Then Marva fastened a series of chains around myneck. They were of various lengths and featured a variety of trinketsattached to them, all of them in...gold. I spied a baby pacifier, dollarsign, clock face, and outline of the continent of Africa, among others.But the largest, a big pendant, featured a circle in the middle of whichwas a black symbol I recognized from decks of playing cards -- the spade.Marva also gave me a chunky plastic bracelet on one wrist, and a halfdozen clinking metal ones. Seating me on the toilet, you kneel before me to unlace my boots and peel off damp socks. I stand briefly as you also divest me of my wet cords and little cotton panties until I’m sitting there in just my oxford and bra, still occasionally shivering. Pulling the towel off the rack, you knock the worst of the wet off my hair, leaving the towel wrapped around my shoulders. I feel you press two of my little hair clips into my hand. Without conscious thought, I wrap my wet hair up in a loose bun on. One took my pussy from behind; the other shoved his cock into my mouth. I sucked and worked his cock quickly, listening to his moans, and speeding my pace when I knew I had hit a good spot. I thrust my hips against the man behind me, making him moan loudly.“Take it all, bitch!” he yelled, shoving his twelve inch monster to the hilt. Again, there was some pain, but it was somehow now mixed with pleasure. I was amazed that I could take all of his cock into my petite body, and there was something. She felt pressure building deep within her, the seeds of humming violence pushing out ready to explode. They stayed here in this loop, frustration fueling arousal fueling frustration, Jasper teasing Sienna with gentle kisses and feather-light touches, for as long as they could stand it. Sienna could no longer tell whose feelings were whose, lost to pure craving."Beg me," Jasper huskily demanded.Sienna, overwhelmed with need, both her own and Jasper's, readily complied. "Please."As soon as that.