Master handed me his cuffs, I remain on my knees and wrap them around his ankles and wrists. Since no collar was handed to me, I rise to my feet and approach my Mistress. I gently brush her hair to the side to access the clasp of her collar. I return to my Master and place the collar around his neck. I longingly pat the clasp to make sure it is secure, dragging my nails lightly across his flesh.
Mistress orders us to face each other; and as she locks us together our bodies touch. I settle against his warm hard body; he can definitely feel my wetness now. Our collars are linked; I rub my cheek against his savoring the closeness.
I jump a little as Mistress snaps the belt, I smile once I realize we are to be spanked and I’ll get to watch Masters skin redden. A spanking makes me feel so wonderfully pliant and submissive. When Mistress rubs the belt between our legs the next smack is tinged with my juices. I savor the contrast between the smacks and her soft kisses, drinking in the sight as Mistress soothes Master. I can feel Master growing harder on my thigh and I blush and pant with pleasure.
When Mistress releases us I groan quietly at the loss of contact. I lick my lips and wait to please my Master.