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enough to feel the sting in her right palm, to see the marks on Amber’s breasts, a defiant red. This brought out the wild beast in Jade, the one who wanted to claw and bite and grind Amber into the ground, the one that liked watching her struggle, feeling her lips pressing against her hand as she then switched to flicking her middle finger against her thumb and then right at the bull’s-eye of each nipple.
    She finally let go, both of them breathing heavily. “Now you’re ready,” Jade said, and Amber gave her another of those almost painful looks, one that seemed to beg her not to put the clamps on while also swearing she’d leave her if she didn’t. Jade took Amber’s now-sore nipples, one at a time, and attached the clamps, pushing the rubber-covered lever just a little bit higher than she knew Amber would have, before taking the metal chain holding them together and shoving it into Amber’s mouth. “Bite down hard, sweetie, because if you let go, I’m out of here.” She slapped her face again, to see what Amber would do. She bit down harder on the chain, breathed in deeply through her nose.
    And then Jade went to work on Amber’s pussy. She hadn’t intended, originally, to go this far in public. They’d been outside long enough that they could, reasonably, be noticed, and Amber was a knockout even when they weren’t doing anything out of the ordinary, drawing catcalls and sometimes a little too much attention. But Jade couldn’t have stopped herself from reaching between her girlfriend’s legs and slipping her fingers inside her if she’d wanted to. Of course Amber wasn’t wearing panties, and of course Amber was wet. Jade looked up, looked at Amber’s eyes—full, wide, riveted on hers, her teeth clamped around the metal chain, her body saying, in a language that needed no words, Take Me . And Jade did, no longer on quite the power trip she’d been on before, but now intent on giving something back.
    She worked her fingers in the familiar ways she’d grown to learn Amber liked, navigating her insides, feeling her press back against her in response. Usually this was when Amber let out a stream of dirty words, or Jade did, or both of them did, but this time, Jade was silent as she pushed three fingers deep into Amber’s pussy, and then four, because she needed to be as far as she could go. She felt a slight twinge in her wrist as she shifted, sinking to her knees so she could peek up Amber’s skirt; the sight of her hand in Amber’s cunt never failed to make her swell with pride. She kept going, not needing to rattle the chain, not needing to slap or hit or hurt Amber any more, because she knew Amber could still feel the glow of the pain, the sweet sting from getting exactly what she wanted. Then Jade couldn’t resist, and pressed her head against Amber for a quick taste of her clit, a quick suck on her engorged bud that had Amber twisting her hips in response.
    That was what did it; that stroke of her tongue had Amber coming hard, coming so she crushed Jade’s hand just the way she liked it. When Jade felt Amber relax, she pulled her hand out, then got out a wet wipe, because she was a top who came prepared. “Let go,” she said, taking the chain from Amber’s teeth with her own, both of them still hungry. She released the clamps slowly, heard Amber’s loud gasp as the blood rushed back into her nipples. Jade untied Amber’s wrists and pulled her clothes back in place. They’d been out there maybe ten minutes, Jade guessed; not long, but enough time to do what she needed to do. Jade took Amber’s hand and led it between her legs. She was packing. She kept it there as they walked home, where it would be Jade’s turn to get exactly what she wanted.

HOUSEWIFE
     
    Gigi Frost
     
     
     
     
     
     
    for Mel
     
    I flip through the hangers, passing over black knit skirts and clingy print dresses, looking for something in cotton that’s not totally wrinkled, and find a pink dress with