“You are such a pompous ass sometimes.” Jamie whispered back after Carl told her to make Nadia work for it. ‘Carl is the best master’?! The little blonde rolled her eyes. The ‘best master’ could go suck a whole bag of dildos. That’s right: the WHOLE bag! No way were those words ever going to come out of her mouth. It was too…demeaning for her? Gave the boy too much power? She didn’t know quite what her problem with the statement was…but Jamie was all set to make sure those words never passed her lips. She rather be teased, kept horny, and not allowed to cum for the next 6 months than say that! Nadia was right: maybe he should try to set his sights a little lower for this first time around.<br/><br/>The blonde didn’t put up much of a fight as Carl and Nadia tied her down; knowing if she did she’d probably just get stuck into some horribly uncomfortable position…well at least a position that was -more- uncomfortable than what she was in now. As Nadia bent her knees back towards her chest and then out, she couldn’t help but squirm a little bit. Jamie was a flexible girl, but didn’t know how long she could possibly stay in this totally splayed out position before her hip or groin cramped up. She tried to relax, and let the weight of her legs be held by the ropes. It was such an odd feeling to not be able to move...<br/><br/><i>Relax...just trust them.</i>Yeah, trust a strange redhead and a drama club boy she didn't really talk to all that often. Great.<br/><br/>In her mind’s eye, she tried to picture the view that both of them had of her. And of course, the image she came up with made her visibly cringe. –Everything- about her was so prominently on display. Her bright pink folds and swollen outer lips, the slightly engorged nub of her clit. Gah! And even the puckered ring of muscle of her rear was totally exposed!!!<i>Fucking…damnit…</i><br/><br/>A gust of cold air as the door opened came in and hit her glistening sex, rapidly cooling her off and making this whole situation about fifty times worse. Nothing destroyed a sex drive or made her squirm uncomfortably quite like cold air. Now she couldn’t even get lost in a pleasant, warm and lusty daze while Carl and Nadia examined her like a piece of meat. Jamie shivered just a little bit, closing her eyes and trying to focus on anything other than her pink nipples that had grown achingly puffy and hard, and the feeling of two sets of eyes on her. As Nadia began to trace little designs along the flat plane of her stomach, Jamie arched her back up slightly into her warm hand. Her mind relaxed, if only a tiny bit...she did like to be pet after all. Though when Nadia switched from the pleasant little doodling of her fingertips and nails, to the sharp pinch of pain to one of Jamie's poor nipples, the blonde hissed and bucked her hips against the bindings.<br/><br/>“Wait…huh?” This was like…some sort of trap. It had to be! She couldn’t help but feel like if she picked one, then other would punish her. Besides, they both had their benefits and drawbacks. Nadia of course, was the gender that Jamie vastly preferred…but the girl was a Sub at heart and Jamie was unsure if she had what it took to break the blonde’s stubborn streak. Carl seemed like he’d be the better Dom…but he had this horrible physical condition where he had a penis.<br/><br/><i>Er...should I be perfectly honest?</i><br/><br/>“I can’t pick either of you because I don’t think either one of you could get me to call you Master or Mistress.”