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"That’s not fair," Ethan complained "I can’t move at all"

"He canher in"

When Reagan strutted into the rooel in white and pink leather White, high-heeled boots that laced up the front hugged her calves but stopped just below her knee The short, pink skirt she wore didn’t cover the cheeks of her ass, and the white corset pressed her tits up and together She earing hot pink lipstick and her eyelashes were thick and heavy Trey didn’t think he’d ever seen her wear lipstick before She looked fking hot, but it was the confidence in her stride that made his heart pump out of control

"Damn, baby," Ethan ie said

"Daan cocked an eyebrow at him "Did I say you could speak?"

Trey watched Ethan in theIt was obvious froa him squirm

"Well, no, but--"

Reagan sainst her boot with a loud crack "Then don’t speak"

"Mistress?" Trey asked, ducking his head respectively

"Yes, Trey"

"May I say that you look fking hot, Mistress?"

She s the s hot, Mistress"

"I agree," Ethan said "Are you going to hit an’s eyes widened and she looked to Aggie for direction

"He’s ie asked

"No?" Reagan asked hesitantly

"Fuck no," Aggie said "Trey is being well-behaved You should reward hiie winked at Trey and an needed an strode to stand before Trey She drew the end of her riding crop down the center of his chest and used it to flick his nipple piercing Trey’s belly tightened and his eyes drifted closed

"Aggie said I didn’t have to hit you if I didn’t want to," she whispered

Good, because Trey wasn’t too fond of being hit

"Do you want to, Mistress?" Trey asked

She shook her head and leaned close to whisper in his ear "I want to rub et away"

"That’s not playing by the rules, Mistress," he whispered