Sarah was relieved to see Dominic finish punishing Valerie.
Sarah, for her part, wasn’t yet sure what her ultimate role was in this brutal escapade. As soon as Sarah came home from work, her fiancé Dominic was all over her at the door, kissing and groping her like a sex-starved teenager. In a flash, he quickly led her to their living room, disrobed her, sat her down in a chair, tied and gagged her. He then proceeded to pick her up, chair and all, and carried her down the hallway to their master bedroom, where he plunked her down in the center of the room. To her surprise, her best friend and sometimes three-way love-buddy Valerie was already tied to Sarah’s bed — naked, gagged, but whereas Valerie was blind-folded, Sarah was not. She had an unobstructed view of Valerie’s as-yet unbroken pussy.
That was well over two hours ago. Now, Dominic was walking around from the opposite side of the bed, standing next to the chair Sarah was strapped to. This particularly drawn-out session was finally ending, Sarah realized, and the cycle of degradation and restoration that she and Valerie so desperately craved could now move forward. Soon, Dominic’s excellent aftercare-skills would be sorely needed: Valerie had been pushed to her absolute limits tonight, suffering for him physically and mentally for the better part of the last two hours. She was clearly in desperate need of restoration from worthless sex-object to a respected, cared-for human being.
Dominic grabbed a handful of Sarah’s hair and directed her gaze squarely between Valerie’s quivering legs, spread widely in the air by coarse rope.
“See that? That’s my hole. It belongs to me. It may be on her, but it belongs to me. She keeps it alive, I make it feel alive. I know what you’re thinking, and I’ll say this: This doesn’t end when you think so. This ends when I say so.”
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