Originally Posted by
skweezme
Eventually, she was finished. So was he. She sat astride him, settled, panting and grinning. He was moaning under her weight. She gently rocked herself on top of him. Made him groan to the rhythm of her movements.
“Phew, Lieb! That was good! Shall we…you know…do his balls a bit more now?”
She ground herself down on him a bit harder. He cried out. She looked up at me with a wide and wicked smile. She wasn’t done yet.
I grinned at her and nodded. Why not? She was really getting into this. She was such a star!
“OK! What do you want to do, then?”
She climbed off him and stood up next to me. He slowly curled up into a groaning ball, arms still tied behind him, his back and spine battered from her treatment. Barefoot, Maggie was still a little bit taller than me in my high-heeled boots. I could feel the heat radiating off her skin. Could smell her sweat, her pungent sex.
We both looked down at him writhing on the floor.
“What do I want to do, Lieb? Oh, I don’t know! Let’s try something different! Like…a bit of a game or something?”
“A bit of a game? You got something in mind, Mags?”
She grinned.
“Maybe! How about if…if we each grabbed a ball and see who can hurt him most? Bet I can squeeze his balls harder than you can!”
I had no doubt who would win. But it would be a fun game to play, anyway.
“Sounds good! Let’s do it!”