Read Birthday Girl: Paolo's Playhouse, Book 3 for Free Online Page B

paddle so she could see it. He slowly struck the palm of his hand several times with it, sending a solid thunk over and over through the air. Was he just giving her time to think about him using it on her? To anticipate the pain. And the pleasure.
    Then he winked at her and said, “I think we should give her a little time to recover before we redden her skin.”
    “Yeah. And it will give her some time to think about it.” Marc slid his hand over the top of her thigh and tickled the edge of her labia with his fingertip. “She’s so wet and puffy, Ty. So responsive. I think we should see how many times we can get her off tonight.”

Chapter Three
    Shannon’s eyes widened at Marc’s words. Tyler had exaggerated when he said she often had multiple orgasms. Occasionally she’d gotten off twice, but she only remembered once when she’d ever had three orgasms in one night. Marc rubbed the tender, slippery flesh between her thighs with his thumb and finger as if he was testing them. She shivered with the buzz of arousal and told herself not to worry about it.
    “Are there any toys over there to help us with multiple orgasms?” Marc asked.
    Tyler grinned and jumped up from the stool. “I know just the thing.”
    Marc took over the nipple chain, bouncing her breasts with quick pulls. Shannon dropped her head back against his shoulder and closed her eyes as the sharp tugs on her nipples were echoed between her legs. God, that felt so good. Marc knew what he was doing. It wouldn’t take much to set her off right now. If he kept that up, she might come just from the nipple stimulation.
    “How about these?” Tyler asked from across the room.
    “Yeah. Bring a few over,” Marc replied.
    Shannon didn’t even lift her head or open her eyes. It wasn’t going to matter what Ty had found in the decadent drawers. She had given herself over to him and Marc. They were directing the play tonight and she knew it would be all right. She trusted them to take care of her. Why worry about it ahead of time? It was better if she didn’t know.
    “Give me those two little ones,” Marc said, eagerness clear in his voice. “You can use the two big ones on her.”
    Big ones?
    She wasn’t going to look, even though her curiosity was threatening to get the better of her. She felt Marc reach out around her, using both hands to take whatever it was Tyler was handing him. She tried to stay relaxed as she wondered what they had in mind.
    Then a chorus of buzzing started up and she recognized the sound. They had a handful of vibrators. Her eyes flew open and she lifted her head to see what was going on.
    “Don’t move, sweetheart,” Tyler said softly. “Rest your head back on Marc’s shoulder and your hands at your side.” She caught his gaze for a moment, not sure if she could do what he asked. She was starting to feel restless again. But she knew she’d try her best to do whatever he asked of her and so she nodded slowly. He smiled at her and she grinned back. God, she loved his smile.
    He waited until she’d rested her head back again and then said, “Marc, why don’t you start things off?”
    Marc pressed the tapered ends of the two small bullet-shaped vibrators to the tips of her clamped nipples and a tidal wave of sensations slammed into her full force. Oh shit, she couldn’t breathe. She couldn’t think. Could only feel the tingles shooting through her sore nipples and straight into her chest. Could only hear the buzz of the vibrator and the occasional clink as the vibrators touched the metal clamps. Could only moan as the buzz and the tingles and the pinching pain threatened to overwhelm her. The intense combination of the clamps and the vibrators narrowed her whole world down to two sensitive nipples.
    She’d been staring at Marc’s large hands pressing the silver vibrators against the tips of her dark red nipples. The visual stimulation proved to be too much on top of the physical. She closed her eyes again and wriggled