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Ethan and Jim

Ethan and Jim Jim leaned back in his chair, sipping his whiskey as he watched Dacia kneel before him. But tonight, she wasn’t alone. Ethan knelt beside her—broad shoulders tense, hands resting on his thighs, waiting. Jim smirked. “You’ve learned what it means to submit, sweetheart. Now you’re going to learn what it means to own.” Dacia’s breath caught. Jim gestured to Ethan. “He’s yours for the night. Train him.” Dacia exhaled slowly, her gaze dropping to the man kneeling beside her. She reached out, brushing her fingers along his jaw, feeling the tension there. “Crawl to me,” she ordered. Ethan obeyed instantly. Jim chuckled, swirling his drink. “That’s my girl.” Dacia stood over Ethan, watching the way his body tensed under her command. Jim’s voice was smooth, guiding. “You don’t just tell him what to do, sweetheart. You make him need to obey.” A slow thrill ran through her. She tilted Ethan’s chin up. “Kiss my feet.” Ethan obeyed immediately, his lips brushing over the leather of her red thigh-high boots. Dacia bit her lip, glancing at Jim. His smirk deepened. “Now make him wait.” She lifted her foot, stopping him just before he could press another kiss to her skin. Ethan froze, his breath uneven. Jim hummed approvingly. “Now edge him.” Dacia exhaled, shifting forward, letting her hand trail down Ethan’s chest, lower, her fingers teasing every sensitive inch. Ethan groaned, his hips jerking into her grip. Dacia smirked. “Stay still.” He obeyed, but his body trembled. She continued her torment, bringing him to the edge again and again, drawing out his desperation. His breath hitched as her fingers traced his cock, stroking in slow, maddening intervals. “You’ll come when I say,” she murmured, her voice rich with control. Ethan whimpered as she pushed him closer to the edge multiple times, his body aching with need. Each time he teetered, she stopped just before his release, her smirk deepening at the sight of him trembling under her control. She pressed her boot against his chest, pinning him lightly as she wrapped her fingers around his cock once more. "One more time, pet. Just a little more suffering for me." Ethan groaned, his entire body quaking as she teased him right to the breaking point. His breath came in sharp, uneven pants as she squeezed just enough to send him spiraling. Finally, when she saw the desperate plea in his eyes, she arched a brow. "Come for me. Make a mess of my boots." With a strangled growl, Ethan’s body seized as his orgasm tore through him, his release spilling thick and hot over the glossy red leather. His head fell back, his breath ragged, every muscle in his body tensed as he surrendered completely to her command. Dacia watched, her lips curving in satisfaction as his body finally relaxed, spent and trembling. She pressed the toe of her boot against his chest, dragging it up his skin, smearing his cum across his heaving torso. “That’s a good boy.” Jim smirked, swirling his drink. “Beautiful, sweetheart.” Dacia wasn’t done. She handed Ethan a paper towel and told him to, "clean up his mess". Ethan took the towel and wiped her boots clean as she presented before him, her pretty pussy dripping with desire. She crouched down, her fingers weaving into Ethan’s hair, tilting his head up. “Now, you’ll serve me.” She climbed onto the couch, settling her knees on either side of his head, lowering herself onto his eager mouth. Ethan moaned, his hands clenching into fists as he buried his tongue between her folds, lapping at her with desperate hunger. Dacia shuddered at the sensation, her grip tightening in his hair as she rolled her hips against his face. “Make me come,” she ordered, her voice breathless. Ethan obeyed without hesitation, his tongue working with precise strokes, teasing her clit before plunging deep, savoring every drop of her arousal. Dacia gasped, the pleasure mounting quickly as she rode his face, grinding against his eager mouth. His moans vibrated against her, sending sparks of pleasure coursing through her. Her first orgasm crashed over her swiftly, her thighs clenching around his head as she shuddered above him. She barely gave him time to recover before she demanded more, grinding down harder, her nails biting into his scalp. “Again,” she panted. Ethan eagerly complied, his tongue circling, flicking, driving her higher and higher. The second orgasm left her gasping, her body trembling, but she wasn’t finished. She tugged his hair, guiding him exactly where she needed him, forcing him to drink her in until she shattered a third time. Her moans filled the room, raw and unrestrained, until finally, after one last desperate flick of his tongue, the fourth climax tore through her, leaving her slumped against the couch, panting. Jim set his drink down, standing over them. “Now it’s my turn.” Dacia looked up at him, still catching her breath, but he grabbed her chin, tilting her face up. “Open.” She obeyed immediately, parting her lips as he slid his cock past them, groaning at the feel of her warm mouth enveloping him. At the same time, Ethan positioned himself behind her, gripping her hips and sliding inside with a deep, slow thrust. Dacia moaned around Jim’s cock, her body stretched between the two men, completely at their mercy. Jim grunted, his hand tightening in her hair as he guided her movements. “That’s it, sweetheart. Take me deep.” Ethan’s grip on her hips was firm, his pace slow but relentless, drawing out every sensation. Dacia’s body trembled, overwhelmed by the dual pleasure, her moans vibrating against Jim’s cock. Jim exhaled sharply, watching the way she struggled to focus. “Don’t get distracted now,” he murmured, thrusting deeper. “You know your job.” She hollowed her cheeks, sucking him with renewed effort, even as Ethan’s thrusts grew harder, more desperate. The pleasure was becoming too much, her body straining under the intensity. She whimpered, her movements faltering as she tensed around Ethan, her climax building beyond her control. Jim noticed immediately and pulled back, gripping her hair tightly. “Now.” His voice was low, commanding, full of dominance. Dacia let out a broken cry as her climax shattered through her, her body convulsing around Ethan as he groaned in response, his own release triggered by the way she clenched around him. His thrusts turned erratic as he spilled inside her. At the same moment, Jim grunted deeply, releasing into her mouth, holding her still as he pulsed against her tongue. The three of them trembled together, locked in the moment as waves of pleasure coursed through their bodies simultaneously. Dacia moaned softly, overwhelmed and spent, as Jim released his grip on her hair, stroking her cheek in approval. Jim smirked, his voice dripping satisfaction. “That’s my girl.”

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