"Eyes closed," I whispered in her ear, dipping my fingers in the peppermint oil. "Please don't make me repeat myself again. It makes me awfully cross." I snuck a glance at Ares. He was still sprawled in his seat, lazily stroking his cock. He met my gaze and licked his lips. I felt my knees start to go again, and looked away, quickly. Fixing my attention on Discord was much easier, and didn't make my insides flop like a fish on dry land and my breath stick in my throat. She was staring at me. I didn't have time to figure out the look she was giving me; when she saw she had my attention again, she closed her eyes. Irritating little minx. I blew on her neck, where I'd smeared the oil. She squirmed a little. Good. If she thought THAT tingled… I stroked my peppermint-coated thumb across of her pink little nipples. She whimpered behind her gag. She tried to tilt her body away from me, but the chains didn't give her any slack. Neither would I. I blew across her mint-oiled nipple and she thrashed as much as the chains would let her.

I laid my head on her shoulder. "You'll only hurt your wrists doing that. Those chains look really strong."

She tried to say something from behind her gag. From the rhythm and heat of it, I guessed it was your basic angry abusive commentary.

"Now, that was probably a mistake." I grabbed the oil and coated my hands. "After all, you're pretty much exposed and defenseless right now, aren't you?" I slid an oily hand down her belly, feeling her try to flinch away.

Well fuck, I'd had enough playing around. I clambered onto the broad surface of the rack and crouched between Discord's chained legs.

"Struggle if you wanna," I called out. "You already know it won't do you any good." I slipped my hand between her soft little thighs, spreading her lips, smearing her pussy with the strong peppermint oil. Her hips jerked, hard enough to make the chains binding her clatter. Ripe little fruit indeed… her cunt was as juicy as a split peach. I slipped a finger inside, rolling my thumb over her hard little clit. I wriggled forward, lying on my belly, propped up on my elbows.

"You're so tense. Your legs are practically shaking. What's got you so worried? Afraid I'm gonna do *this*?" I worked the index finger of my other hand into her ass. She sputtered behind her gag. "Or *this*?" I lowered my head to lick and nibble at her clit, sliding another finger into her slick, grasping cunt, wriggling the finger in her ass. The mint oil made my mouth tingle, warm and cool at the same time. She pushed her hips up at me as much as her bonds would allow as I slowly worked as much as I could of my hand inside her.

When she started to buck against my hand, I knew it was time to say, screw finesse, and just started pumping her for all I was worth. She was more worked up than I'd realized; it was hardly any time at all before I felt her spasming around my hand. I her her cry out, shrill and loud. Ares must have removed her gag. I looked up.

He was standing right over me, cock in hand, eyes glazed. Discord was still gasping raggedly when he grabbed me by the hips, shredding the scraps of leather he'd dressed me in, pulling me up to him, slamming me down on his jutting prick. He took a few steps like that, holding me up, before pushing me up against the wall, thrusting into me at a furious pace. I gripped desperately at his shoulders for balance, wrapping my legs around his waist, pushing back against him. I came quickly, panting and gasping, and he didn't last much longer, erupting inside me with a startling roar.

I leaned back, sucking air, staggering to my feet. He stood, regarding me for a moment, then motioned to the stairs.