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or whatever she was applying. She slid an ice cube into her mouth to distract herself from the power of the display of Margot's sexual prowess.
Marta's squeals eventually calmed to gasps and whispers of affection, and Jasmin heard Margot's low, raspy chuckle as she evidently cradled the
satisfied young woman in her arms. Then there was some shifting around to accommodate the Captain's desires.
Mmmmmm, oh yes, baby, do me, Margot whispered huskily. This was followed by a slow, regular pounding as Margot responded to Marta's
ministrations, whatever they were exactly not being an issue. The vibrations were so tantalizingly strong and regular that Jasmin was sure that, were she
able to get her clit directly against the wall, she would come. It was like being spooned with Margot, except there was the wall between them. She could
close her eyes and pretend the wall wasn't there. Almost.
With each movement, Margot gasped or moaned luxuriously, hungrily, letting both of her lovers know how good she felt and how satisfying this experience
was for her. Yes, oooohhhh, she sighed. Sometimes it was a little yip of pleasure, sometimes a deep groan. Regardless, they all had their effect on
Jasmin, who listened obediently next door.
Then Margot's movements began in earnest and Jasmin was swept along with her, grunting with her own hunger as her Captain approached climax.
Margot ... yes ... mmm ... go for it, she mouthed all but inaudibly. Each thump or bump produced an echoing throb in Jasmin's clit, and she chewed her lip
and sucked her ice cubes as she struggled to control herself. Margot had said she could stop for a minute if there was any danger of an unauthorized
orgasm, but if she did that, she wouldn't feel Margot come, and she wanted to. She wanted it very badly.
Suddenly Margot burst into screams of pleasure. Oh, my God! Yes! Yes! Yes! she cried, and through the wall Jasmin experienced the thrusts and
trembling that accompanied Margot's ecstasy. She gasped aloud at the nearness of it, and she didn't care if Margot heard her. In a perverse way, she
hoped she did, so that Margot would remember her and feel something for her in her deprived situation. She tightened her thigh muscles and thrust
herself hard against the wall so she could feel everything. Everything!
Finally Margot seemed to be sated. Their voices dropped to low murmurs and sighs, and then silence. They must be cuddling, Jasmin thought wistfully.
She thought about that, just cocooning together in Margot's big, warm bed. Of course her own bed was plenty hot enough, but the cause was entirely
different. She moaned softly and held herself against the wall as the directive required, because Marta was still in there. Her departure would be just as
audible as everything else.
Jasmin's clit throbbed deliciously. She closed her eyes and allowed herself to imagine Margot's touch. She knew she shouldn't, it was much too far in the
future, but it was all she could think about. The thoughts alone made her feel as if her clit was swelling again. She knew that if she touched herself, even a
little, she could never make herself stop. And since she had promised not to, and Margot could burst through the door at any moment, she was afraid to
indulge her need. It was supposed to build. For Margot.
Movement next door roused her from her musings. Evidently Marta was about to leave. She heard the door open, a few words were exchanged in the hall,
and then the door closed again. She reached for her timer, set it for five minutes, and put her lips to the wall again, thinking, as she was required to do,
about pleasing Margot, and about how Margot had just been pleased. It seemed as if she had come three or four times...
Her door opened suddenly, and she turned to look.
As you were, sailor! Margot commanded.
Quickly Jasmin returned her lips to the wall, trembling. She knew she had done everything correctly. She heard Margot stop behind her, obviously
inspecting. Timer, Margot noted. She leaned over Jasmin without touching her, checking her position. Lips, tits, thighs. Very good, sailor."
Margot leaned in closer, and pussy juice spurted from between Jasmin's legs. She gasped.
A pillow, I see. Well, I suppose that helps, and I didn't tell you not to, but my, my, aren't you wet?
Yes, ma'am, Jasmin moaned.
Let me check your pussy, Margot said.
Jasmin felt air against her back as the row of pillows behind her was removed, and then Margot's silky skin as she slid in, replacing them. Expert fingers
peeled her underpants down her legs, the pillow between her knees was yanked out and her legs were free. Wetness slid down her thighs, coating them.
She moaned in anguished frustration.
Ca-Captain, please ... please don't tease me, she moaned. I don't have that kind of control."
But Margot's fingers had already found their way to her hot, clenching clit. You don't want to come? she purred, seductively.
It's ... not ... my ... turn, Jasmin grunted through gritted teeth.
I said you could only come to my quarters every other Sunday, correct? Margot breathed in her ear.
Yes, Captain! Jasmin moaned, her clit now nestled in Margot's hand.
Did I say I wouldn't come to you? she murmured.
No, Captain, Jasmin panted.
Did I say you had to wait two weeks to come? Margot continued. Her thumb now brushed the engorged knob of flesh.
Jasmin bit her lip. N-no, but..."
I think you made some very rash assumptions, sailor. The rules I gave you apply to you, not to me, Margot said, tonguing her captive's ear.
I'm sorry, Captain, Jasmin whimpered, her voice very small indeed. She clung to the wall with every ounce of strength she had left.
You should be. When I order you to come, you will."
Yes, Captain. I promise, Jasmin gasped.
Slowly, now. Let it build. Come on my command, no sooner."
Aye, Captain. Yes, ma'am. Jasmin was almost swooning with relief.
Did you like hearing me come, sailor? Margot whispered.
Yes, Captain. Oh, yes! Jasmin sighed, her hips beginning to grind to Margot's rhythm.
Did you feel my ecstasy, sailor? Did you want me to come hard?"
Mmmm ... ah ... you know I love to feel you come, Jasmin moaned.
Did you listen when I came at noon today? Margot persisted.
Ahhh ... yesssss... Jasmin hissed. Listening at noon was optional, but she had been there.
Did you touch yourself?"
I played with my nipples, Captain, Jasmin acknowledged, pushing back into her.
Keep those tits and thighs against that wall, sailor! Margot snapped, removing her hand.
Jasmin jerked herself forward to obey. Yes, ma'am."
Margot waited a moment, then slid her hand back in. Jasmin moaned her thanks.
Do you know how much more I enjoy coming, knowing you can hear everything? Margot inquired sweetly.
Mmmmm ... I'm glad you do, Captain, Jasmin whispered.
In fact, all I really think of is you. You going down on me, you sucking my tits, your tongue in my anus. Nothing but you."
It could always be me, offered Jasmin brightly.
Oh, no. I have obligations, and if it was always you, we wouldn't have this, Margot replied, squeezing.
Nnnnnggghhhh! Oh! Captain! Jasmin squawked, her fists clenching.
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