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feathers, pressing against her then pulling back, in a rhythm with the kiss of the flogger on her ass. She closed her eyes, letting sensation after sensation wash over her, her body shaking and shuddering with need.
    Suddenly, the flogging stopped. She would have pleaded for whoever was wielding it to start again if she could have spoken. In the next instant, while Jake continued to torture her with the feathers, she felt fingers spreading the cheeks of her ass and applying lube to her anus. Her tissues were still softened from the session with the torc, so when two fingers, then three, slid inside her to make sure she was stretched her body easily accommodated them.
    The man behind her—she still had no idea who it was—pulled aside her hair to place a light kiss on her neck. In the next moment, she felt a dildo being inserted slowly into her rectum, and a new set off sensations swept over her. It, too, was a vibrator, humming away at the same low speed as the feathers.
    And then a sharp crack on her skin let her know the flogging had begun again. The stinging kiss enhanced the effect of the dildo in her ass, while Jake continues to work his erotic magic with the feathers She was hot. No, she was cold. Her breasts ached, her nipples throbbed and her clit felt as if it were on fire.
    Now, she appreciated the ball gag as she clamped her teeth on it against the wild stimulation turning her body to flames. She closed her eyes, mindless now with lust, GAME ON
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    frustrated that she couldn’t press her thighs together as the pulse in her cunt grew stronger and stronger.
    The climax burst up from inside her with the force of a tidal wave. There wasn’t a muscle in her body that didn’t clench and convulse, even as her pussy rocked with intense spasms. A silent scream of agonised pleasure rose up in her throat, stifled by the ball gag.
    The toys stimulating her drove her higher and higher, one climax crashing into another until she was sure she would pass out from the pleasure.
    At last, when she hung exhausted from the wrist manacles, sweat dripping from her heated face, the flogging stopped, the feathers were withdrawn and the vibrator was stilled.
    Gentle hands removed the dildo from her rectum while others loosened and took away the ball gag. Her eyes were still closed when she felt gentle lips on hers, tenderness rather than lust in their touch. She opened her eyes to see Jake, outlined by the sun behind him, smiling at her.
    “You okay, princess?” he asked.
    It took her two attempts to speak, but finally, she found her voice. “Yes. I’m okay.” He put his lips close to her ear. “Now you know what will happen if you’re a naughty little girl.”
    Spent as she was, she still found herself smiling at him. “Does that go for your brother, too?”
    “Oh, absolutely.”
    “Then I should probably be thinking up ways to be naughty in the future.” Someone released the manacles, and she collapsed against Jake, who lifted her in his arms.
    “We knew you’d love this,” he chuckled. “You are so very responsive, Lisa. The most responsive partner either of us has ever had. Separately or together.”
    “At the moment, I feel more like a pile of mush,” she told him, resting her head in the crook of his neck as he carried her to the side.
    “Right here,” she heard Mark say.
    In another moment, she found herself lying on her stomach on a body-length pillow, and she shifted her glance to see Mark, still framed by a curtain of rain, sitting cross-legged GAME ON
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    beside her. In his hand, he held a small bottle of something, which he opened and poured into the palm of one hand.
    “This will make you feel better, princess.”
    He handed the bottle across to Jake who had seated himself on her other side.
    Soon two pairs of hands were rubbing warm oil into her muscles, beginning at the nape of her neck. Fingers rubbed her shoulders and her arms, trailing down to her fingertips. They