TWENTY-EIGHT (BLUMA POV)

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I take a quick look at the fire to make sure that's providing enough heat before averting my eyes to look at the two beautiful naked women lying on the soft oriental carpet. The leftovers of the delicious lunch that Iselen made for us have been pushed to one side and the pretty Spanish lady smirks mischievously while tying my girlfriend's wrists to a table leg with the same fabric handcuffs she used this morning. It's obvious that Iselen can't wait to get her revenge for what happened in the bathtub but my girl doesn't seem to worry about it, her cheeks are flushed and eyes shine excitedly while watching her new Dom fastening the straps of a strap on around her hips.

Iselen lies face down on top of her tattooed body and avoids her lips to focus her attention on the pink nipples, licking and sucking greedily till they're hard enough to put on two clamps that make Ruby twist and hiss quietly. I raise an eyebrow, looking at her with a silent question in my eyes, ready to interfere if she doesn't say her safe word out loud but my girlfriend smiles finally and relaxes her muscles on the carpet. It's clear that the clamps are not as tight as I thought. Besides, the Spanish lady would never hurt Ruby, I know she adores her.

I'm a lucky Dom: both women are stunning, each one of them in their special way. My eyes follow the dark lines of the tattoos on my sub's chest, the same lines Iselen is drawing with the tip of her tongue while touching Ruby's pussy with her fingers, my girlfriend's arms get tense when her hips flutter but she's securely tied to the table leg and it won't be easy for her to release herself. The antique dealer smiles and uses her knee to force Ruby to spread her legs wider, taking a tube of lube to make sure she doesn't have problems with the toy despite she must be wet after the games of her nimble fingers. Ruby's back arches when Iselen thrusts the strap on inside her deeply and a gasp escapes from her throat.

I crawl to move closer, keeping my eyes fixed on their flexible bodies, soft curves and flushed cheeks while the Spaniard fucks my girlfriend deliberately slowly only to have the pleasure of hearing her begging for mercy and seeing her writhing under her torso. Both Doms smile at the same time when Ruby curses quietly but Iselen doesn't increase the pace and hits the clamps gently with her index finger till the sub shudders and whines. A crazy idea makes its way through my mind and I ponder the pros and cons while checking if the fire is still burning bright, I don't want my girls to feel cold... I had no intention of taking things too far too soon but this is a good chance to know if the Spanish lady trusts me.

Ruby whispers a plea, snapping me back to reality, and I decide to carry on with my plan. At least now I know what I'm dealing with, I understand Iselen's trauma and it'll be easier to take control of the situation. I don't want her to feel sick or trigger another panic attack but it's time to move a step forward in this relationship.

I move fast, kneeling behind her, leaning forward to kiss the back of her neck while she keeps rocking her hips fucking Ruby, I can feel her smiling even if I can't see her face while tangling my fingers in her hair. I have a wonderful view from this position, looking over her shoulder, I can see my sub's gorgeous breasts bouncing up and down while wearing the clamps and her gracile neck when she tilts her head back. Iselen lets out a soft cry when my fingers pull her locks harshly, forcing her to arch her back, and her hips stop when I wrap her neck up with my hand.

"Bluma..." she grumbles out of breath, there's a hint of fear hidden behind her warning and Ruby looks at us with her eyes wide open, lying on the floor, worried.

"What?" I ask calmly. My fingers are still pulling her hair and my hand remains still wrapping her neck but not putting pressure on it, just grazing her skin. My bare breasts touch her back, the skin is silky and warm, she smells heavenly of camomile and calendula and I can't help tilting my head to kiss a spot behind her ear.

"You promised..."

"And I'm keeping my promise, baby. You aren't tied or gagged, I'm not suffocating you or restricting your movements: you can say your safe word out loud and I'll move away, you can elbow me to push me away and get up, walking out of this room whenever you want... Although that would be unfair for poor Ruby. She hasn't come yet... Are you going to leave her like that?"

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 16 ⏰

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