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Jasper and Jade -- her two beautiful subs. They could have been siblings, with their raven black hair, slim throats, and bony shoulders. They had fallen together almost by chance, but now it had been almost a year, and she couldn't imagine her life without them.

Jasper was a total slut. It seemed everything made him hard, and he was always down to fuck or be fucked, no questions asked. Jade was a little more reserved, a little more finicky. She didn't like getting it on in cold rooms, music turned her off more often than not, and she only did anal if it had been negotiated well in advance.

She loved them both the way they were, and in return, they worshiped her. Nothing got her more turned on than having them dressed in leather corsets and stockings, nipple clamps chained to their collars, ready to please their mistress. Jasper, sucking and moaning into the folds of her pussy -- Jade, licking his cock underneath him like a popsicle -- Jade, kissing her on the mouth with a few playful nips -- Jasper, fucking her with a dildo while his own little cock remained nicely caged for later...

As a special treat, sometimes she and Jade would top Jasper together. One woman would take his mouth, the other his ass. He was a sensitive boy, which made everything that much more fun. How they loved pushing him to his physical limit, watching the sweat bead on his forehead, hearing him moan and beg as his fingers knit into the fabric of the bedsheets and his cock strained, dripping pre-cum. Jade had her own sadistic streak and, left to her own devices, Jasper would never get to cum. But she was a kinder mistress, and she liked that moment that they finally pushed Jasper over the edge. Jasper, the fuckboy that he was, played it for all it was worth, arching his back and giving great, lusty groans like he was auditioning for the porn video of his lifetime.

Yes, they were perfect, and they were hers.

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