Seeing the expression on her face, Devon chuckled low, his voice a dark rumble that cut through the haze. "Jealous, Sophie? Don't worry I'm not done with you yet. Get on your back, spread those legs wide. Helena, cuff her wrists again."

Helena obeyed with a sly, knowing smile, her body still trembling from her orgasm, reaching for the leather cuffs from the nightstand with a graceful stretch that made her heavy breasts sway, the remnants of his cum glistening on her skin like a badge of honor.

She snapped the cuffs around Sophie's wrists with a metallic click that echoed like a promise, securing them to the bedframe above her head, stretching her arms taut, her body arching slightly in a vulnerable curve that lifted her breasts high, her nipples hardening further in the cool air, her hair spilling across the pillow like spilled ink.

With a smile on her face, Sophie's breath hitched, her jealousy morphing into raw, electric anticipation, her pussy clenching at the restraint, fresh arousal glistening on her folds, dripping slowly onto the sheets.

The leather bit into her skin just enough to sting, a delicious reminder of his power, her eyes locking onto his with a mix of defiance and surrender, her lips parting in a soft gasp as she tested the bonds, the slight pull sending a thrill through her pussy.

Devon grabbed the riding crop again, its slim black length, trailing its leather tip down her body with agonizing slowness starting at her collarbone, dipping into the valley between her heaving breasts, circling her hard nipples with featherlight touches that made them pucker even tighter, down her quivering stomach where her muscles tensed under the tease, to her spread thighs where he tapped her inner flesh lightly, the sting building her arousal without mercy.

He paused at her clit, the crop's tip brushing the swollen nub in light, rhythmic taps that made her hips buck involuntarily, her moans starting low and building into desperate whimpers, "Please, Devon… fuck me, fill me… make me yours." He slapped her inner thigh with the crop, the sharp crack resounding like a whip's lash, leaving a red welt that bloomed across her skin, making her yelp, her pussy dripping more profusely, the pain blending seamlessly into pleasure under his expert command, her body writhing against the cuffs, the restraint heightening every sensation.

He positioned himself between her legs, his cock—still hard, veined, and slick nudging her entrance, the thick head parting her folds just enough to tease, but he didn't thrust in yet, drawing out the torment. Instead, he turned to Helena, pulling her into the mix with a commanding grip on her hip, his fingers digging in possessively.

"Straddle her face, Helena let her taste my cum from your pussy while I fuck her senseless. And use this," he added, handing her a small, wireless vibrator from the drawer a curved, pulsating device shaped like a sleek, alien pod with ridges that glowed faintly in the dim light.

Helena's eyes lit up with wicked delight as she activated it, the low hum filling the room, positioning it against Sophie's nipple first, the vibrations sending jolts through her body as Helena lowered her dripping cunt onto Sophie's mouth.

Sophie's tongue darted out immediately, lapping at the creamy mix of Helena's juices and Devon's cum with hungry fervor, her moans muffled as she sucked and licked, her bound hands rattling the frame in frustration and ecstasy. The taste was intoxicating like a forbidden cocktail that made her pussy clench harder, her hips grinding up toward Devon.

Helena ground down with deliberate slowness, her own moans joining the chorus as she dragged the vibrator down Sophie's body, tracing patterns over her stomach, then pressing it against her clit with a twist, the ridges pulsing in unpredictable patterns that made Sophie's body arch like a live wire, her screams vibrating against Helena's vagina, intensifying Helena's pleasure in a feedback loop of shared ecstasy.

Devon watched the scene unfold with a predatory gleam, then he slammed into Sophie without warning, his cock plunging deep into her pussy in one brutal, claiming thrust, stretching her walls wide, filling her completely with a wet, resounding slap that echoed through the room. Her scream was primal, muffled by Helena's cunt but still piercing, her body jolting as waves of intense pleasure ripped through her, her pussy squirting around him in hot gushes, her inner muscles convulsing wildly.

"That's it," he growled, his voice thick with command, his hands gripping her thighs like vices, spreading her wider as he pulled back slowly, letting her feel the drag of every vein along his shaft, then thrusting back in harder, deeper, the bed frame groaning under the force, his balls slapping against her ass in a rhythmic, wet cadence.

The rhythm escalated into something feral, creative in its chaos Devon alternated his thrusts with slaps from the crop on her thighs, the stings syncing with his plunges, heightening her sensations, while Helena rode her face with increasing fervor, the vibrator now pressed between their bodies, buzzing against Sophie's clit and Helena's own as she ground down, creating a shared vibration that made both women tremble.

Devon reached around, his fingers finding Helena's ass, slipping a slick digit inside her alongside the earlier toy's echo, curling to hit her sensitive spots, making her buck harder onto Sophie's tongue, the three of them connected in a web of pleasure, moans blending into a symphony of wild cries Sophie's muffled wails vibrating through Helena, Helena's high-pitched screams fueling Devon's growls, the room alive with the slap of skin, the buzz of the toy, the wet squelch of his cock pounding into Sophie.

In a surge of creativity, Devon uncuffed one of Sophie's hands, only to bind it to Helena's with a spare chain from the drawer, a glowing, flexible restraint that pulsed with low-level vibrations, linking their wrists in a humming bond that sent tingles through their arms with every movement.

He flipped Sophie onto her side, still thrusting deep, now spooning her while Helena faced her, their bound hands pulling them closer, their breasts pressing together, nipples rubbing in electric friction.

Devon reached over Sophie to finger Helena's pussy, three fingers plunging in with a twist, stretching her creatively with a scissoring motion that mimicked his cock's rhythm in Sophie, his thumb flicking her clit like a switch.

The women kissed again, but this time it was more intense, more desperate their lips crashing in a frenzy of tongues and teeth, Sophie biting Helena's lower lip to muffle her own screams as Devon's thrusts grew wilder, his cock curving inside her with each plunge, hitting new angles that made stars burst behind her eyes, Helena's moans pouring into her mouth like liquid fire, their bound hands clutching at each other, the vibrating chain amplifying every tremor.

The pleasure built to a creative crescendo, so intense it felt like a storm of sensations Devon introduced a new toy, a double-ended dildo with internal vibrations and heat settings, sliding one end into Helena's pussy while she ground against Sophie, the other end pressing against Sophie's thigh as Devon fucked her, creating a chain of penetration that linked all three, the heat pulsing like a living thing inside Helena, her moans turning into creative, wordless chants of ecstasy.

Sophie's free hand roamed Devon's body, nails raking his back, while Helena's teased his balls, the overload pushing him closer. "Cum for me both of you," he commanded, his voice a thunderous roar, his thrusts into Sophie becoming erratic, savage, his cock swelling inside her, her pussy clenching in response, her orgasm building like a volcano.

Sophie's climax hit first, explosive and creative in its intensity, her body convulsing like she was electrocuted, her pussy erupting around his cock in a flood of juices that squirted in rhythmic jets, soaking the bed, her screams a muffled wail into Helena's mouth as waves of pleasure shattered through her, her bound hand pulling Helena closer, the vibrating chain sending aftershocks through them both.

Helena followed, her pussy spasming around the toy, her moans joining Sophie's in a harmonious crescendo, her body shaking as her own juices gushed, the shared kiss turning sloppy, desperate, their tongues tangling in a battle of need.

Devon roared, slamming deep one last time, his cock erupting inside Sophie's pussy force, thick, hot jets of cum flooding her in pulsing waves, filling her to overflowing, spilling out in creamy rivers as her walls milked him, the sensation so intense it drew a final, shattering orgasm from her, her body arching in a bow of pure ecstasy. He held himself there, pumping every drop, claiming her fully, the warmth spreading through her like a brand.

The sex finally ended, the women very, very much satisfied, their bodies spent and glowing with a radiant afterglow, collapsing onto him as he lay back, the toys discarded, the cuffs unlocked.

Sophie rested her head on his left chest, Helena on his right, their breaths syncing with his steady heartbeat, their hands roaming his sweat-slicked body fingers tracing the ridges of his abs, the curve of his chest, the line of his thighs, teasing his softening cock with gentle, exploratory strokes, their touches lazy and affectionate, savoring the intimate quiet, the room now filled with a peaceful hum of contentment.

Suddenly, Devon broke the silence, his voice a low rumble. "Are you going to miss me when I'm gone for the exhibit?" A rather shy nod came from both of them, their cheeks flushing a soft pink, their eyes averted as they nuzzled closer, small, bashful smiles playing on their lips, their fingers intertwining over his chest in a silent admission.

He pulled Sophie up first, capturing her lips in a kiss that was a symphony of yearning and passion, starting slow and deliberate, as if savoring every second of their connection, his hand cupping her face with a tenderness that belied his earlier dominance, his fingers brushing her cheek with a softness that made her sigh, her body leaning into him as if drawn by an invisible thread.

His lips brushed hers with featherlight touches at first, teasing, drawing out a soft whimper as he lingered there, tasting the faint salt of her sweat, the sweetness of her breath, before deepening the kiss, his tongue slipping in with languid, swirling strokes that explored every corner of her mouth. His other hand threaded through her hair, fingers tangling gently but firmly, pulling her closer until she melted against him, her moan vibrating into him

The kiss lingered, intense and soul-stirring, building like a crescendo, his lips pressing harder, his tongue dancing with hers in a slow, possessive waltz, their breaths mingling in a rhythm that felt eternal, her hands clutching his shoulders, nails digging in slightly as if anchoring herself to him, reluctant to let go. When he finally pulled back, her lips were swollen, glistening, her hazel eyes hazy with renewed warmth, a soft flush spreading across her cheeks, her breath ragged as she gazed at him with a yearning that mirrored his own.

Then he turned to Helena, kissing her with the same fervent, creative intensity, but with its own unique, longing flavor that felt like a mirror to the first yet distinctly hers. It began with a teasing nip at her lower lip, his teeth grazing the soft flesh just enough to make her gasp, her blue eyes fluttering with a mix of surprise and need, her body arching toward him instinctively. His lips hovered for a moment, brushing hers with maddening lightness, drawing out her anticipation, her breath catching as he lingered, savoring the heat of her mouth, the faint taste of their earlier passion still clinging to her. Then he delved deep, his tongue tangling with hers in a heated, rhythmic battle, a dance of longing that felt both urgent and tender, his fingers tracing the curve of her jaw with a gentle precision, tilting her head for deeper access, angling her just right to claim every inch of her mouth.

The kiss evolved into something almost artistic, with pauses for soft, lingering bites along her lower lip, slow licks that traced the contours of her mouth, drawing soft whimpers from her throat, her hands reaching up to clutch his neck, pulling him closer as if afraid he'd slip away. His other hand slid into her blonde curls, fingers weaving through the tangled strands, tugging gently to elicit a moan, the kiss swelling into a symphony of desire that left her lips swollen, her breath ragged, her body pressing closer, molding to his as if trying to imprint herself on him.

When he pulled back, her lips were flushed, glistening, her blue eyes shimmering with a mix of satisfaction and a deep, unspoken yearning, her chest heaving as she gazed at him, her fingers lingering on his skin, reluctant to break the connection.

Pulling back, he spoke, his tone shifting to business amid the lingering intimacy, a stark contrast to how he had been with them earlier. "I have something I need you to handle before I'm done. I need you to find out everything you can on Professor Julian Croft, the Academic Affairs Lead, and Dr. Isabella Locke, Education Coordinator. Every detail." Devon paused, "And by the time I'm back there should be a new vice chief of staff, I no longer want Gregory around."

Next chapter will be updated first on this website. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

If you find any errors ( broken links, non-standard content, etc.. ), Please let us know < report chapter > so we can fix it as soon as possible.