He climbed into the hot tub with me and pulled me into his lap, his hand grabbing one of my breasts, as his mouth captured mine. I was unable to speak as he claimed it, claimed me, his property for the day. I found myself arching against him, wanting to be taken again, all of me claimed, taken, used. I could feel his cock underneath me, rampant once more. I tried to insert him in me, have him fill me again.

"Not yet, Slut. I don't want you too sore when Conor and I claim you together. Just relax for now."

"I need you, Master. I've never needed anything as...