BindingCherryBlossoms by Gia Dawn Page B

working it down one thigh before wrapping it around both
ankles and anchoring them together. Then he worked his way up her other leg,
grazing her sex on numerous occasions but never once with deliberate intent to
arouse.
    “Shall I give him permission to touch you?”
    Desire drove out all other thought as her Bakushi cupped her chin and turned her face until it was close to his. His erection
pressed hard against her back and she knew he was excited by the thought of
another man giving her pleasure.
    She managed a single jerk of her head before he bent and
pressed his lips to hers, his tongue driving deep into her mouth as Ty’s hands
moved to stroke between her legs. Her cunt clenched as the soldier manipulated
her clit, rolling it hard between his fingers. Her hips jerked as he increased
the pressure and tortured her aching flesh, the sensation a study in pleasure
and pain.
    Her teacher’s mouth continued to ravage hers in an intimacy
she had not expected, swallowing every whimper and moan when Ty pressed his
tongue into her cunt. Sakura arched her back and drove Ty’s tongue deeper,
feeling him groan in satisfaction against her throbbing clit. He worked his
tongue like a true master of the craft, slicking it against the front wall of
muscle where he found the ultra-sensitive spot with unerring precision.
    Then he returned to rasping his tongue along her clit while
he snugged his finger in her cunt. It felt big and solid as he thrust it deep
inside her, again and again while she thrashed against the ropes that bound
her, needing both men to hold her down as she struggled to find her release.
    “Not yet, keisei, ” her master warned, both men
removing their mouths from her body.
    “No,” she begged as she felt him lift her up and place her
beside him. “I need—”
    He gave her a sharp smack on her ass. ”I know what you
need,” he assured her, moving to admire Ty’s handiwork.
    “Good,” he said, clamping his hand on the soldier’s
shoulder. “Although I would recommend always tying a knot near the clit and
another to slide along the opening of her ass. There it can be useful to
introduce the art of anal play to a woman who is not fully open to the idea.”
    “ Hai ,” Ty responded.
    “I understand I did not give you permission to do that
tonight, so it in no way reflects on your performance.”
    “ Hai ,” Ty answered again with a bow.
    “My keisei is just beginning her exploration of anaru .
Would you care to watch?”
    “Very much, Bakushi .”
    Sakura nearly choked as she listened to the men discuss her
as if she were nothing more than a slave for their amusement. But she was so
turned on by the thought of what was coming next she couldn’t speak at all. And
she had her safe word if things got too far out of hand.
    Once again her teacher brought out his array of glass
implements, spreading them across the bed as Sakura whimpered and tried to
close her legs. But she was bound too securely to escape and could only stare
in unwilling urgency as her Bakushi selected a thicker toy than he had
used on her before.
    “She is wet enough from your earlier ministrations,” their
teacher said with satisfaction as he reached between her legs and spread the
slick of her juices back between the cheeks of her ass. He flicked her clit
with his fingers as she squirmed, the burst of pleasure making her weak.
    “And she must always have enough pleasurable stimulation to
counterbalance the initial pain,” he continued, pushing two fingers into her
cunt, his thumb never ceasing its torture of her clit. “And she should always
know her safe word,” he added, lifting his head to look her straight in the
eye.
    She was melting beneath the skillful twist of his fingers,
her body rising fast to the point of no return. And Sakura could already feel
the need beginning to work its way in the puckered muscle of her ass as she
remembered the painful pleasure she’d experienced the last time…and the
explosive orgasm that