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  “I’m sorry, Master,” Maggie moaned as he turned his attention to her other breast. “It’s just…I’m so sensitive. It’s hard to hold still when your mouth on me is so…so intense.”

  Kor stopped sucking her other ripe nipple for a moment.

  “Intense, hmm?” he growled. “I’ll show you fucking intense, little slave girl. You think your nipples are sensitive? Wait until I taste your little clit. And I want you to watch me do it.”

  Maggie bit back a moan as Kor knelt before her again. She could feel his hot breath against her open pussy and see how wet her pink inner petals were, all spread out on display. Her clit throbbed for attention but at the same time, she couldn’t help being a little afraid of the intense sensation she knew was coming. It was incredibly hard to hold still but somehow she managed, her hands clenched into fists above her head and her breathing coming in short, uneven pants.

  Kor ignored her agitation and simply looked at her for a moment, an expression of almost reverent lust on his chiseled features as he studied her open thighs.

  “Gods, you have a beautiful pussy, Maggie,” he murmured, tracing his long fingers gently down her bare hip. “Love to see you all spread open for me like this. And I love to lick your hot little cunt.”

  “Kor…” she whispered, not sure what to say.

  But no words were required. Kor was already leaning closer, his large, warm hands resting on her spread thighs. He looked up just once.

  “Watch me,” he instructed sternly. “Watch me tease your little clit, slave girl. Watch me lap your cunt.”

  Maggie bit her lip and did as he ordered, keeping her eyes fixed on what was happening between her legs. She half expected him to start licking her at once but Kor, as always, surprised her.

  Leaning forward he placed a gentle, almost tender kiss on the throbbing button of her clit. Stimulated as she was, even such a light touch was enough to send a lightning bolt of lust straight through her. Maggie gasped and jerked involuntarily, prompting a low, warning growl from Kor. His long fingers tightened on her thighs and he looked up again.

  “You know better than that, blondie. Hold still for your master’s tongue in your pussy or face the consequences.”

  “Y-yes, Master,” she faltered. “I…I’ll try.”

  “You’d better do more than try if you don’t want me to tan that lush little ass of yours,” he warned. “Now be a good slave girl and I’ll give you one more chance.”

  Maggie bit back a moan and did her best to hold still as he leaned forward again.

  This time he licked her. Maggie gave a soft cry but somehow managed to hold still as he traced her engorged clit with just the tip of his tongue, sending ticklish, overwhelmingly pleasurable sensations through her helpless, open pussy.

  “Master,” she whispered thickly. “Oh God, please…please…”

  “Please, what, Maggie? Please stop? Or do you want me to keep it up?” Kor looked up at her teasingly and licked his lips. “Gods, you’re delicious. I could eat your sweet cunt all day.”

  “You’ve only tasted my clit, so far,” Maggie pointed out bravely.

  He grinned. “And that wasn’t enough to drive you wild? Maybe I should fingerfuck you while I do it.”

  Maggie bit her lip. “If…if my master wishes,” she whispered.

  “I do. Very much.” Kor gave her a lazy smile. “Spread your legs a little wider, sweetheart. Spread your legs and let your master in.”

  Moaning, Maggie did as he said, shifting on the bed until her thighs were spread wide for him.

  “Good girl,” he murmured. “Such a good little slave girl to open your pussy for your master. Do you find the ring makes you more sensitive when I do this?”

  He slid two long, thick fingers deep into her cunt channel and began to thrust slowly in and out. With each thrust, the heel of his hand pressed against her engorged clit, making Maggie cry out elplessly as sharp, jagged bursts of pleasure coursed through her.

  “Oh…oh, Kor!”

  “That’s right.” He watched her hungrily. “Just ride my fingers, little slave girl. Open your pussy and ride my fingers until you come. Gods, I can’t wait to fuck you like this.” Then he leaned down and lashed her sensitive bud with the tip of his tongue while he continued to fingerfuck her with slow, steady strokes.

  Maggie moaned and clenched her hands helplessly. God, she wished she could bury her fingers in his hair and urge him on but tied as she was, she was utterly powerless. All she could do was spread her legs wider and submit to her master’s tongue and fingers in her pussy. All she could do was offer herself and let him do whatever he wanted.

  She could feel her pleasure building, pushing her higher and higher towards the jagged peak. But just as she was about to reach it, Kor pulled back abruptly, licking his lips.

  “Master?” Maggie couldn’t help sounding frustrated. “Why did you stop? Please, I was so close.”

  “I know you were,” he gave her a half-lidded, lustful smile. “But I don’t want you coming on my tongue or my fingers—I want you to come all over my cock. Want to feel you squeezing my shaft with that tight little pussy, slave girl.”

  Maggie shifted on the bed, feeling excitement and desire rush though her.

  “Yes, Master,” she whispered submissively. “And how does my master desire to…to take me?”

  “To fuck you, you mean,” he growled softly. “I think I’m going to take you from behind—and I want you to watch.”

  Maggie bit her lip. “To watch? How?”

  “The viewer.” He nodded at the tall, oblong mirror like object as he climbed on the bed behind her. It stood at the far end of the bed where Maggie usually used it for getting dressed. Of course, she’d never imagined using it for this purpose but it seemed that Kor had.

  “All right,” she whispered. “But…will you let me down?” She nodded up at her hands, still cuffed over her head.

  Kor looked at her speculatively. “Are you in pain? Are the cuffs hurting you?”

  “No.”

  “Good. Then we’ll leave you as you are. I like the idea of fucking you from behind and having access to your pussy and breasts like this—all spread out and open. Not to mention it makes a fucking hot picture in the viewer.” He pulled her gently back to the center of the bed, positioning her directly in front of the oblong, shiny surface. Then he untied the flimsy pink lace ruffles and pulled them off, leaving her completely naked for the first time.

  Maggie bit her lip as she watched her naked reflection. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes glassy with lust. Her honey blonde curls were tousled but what drew her gaze most were the tight points of her nipples and the dark pink bud of her clit. She had never seen herself looking more vulnerable or more hot. She didn’t know whether to blush with embarrassment or thrust out her breasts and spread her thighs wider for Kor’s scrutiny.

  He positioned himself behind her and she heard the rustling sound of his leather trousers being opened. Then something hot and hard pressed against the back of her ass.

  His cock, she thought. God, it feels so long and thick. She’d had him in her often lately but never before in this position and she couldn’t help wondering how it would feel.

  “Kor,” she begged softly. “Please…I need you in me!”

  “And I need to be in you, sweetheart. Bur first I want to admire the view.” He pressed against her until the hard planes of his chest were flush with her mostly bare back. His warm, spicy scent seemed to fill her head, making it hard to breathe she wanted him so much. Kor leaned forward and buried his face in her hair, inhaling deeply, breathing her in. “Gods, you’re beautiful,” he muttered hoarsely. “I still can’t believe you’re mine.”

  “I’m yours because you take me. Because you make me yours,” Maggie whispered breathlessly. “Kor, please…make me yours again.”

  “With pleasure, blondie.” He ran his big hands down her naked, shivering sides and then cupped her ass. “All right then, spread your thighs for me. Open