Michele Zurlo by Letting Go 2: Stepping Stones Read Free Book Online

pulled the pins and clips from her hair without asking.
    Below them, the scene shifted somewhat. The man standing next to the sitting couple casually conversing with the Dom gestured toward the woman. The sitting Dom nodded, withdrew his finger from her cunt, and stood.
    The second man knelt at the foot of the lounger, stretched his torso over the footrest, and wiggled around until he found a comfortable position. Then he buried his face in the submissive’s pussy. She sucked in a breath, and the volume of her moans increased. The first Dom pulled another lounge chair closer, sat on it, and played with her breasts. He alternated pinching and sucking. She arched her back off the chair, writhing as much as the ropes would allow.
    Sabrina felt her eyes widen at the sight. Sure, she’d seen threesomes before, but the second Dom hadn’t seemed like part of the scene until now.
    Jonas pulled her back a little. “Easy, honey. You’re about to go over. I have plans that don’t include splitting your head open. Other parts of you, maybe, but not your head.” He grinned at his own joke.
    “Do you think they know each other?”
    Jonas shrugged. “Hard to say. Elysium is a safe place to play. Everyone has to be tested for a battery of diseases, and there’s a background check as well. Some people come here to play with strangers.”
    While that didn’t appeal to Sabrina, she didn’t begrudge anyone their kink. Sophia and her husband Drew would probably love it here. They could play with a different submissive every night.
    She turned her back to the railing and cupped Jonas’s erection in her hand. “So what are you planning to do with me today?”
    His gaze remained on the scene playing out next to the pool. “Dinner at Hades’s Banquet Hall. I hear the show is stimulating.”
    She lifted her eyebrow in a flirty, suggestive gesture that was completely lost on him, so she slid her hand down his shorts and pumped his shaft slowly. “How stimulating?”
    His smile grew secretive. “You’ll see. Now turn around. I’m going to fuck you while we watch them finish.”
    Heat pooled between her thighs, and the amount of cream already there doubled as she obeyed. Being watched was his kink, though she certainly didn’t mind. She liked knowing she didn’t have a choice in the matter. If she didn’t willingly turn around, he’d force the issue. She trembled under the force of his power, and he hadn’t done more than give her a command.
    She gripped the rail. He lifted the skirt of her dress and smoothed his hand over her ass. “Bare-assed. Good. You’re not allowed to wear underclothes here unless I specifically tell you to.”
    A response wasn’t expected and too much excitement gripped her anyway. She kept her gaze focused on the trio below. He nudged her legs farther apart, lined his cock up with her entrance, and plunged deep.
    She expected him to fuck her quickly, but after the initial thrust, he didn’t move. Reaching around in front, he lowered the top of her sundress to expose her breasts. They had attracted a little attention, glances here and there as the spectators witnessing the woman’s pleasure noticed how it inspired others, but nothing constant. That, combined with the distance, reassured Sabrina. Nobody could really see the details.
    Jonas cupped her breasts, kneading and massaging the globes, pinching and rolling the tips. His cock remained motionless inside her, a throbbing, cruel length she wanted to feel sliding in and out. She whimpered a protest and pressed back to urge him into action.
    “What’s wrong, honey? Tell me what you want.” His tone was laced with false sympathy, mocking her with his power to make her say whatever he wanted.
    It only made her need more acute. “I want you to fuck me.” Her whispered admission was caught by the wind and carried away. Even she barely heard it.
    “Nice and loud, Sabrina. You can do it.”
    There was no way out of this. She took a deep breath,