“There you go. Loosen up for me.” His voice was soft and calm, soothing as his finger was replaced with smooth metal. He took his time, the fullness building slowly, my body stretching to accommodate the intrusion. “That’s my good girl. Almost there.”

The plug settled in to sit tightly inside me, and I groaned, my muscles clenched around it to keep it in place. Jason pushed my hands aside as he gripped my ass, inspecting his handiwork.

“God, that looks so sexy,” he said. “How does it feel?”

“So full,” I whispered. “I don’t think I can fit the dildo inside me too.”

“Sure you can,” he chided me gently. “You’re going to have to get used to having both holes stuffed anyway, Jess. You won’t always be taking us one at a time.” The bed creaked as he leaned against it, blue eyes locking me in an icy stare as he tugged my collar to turn my face toward his. “One of these days, Vincent and I are going to take you together. Think of this as practice.”

My eyes must have gone absurdly wide at the suggestion, because his mouth spread into a grin. “Oh, you like that idea, don’t you? I wonder how many times you’d come with both our cocks fucking into you, stretching out these little holes. And speaking of orgasms…” He pulled me upright, holding me tight against his chest as my bell jingled. “I wonder how many of them it takes to make you cry? I guess I’ll have to find out for myself.” His hand traced the neckline of my dress, teasing over my cleavage. “You’re stuck in this?”

I nodded, then gasped in shock when he took the frilly bodice in his grip and ripped. The cloth was thin and tore easily, leaving my breasts laid bare. I wasn’t wearing a bra, and he tugged lightly at my nipple piercings before he carefully began to remove the jewelry.

“Jason…Jason, please…” I wiggled against him as he set aside the jewelry and reached back for those vicious metal nipple clamps. I didn’t know what exactly I was begging for, only that I desperately wanted to. “I’ll be good. I promise I’ll be good…”

“I know,” he said, widening the clamps. “But you like a challenge, don’t you? You’re going to sit at my desk, with your nipples clamped, your ass plugged, and that greedy pussy of yours riding a dildo, and you’re going to try your best to win. You’re not going to let this distract you, are you?” I shook my head, a whimper bursting out of me as he attached the first clamp.

The pinch was so tight, sharply painful, igniting the trail of nerves that seemed to lead straight from my nipples to my clit.