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he gag was removed,
and lips found mine -- woman's lips. Karen kissed me tenderly,
passionately. "I want to come," I said when Sayuri Anzu pulled away.
"You will," Sayuri Anzu said, and kissed me again. I suddenly realized
that Ken had moved away. Karen held me, turned me. I felt
something hard between my thighs, sliding up and down between the
swollen lips of my pussy. My clit welcomed the stimulation. Just a
little more --
Then it was gone, even as I realized what it was: the handle
of a whip. A moment later I jumped as what felt like a dozen bees
stung my buttocks. A moment later fire exploded across my back. I
was being whipped, for the first time after a thousand imaginings.
Karen kissed me hungrily, one hand roaming my breasts, the
other working skillfully between my legs, as Ken brough the whip
down on my exposed skin. I moaned into Sayuri's kisses, pressed against
her soft skin. I danced to both Sayuri's touch andt he whip's, the ball
clenched firmly in my hand. I could have made them stop. I didn't
want to.
When the orgasm came, my entire body blazed. For a lon
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