and walked over to the toys he'd spread out when they entered the room.

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H
e'd had a brief mental outline of how he'd wanted the scene to play

out before he'd even picked Lara up that night. And it had played out better

than Karl had expected.

Lara was not shy about her needs at all, and throwing Jan into the mix hadn't

shaken her up for more than a moment. Satisfaction flowed steadily though

him as he took in the scene the two girls made on the big bed. He could've

taken Lara to his house and invited Jan over. It's not like Jan had never been

there before, but he'd guessed that just being in the club would ramp up

Lara's desires and he'd been right.

What he hadn't anticipated was how deeply her eagerness would affect him.

His cock was rock hard and his jeans uncomfortable, but the discomfort

didn't compare to the pleasure of having Lara accept her lesson like a good

girl.

Zoning in on his toys, he picked up the riding crop and the red jelly vibrator

before instructing Jan to lie on her back across the width of the bed. "Knees

bent, feet planted on the mattress by your ass." Then he had Lara stretch out

in the same position, but the opposite way. "Arms above your heads, Lara,

the same way Jan's are tied. There will be no touching yourself, you are here

for
me
to play with."

He walked to the edge of the bed and looked down at Jan's pretty

fur-covered pussy. The little blond curls couldn't hide the flushed state of her

engorged cunt. It was wet, shiny, and pink. He leaned forward and slid a

finger inside her.

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She moaned and Lara's head turned. "Stay as you are, Lara. Watch in the

mirror on the ceiling if you want, but do not move."

Jan's sex smell was becoming heavy and he saw Lara's nostrils flare as she

watched his movements in the mirror above. He added a finger to Jan's hole

and pumped it in and out slowly a few times, judging her readiness. When he

was thoroughly coated with her slippery juices, he pulled his fingers out of

and eased the vibrator into her.

"There you go, baby. Doesn't that feel good?"

"Yes, Master," she said.

He straightened up and enjoyed the view for a moment before lifting the

hand with the riding crop and, with a flick of his wrist, bringing the tip of it

down on Lara's left nipple, making her body jerk.

Before her surprised cry had faded he tapped it again, and then the right

nipple.

He alternated light taps between her nipples until her chest was flushed and

a light sweat had broken out on her forehead.

Up and down, light little taps, he watched her muscles twitch and listened to

her. She didn't speak, but her cries of surprise, passion, and occasionally

pain, were music to his ears. He alternated them from her nipples to her

thighs, and over the underside of her arms raised above her head. Her cries

grew increasingly louder, and her body was soon arching into the snaps

instead of away from them.

When he pulled the crop away and snapped it over Jan's nipples, Lara's

mewl of distress blended with Jan's pleasure and it went straight to his head.

He needed to hear more.

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Stepping a little closer to the edge of the bed, he concentrated on one of

Lara's nipples. Circling the nipple he tapped the side of the breast, the under

curve, and all the plump flesh around the nipple, then he switched to the

other breast, and did the same thing until they were both a bright pretty pink,

the nipples rigid and deep red.

Completely fascinated by the way her skin tightened and flushed so quickly

he went to work on her inner thighs again…until he tapped the crop directly

over her clit and watched her body arch up and her eyes widen in panic.

"Do not come, Lara," he warned her, tapping her clit repeatedly. "You can't come until I tell you or I'll have to punish you again."

"Yes, Sir." Her eyes were no longer watching the action in the mirror, but

glued to him. He saw the pulse throbbing in her neck, and watched her

hands twist together above her head, as she reacted to the steady tapping of

the riding crop.

He watched her jerk and angle her hips into it, then away, into it again, then

away as moans and whimpers escaped from her mouth. Her hands shifted

on the bed, inching toward his leg, where her fingers touched his thigh. He

met her gaze, looking down at her pretty face, flushed and contorted with her

effort not to come, and he couldn't say no. "Come for me, Lara."

Her hands gripped his legs, fingertips digging in as her eyes closed and her

body arched in pleasure. Karl lost himself in the sight. She was so beautiful,

so greedy and eager at the same time. Sweat trickled down his own

forehead and he unsnapped his jeans and ran his thumb over the swollen

head of his cock. He could come right that second, just from watching her.

Even better, he could walk around to the other end of the bed and bury

himself deep while her cunt was still spasming. That tight massage would

send him to heaven and back within seconds.

"Master, can I come?"

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Jan's cry brought him back to the present and he cursed. He'd never gotten

so lost in one girl that he'd forgotten the other before!

"Ask me again, Jan," he commanded hoarsely.

"Master, may I come?" Her voice shook and he bent down and twisted the

knob on the vibrator again. "Again."

"Master!" Her panic was clear now. "Master, may I come? May I come,

Master!"

"Yes." He leaned forward and sucked on her clit, tonguing the small hoop

there as she shattered around the vibrator, completely aware of Lara's hand

still stroking up his thigh as he did.

When Jan's body stopped shaking he pulled back, kissed Lara on the lips,

pleased when she didn't flinch from Jan's flavor. He stroked her hair back

from her forehead and looked down into her eyes. "You're such a beautiful

girl," he said.

Her hand shifted up his thigh and she cupped his balls. "Fuck me now?"

He grabbed her wrist, pushed it away, and stepped back.
Fuck!

Sucking in air, he reached deep for his control. "Get on your hands and

knees."

He moved around the bed and bent over Jan's head. He kissed her lips and

looked deep into her eyes. Her breathing was good, her color was good, and

she was smiling.

"Are you hungry, sweetie? You've been so very good tonight, you deserve a

treat."

Jan's eyes gleamed and she nodded. "Oh, yes, Master. She looks delicious."

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"Okay, get behind her and start licking."

He stepped back and looked at Lara's naked up-tilted ass and the view of her

shiny wet vulva before him. He swung his gaze to Jan and watched her

struggle to get up from her position on the bed, knowing that she enjoyed

every minute of it. When she was on her knees behind Lara, he unbound her

wrists and reseated the vibrator inside her, shifting the rope between her

thighs to hold it in.

"Good girl, Jan. This is your reward, sweetie."

He walked over to the club chair a few feet away and sat down facing the

girls.

Lara's eyes met his, her surprise clear. She'd expected him to fuck her when

he'd said to get in that position.

"Not tonight, sugar." He shook his head, not letting her see his regret. "You let Jan enjoy your pussy for as long as she wants while I watch."

Shifting in the chair a bit, he spread his thighs in an effort to give his balls

some space. Christ! He was harder than he could ever remember being, and

all he wanted to do was bury himself deep inside Lara and enjoy the feel of

her coming apart around him.

He stared at her mouth, her bottom lip caught between her teeth as she tried

not cry out at the attention of Jan's pierced tongue buried between her

thighs. He could shove his cock down her throat while Jan ate her, but that

would still be a step in the wrong direction.

It would be giving in to her hunger for him. And if he did that now, he'd never

get control of her. He needed to build her need for sexual pleasure into a

need for
Him
—then he'd feed the need.

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Like the need in her eyes right then was just to come, but it wasn't