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She leans over and begins nibbling his ear softly, her arms wrapping gently around him as they approached the car.
 
As we walked up to the car Grimm and Sarah were waiting. I looked at them then at you. I smiled apologetically and walked over to them. "Guys can we get a few minutes alone?" I ask them. Sarah nods and they walk away. I turn to you and smile. "Now. Where were we?"
 
Blushing she hugs him tightly kissing all over his neck, her arms binding his torso gently. "Right about here." She whispered in his ear timidly.
 
I smiled and kissed your head gently. "Can I have a taste of those breasts?" I ask softly.
 
She would pull his head close and blush softly. "Make it quick...." She eased her soft breasts from her blouse.
 
I grin and lick the nipple of the breast that was peaking out. Then I suck on it lightly for a only a minute or two before gently tucking it back in your shirt. Just in time for Grimm and Sarah to walk up to us. Sarah smiled and kissed your forehead again before kneeling in front of me.

"As my owner has lost you are my master for one hour." She says softly. Her necklace revealing the sickle of Grimm slipped out of her shirt and dangled in the air.

"I understand." I turn to Grimm "As winner of the combat and as a fair sport I promise not to do an physical harm to your wife. As a sign of this promise you may keep my star ball until her safe return." I pull a necklace of my neck holding a single pearl that was so perfect it shone in the sun. Almost as if it housed a soul. I handed it to Grim and opened the door of my car to both you and Sarah.
 
She climbed in quietly, her soft eyes studying the femme. Her face grew hot when she realized she was staring. It was hard not to, she was beautiful, far more so than herself.
She then turned her gaze to her master and bit her lip pitying him slightly. She wondered how lovely the others he had brought here were... She couldn't help but feel a slight pang of regret, for he only had her, when she knew he needed someone better, someone like Sarah.
 
Sarah knew you were staring and it made her smile slightly. She knew you were gauging yourself against her, she wasn't to happy about this fact, but it didn't matter. She knew Ryan.

"This will be a first for you won't it?" Sarah said to Ryan.

"Not being a sidelines fighter?" I asked "Yeah. Well it is the first time I've had a pet for my bounty."

"Didn't I offer to be yours at one point?" Sarah asked sweetly.

I turned to her and reached over, taking her necklace in hand. "You know as well as I do that you could never be a pet. You and Grimm Just barely manage and I doubt your the submissive one in bed." I look at you and smile. "No. You can't top my pet. You can't beat My Emory."

Sarah nodded and smiled. She knew Ryan and knew he was more in love with this girl then even she might realize.
 
She allowed her face to flush, and as if Sarah had read her mind she engaged a.conversation that answered her questions. She glanced over at Ryan, biting her lip softly. Uncertain as what to say, so she sat there in silence, her green eyes studied her crimson nails, left from the funeral.
She had loved him, but after having Ryan, she realized that her past marriage was abusive. Not just in the sexual way, bit emotionally and physically. She had been trapped under her late husband's grasp. Locked away in that tiny run down place. She kept it as clean as she could for him... attempted to please him best she could. But as soon as the pleasure was over, he never spoke to her. He never held her.

She felt a burning in her eyes, and began to chip away at the red paint. Attempting to remove the presence of her ex. Attempting to forget, and move on without fear... Without regret.
 
I could hear the skipping pain and smiled slightly. Maybe she had some plan of some kind. I felt my pulse thumping. I had two girls in one car. I was asking for a problem, but in this sense I didn't mind.

Emory was my pet and no matter how hard Sarah could try that would never change.

"Who wants to go shopping?" I ask smiling.
 
Not being big on shopping she studied him and smiled warmly, her shoulders rose and lowered gently. "I don't care." She turned and looked at the other woman. "You?"
She smiled timidly, at her and waited on her reply.
 
Sarah also shrugs. "I have no right to decide what to do, but I would like to go dress shopping." She says smiling quietly.
 
She then turned softly and looked at her master. "She'd like to go." Her voice soft, not counting in her own opinion because in all honesty it didn't matter.
 
"Of course she does, but I get the feeling you wouldn't like some of the shops that she would take us to." I say as we drive towards a mall.

Sarah grinned sheepishly and put an arm around you. "Listen love. You want to really get him going? Where some leather." She said her hand lightly brushing your Breast.

I look in the mirror at her and raise an eyebrow. The look in my eye telling her to go no further.
 
A blush rises on her cheek and she leans back into her arm, turning to him she grins deviously. "And why do you assume that?" Her voice delicately taunting. "You haven't seen all my toys, how can you be so sure I don't already own leather?"
She grinned broadly and slipped her hand over his thigh, and she enjoyed the warmth of Sarah's arm, she paying no mind to the subtle brush of her breast.
 
Sarah either ignored or didn't catch my look. "Emory. You have a very nice bust." She says her hand shaking under one breast and lifting it a bit, gently squeezing.

"Sarah...." I say in a warning tone, but deciding to see what your reaction would be I let Sarah continue.

"I bet you get all the guys." She says squeezing again.
 
Blushing at the touch she stifles a whimper and feels her over sensitive nipple harden, praying she or he doesnt notice she replies softly, honestly. "Actually, I'm a lot bigger than most guys want. So Ryan is basically it." The last sentence wasn't all true. She did her best to hide the fact she had a husband and hoped Ryan wouldn't bring it up.

Looking down at her own breasts she sighed softly, "I wish they were a tad larger."
 
Sarah ignored me and smiled. "Sensitive to." she says observing your slightly testing dress. "How sensitive?" She asks sliding her thumb over the small tent and lightly rubbing it.

I had given up and focused on the road. "It was obvious that the usually dominant Sarah wouldn't listen to me.

"Ryan can't be the only one." Sarah mumbled "Your too comfortable with your role. Who came before him? Anyone I might know?" Sarah asked lightly pinching the erect nipple.
 
Emory gasped, shifting in her seat. Her eyes closed for a moment and a tiny whimper escaped her. She looked at her master and wondered why he was allowing this.
"A late husband I'd rather not speak of." Her voice a gentle sound. Sarah was so good, it gave Emory goosebumps and it took all she had not to moan.
 
Sarah nodded slowly and glanced at me. It was pretty obvious I had assumed something like that and the confirmation, plus the things you knew and the way you acted almost put the story together for me, but in the end I could care less.

Sarah smiled and looked at you almost lustful. "I haven't played with a girl in years." She said softly. Her fingers again pinch your nipple. her other hand slowly sliding down your belly ever closer to your womanhood. "I want to have fun." She says softly as her hand slides down and slowly rubs you through your dress.

I let out a sigh and do my best not to watch, but I couldn't help but look over every now and then. Sarah looked at me and giggled. "Somebody's pretty hard." She said grinning.

"Sarah. This is why I didn't want you. Your my pet and I still can't make you stop." I say.

"Oh but she loves it. Don't you dear?" When she says this she uses her finger to pushed into your sex. Making your clothes push in as well. "and its obvious you love it." She says indicating my hardon.
 
"A-actually." She stammered softly. "I'm becoming awkwardly uncomfortable. S-so please." She begged softly reaching over for Ryan for support. Her soft eyes flickering as a timid groan left her from Sarah's touches. She clamped down on her bottom lip and held her breath before speaking again.

"Under other c-circumstances..." She started just wanting the pleasure being forced upon her to both stop, and continue. Her face blushed red as a slight embarrassment took over her. "Please..."
 
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Sarah giggled and kissed your cheek. "Your Kit's pet. I'll get you another time." She said winking. I shook my head and pulled into a parking space.

"Shopping again I guess."
 
Carefully she climbed from the car and waited for her master and Sarah. Silently she wondered what would happen is they became friends. Emory couldn't help but be curious, if she wasn't the sub did she still perform for her mate. Would she... want to help her perform for Ryan?

Emory simply waited still, her mind reeling.
 
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