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“This is a heavy-duty vacuum pump, Miss Ortiz.” He picked up two large suction cups attached to the machinery by long, clear tubes. “For your breasts.”

“Holy fuck.” The words slipped out before she could stop them, her body cringing away. It didn’t matter she was also wildly curious about how they would feel—they looked scary, and she didn’t know what to expect.

Master Mitch’s eyes lit up at her reaction, full of happiness and growing arousal. A quick glance at the front of his pants confirmed he was already getting hard again, just at the idea of torturing her with the vacuum.

All tied up and unable to escape, there was nothing Domi could do but squirm as Mitch carefully placed the large suction cups over her breasts.

“Hold still, Miss Ortiz, or I may not be able to place these correctly,” he said sternly. Body throbbing, apprehension growing, Domi bit her lower lip and forced herself to remain still. Apparently satisfied with the placement, Mitch held them in place with one hand—his thumb on one, fingers on the others—and reached back to flick on the machine.

Domi gasped at the sensation, the tingling pull as the suction cups latched on to her sensitive flesh. It didn’t hurt and wasn’t a very strong pull, but she could see how it could get there.

“There are smaller suction cups for just nipples,” Master Mitch said conversationally. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see him sliding something on the machine, and the suction increased, making her arch her back in reaction. “I’ve ordered some for us to try sometime.”

Imagining that kind of localized suction made Domi squirm, but this time, Mitch didn’t scold her. He didn’t need to. The cups firmly latched onto her breasts, pulling them into the cups and making them look bigger. Her nipples stretched higher, being pulled along with everything else.

It felt odd but incredibly good.

“Oh!” She threw her head back against the table when Mitch made another adjustment, increasing the suction. Now it was beginning to hurt, in a good way, her breasts throbbing and pulsing in the cups, feeling swollen and tight. They looked even bigger, and the sensation left her panting and her pussy creaming.

“Good girl, Miss Ortiz.” Master Mitch smiled, moving away and leaving her with her breasts suctioned into the cups, body quivering with need. “Now, we’ll see how that goes while I examine the rest of you.”

Chapter Seventeen

Mitch

From the way Domi’s juices were dripping down into the crack of her ass onto the paper on the table beneath her, it was clear she was intensely aroused. She wasn’t the only one. It didn’t matter that he’d already had a blowjob. As he predicted, his cock was hard and ready to sink into her all over again. Going to the counter, he quickly pulled on a pair of medical gloves and grabbed a bottle of lube before returning to his panting, squirming beauty.

Her breasts looked even larger and were tinged with pink, slowly getting darker, nipples more swollen than ever.

“Master Mitch… I mean, Doctor… is that supposed to be happening?” She eyed her breasts a little worriedly, and Mitch chuckled.

“Absolutely. Don’t worry, Miss Ortiz, you’re in good hands.” He waggled his fingers at her before pouring lube over them. Too far gone to giggle, Domi looked at him with lust-filled eyes, eager and waiting for his next move.

Standing between her splayed legs, Mitch appreciated the pretty sight she made. When he did take the suction off her breasts, they were going to be more sensitive than ever, and he would enjoy turning her over and pressing her weight down onto them.

First things first, though.

Pressing two well-lubed fingers against her pussy, he easily gained entrance. He probably hadn’t needed the lube, but since he planned on stretching her out a little, he’d wanted to be extra careful.

Moaning, Domi’s hips lifted, and her head thrashed back and forth.

“Please,” she begged, the heartfelt plea going straight to his cock.

“More?” he asked, pulling his fingers out, so he had room to add a third before pushing back in. She moaned again as he pumped all three fingers into her tightly grasping pussy, easily feeling the heat and clench of her muscles around the digits through the gloves. “Don’t worry, Miss Ortiz, I plan on stretching you out a bit.”

Her eyes widened as he pulled his fingers away again and began to push four back into her, a much tighter fit. He had to work a little while Domi gasped and tugged on her restraints, squirming away from him rather than toward him.

“Mitch!”

“Don’t worry, sweetheart, I’m not going to fist you… tonight.” She squeaked, but her pussy clenched around him, quivering in reaction to the threat. Promise. It was both. He would love to fist her, but they’d need to work up to that. For tonight…

He pushed his fingers in deeper, up to the knuckles as she thrashed against her restraints. The fingers on his other hand were already slick as he pressed one up against her ass.

“Fuck! Master Mitch—Doctor—that isn’t going to fit.”

“It will, Domi Darling. It will.” He pushed against her tiny pucker, ignoring the resistance, watching the pain and pleasure play out across Domi’s face as her ass was invaded. “Did you wonder what it might be like to be Jessica tonight? One cock in her pussy, one in her ass? Well, now you have a bit of an idea.”

Domi

Heat and shame flushed over her.

She had wondered. Had imagined. Even though she’d told Mitch he was more than enough—he was—but, of course, she’d wondered. What woman wouldn’t?

The fingers in her pussy pulled out, not all the way, but enough, so Mitch had space to push two fingers into her ass. The tiny hole stretched, burning in a similar manner to the way her pussy was. The sensation of being completely filled was overwhelming, an exquisite agony that left her feeling breathless, as if