Beggers Plight

I gasp, feeling pleasure coursing through me easily, and I notice him smirking back at me, even as he roughy drives his fingers into my pussy. His left hand rubs along my thighs lightly, pausing to tap and pinch my shaved mound several times before moving it along to my other thigh. Each time he smacks my sensitive folds, I gasp, the sound harsh, which punctuates inbetween my orgasmic cries.

Meanwhile, she rubs her hands across my side, cupping my breasts, starting on my left side, as she leans over me. I felt her breath across my exposed skin, as she smiles at me. She pokes my nipples then, amusing herself as I feel the pleasure coursing through me. I felt my back arch, feeling my pleasures keenly, and enjoying each one.

Suddenly, he puases, look up at me, a naughty smile eminating from his face, "My good slut, do you want us to keep playing with you?", to whihc suprised at him stoping, nodd back. Unsure if I should speak, I glance over her way before nodding emphatically. His smile grows as I lie before them, naked and bound, as the desire for them to continue claws at my mind. "Yess... Yes, please... keep playing with me."

She smirks at me, slowly caressing my cheek, and then my side, before leaning down and licking across my left nipple with her tongue, pausing with her tip softly touching it. She smiles, even as she rests her tongue on my nipple. Giggling, she teases me, moving the tip of her tongue across my nipple.

He cups his ear with his left hand, making it clear he wants me to speak up. "Oh, please, Master! Please keep playing with me!" I puase, gasping, before "Master, use me! Please! Make me feel those pleasures once more! Please"", to whihc he chortles, before smacking my clit with his left hand, elicitng me to gasp hard at the sensation. Even so, I orgasm almost immediately, even as it elicits more discomfort than actual pleasure.

She giggles, moving her hand to my right breast, squeezing it roughly, placing her thumb onto my nipple, pushing down on her thumb down onto it. He pauses, rubbing my thigh before asking her, "What do you think, my dear? Shall we?