"Good pet," Eric whispered in Dahlia's ear as he attached the leash to a wall ring, "Kneel here with your legs spread for me.  You'll get your turn next . . . think about which hole you'd like Master to cum in, I may grant your desire."  He held close enough that his breath tickled her ear, and only she could hear him.<br/><br/>Then he turned his attention back to Laura.<br/><br/>Climbing on the bed, he stradded the bound woman's ribs.  His erect flesh reached over her body, the tip stopping just shy of her nose and a few inches above.  Eric smiled down as he pulled the top of Laura's borrowed dress down to exposed her breasts.  "You've been good so far, Bond-Pet," he crooned as his fingers worked the straining fabric down, "Do you want Master to fuck you?  Do you want Master's cock filling your cunt?"  As he spoke, he brushed the tips of his fingers over her breasts, simply feeling the soft skin for the moment.