Second Touch (Emma's Arabian Nights, #2) by Mayburn Ann

Author:Mayburn, Ann [Mayburn, Ann]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Emma's Arabian Nights
Publisher: Honey Mountain Publishing
Published: 2013-12-31T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Ryan turned his head so his face pressed against Tanya’s sweetly scented hair as disgrace filled him. He hadn’t been thinking about his Mistress’ pleasure, instead focusing on his own need to help the submissive pressed against him find her release. A hard ball of shame formed in his stomach and the pain that had been held at bay by the pleasure overwhelmed him, making his body ache and burn. Emma was no longer flogging him, but he knew by the jerks of Tanya’s body against him Master Chris was still working her over. But Ryan’s earlier pleasure, his mindless enjoyment of the moment, was gone as self-disgust filled him at failing his Mistress. The butt plug was pulled from his body, and even though he welcomed the sting as punishment for his transgression, it also left him feeling strangely empty.

He had no idea how long he hung there, feeling like shit. Master Chris tossed away the cane with a harsh clatter against the floor and pressed his body against Tanya’s, pinning her between them. With a firm grip he clasped the back of Ryan’s neck and pulled him closer so his lips brushed against Ryan’s ear. “I suggest you apologize to your Mistress. Now.”

With that, he leaned back and unhooked Ryan’s wristbands from the frame. The lack of support made Ryan stumble back a step and brace his legs, his lungs heaving and the muscles of his arms and shoulders burning. When he turned to find Emma, he spotted her sitting in the chair Moira had occupied. The redheaded Dominatrix and her submissive were now making use of a padded black table on the other side of the room where she was busy attaching clothes pins to the front of the sub’s body, including his cock.

Refusing to be distracted by the sight, Ryan took a step towards Emma, who was watching him with a cold expression. He stopped and dropped to his knees, crawling to her and trying to think of what he could do to let her know how sorry he was.

By the time he reached her feet he still had no idea how to appease her, but he knelt before her with his head down and his thighs spread, his cock now limp between his legs, as he struggled to think of the right thing to say. The best he could come up with was, “Please forgive me, Mistress.”

“For what?” Her tone was sharp enough to flay his soul.

“For putting my pleasure ahead of yours.”

“Was it your pleasure, or Tanya’s that you were putting before mine?”

He swallowed hard. “It was my own.”

“How so?”

“Because making her orgasm, relieving her need, would make me feel good about myself. I like helping women, I like giving them what they need. In my selfishness it didn’t occur to me that it would hurt you, and I’m very sorry, Mistress. The last thing I want to do is hurt you, ever, and I beg you to forgive me, punish me, just please don’t leave me.

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