Master and Mistress... something in Nadia balked against the idea of either one of them thinking the owned her. Her anger over the thought was evidenced in the way she growled at Carl for suggesting it, the sound inadvertently vibrating through Jamie's slick folds. The disgruntled sound ended abruptly as Carl began to push his way inside her, turning the angry sounding growl into a desperate whimper. She'd had plenty of time to look at him before and she knew he was bigger than average, but he felt massive as he forced his way steadily deeper.<br/><br/>The sensation of being filled so completely distracted her from her task, and as Carl's hips began to move and the delicious friction began to build, she nearly forgot what she was supposed to be doing.<i> “Harder…you won’t hurt me, Pet."</i>Jamie's gasp brought Nadia's attention back to the blonde. She'd called her 'pet' again, and if Nadia was honest, she wasn't entirely sure if she liked it or not, but it did send a shiver down her spine each time Jamie used it. Eager to please, Nadia took the other girl's gentle orders as advice, and began to greedily explore what she offered. Between her encouragement and Carl whispering in her ear, Nadia found herself thoroughly enjoying her first attempt at pleasing another girl. Her nectar was hot on her tongue, a sweet kind of spice that kept her coming back for more. The slippery-soft skin was warm against her lips as Nadia found herself pressing closer to stab her tongue into Jamie's slick slit, suckling to draw out more.<br/><br/>Each time Carl thrust up into her, her face was pressed more firmly between Jamie's thighs. She supposed that aught to bother her... but... it didn't. The little sounds of pleasure from both of them spurred her on in ways nothing else could. If there was one thing that was always true about Nadia, it was that she liked to make other people happy, and the more they enjoyed what was happening, the more excited she became. Carl's continued whispering in her ear did nothing to slow her down. His questions set her cheeks to flaming and set her blood on fire, but with the excuse of pleasuring Jamie, she didn't have to worry about answering him. Of course, as Jamie's lips closed around her clit, Nadia forget his question and let out a small shriek of pleasure. Her hips jerked, and then she whimpered and squirmed as Carl slammed against the back wall of her sex. There was no where else to go, and he couldn't have been more than half way in.<br/><br/>Dear God, it was too much... all of it.. just.. too much. Nadia yelped in mild panic as Carl grabbed Jamie's thigh and the girl's weight shifted. Nadia squirmed, but there was nowhere to go. The petite blonde now lay so close that Nadia could barely breath, her mouth forced tight to the other girl's slit. A feeling of being trapped slowly began to settle in, and Nadia began to writhe and jerk against the ropes as panic threatened. Carl's pent up frustrations began to show as the relatively gentle fucking she had been taking from him quickly became frenzied and demanding. While every thrust of his shaft burying itself inside her was another notch higher, it did nothing to ease the fear starting to choke Nadia.<br/><br/>Carl began to shout that he was going to cum, and then Jamie, too, shrieked in pleasure. For a time, all Nadia could do was hold her breath and stay still. Carl bucked against her in a furious demand while Jamie writhed and bucked against her. She had to shut her eyes tight to keep herself calm. Her body was on sensory overload, tight, shaking, and ready to follow them over the edge... but fear was holding her back. Feeling as if she were trapped, and as if she couldn't breath, was simply causing her mind too much stress to allow her to follow them. All she could so was cling to the ropes and wait.<br/><br/>Slowly, they both came down. Eventually Carl and Jamie both went still, and for a moment, Nadia could breath again. Her lips and tongue were absolutely saturated with liquid heat, and Nadia slowly licked her lips clean, and then began to gradually clean away every trace of Jamie's sweet nectar that she could find. Her tongue traveled over her smooth thighs and over the lips of her sex, spent a little time teasing the tender bud at their peak, and then eventually dove inside to slowly lap up anything she could find. The task was soothing, somehow, and Jamie's muffled moans vibrating up through Nadia's body eased some of the tension out of her.<br/><br/>Even so, she was still trapped between them, and the overwhelming helplessness it caused in her made her want nothing more than to run. Slowly, she began to shake, not from pleasure, but from fear, and Nadia's struggles came back. "Let me go, I can't do this," she begged as she bucked and twisted, her panting from before became sharp, rapid gasps, and she began to hyper ventilate. "Get off me! Untie me! Let me go!" Each shout became louder until she was screaming at them. The whole idea of a safe word vanished as panic finally seized her and Nadia started to thrash as tears filled her eyes. It was just too much, she couldn't take any more. Her instincts were screaming as if she were drowning, and despite the way her slit clenched in desperate need around Carl's shaft, the last thing she need from either of them was another orgasm.<br/><br/>Nadia simply wasn't ready for this kind of play.<br/><br/>It was too much, too soon.