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own clothes, tossing them into a pile on the floor. He guided her to a tall chair with a padded seat and lifted her into it.
“You will give me your orgasms, Vivienne.” His steely look turned her on. “You will come when I command it, and not before.”
Vivienne wanted nothing more. While away, they’d practiced a technique of orgasm control. Jacob disallowed her pleasure unless he ordered it. The idea was exciting, and the experience even more so.
He told her that she would be able to come on command, although she wasn’t certain she had that ability. But the more Jacob had controlled her pleasure, the more she thought it was possible. After she was seated, with her feet on the ledge underneath, Jacob tied her ankles to the wooden legs.
Then he put her arms by her sides and tied them to the back of the chair. When she was secured, Jacob stood back to look at her. His gorgeous cock was swollen with arousal, and she wanted to put her mouth on him.
But that was not the plan. Jacob was in control, and she had only to obey. He went to a drawer to retrieve a pair of nipple clamps. Vivienne had worn them before; still, a tingle went through her. “I’m going to adjust these a bit tighter than usual. You are to let me know if it’s too much.”
Jacob sucked on her nipples, making them erect. His hot mouth felt so good; it was soothing. Then he put on one of the clamps. A sharp pain shot through her body, but Vivienne didn’t voice any complaint. “Okay?” he said, and she nodded.
Then he put on the other clamp. The initial pain blended into a dull ache, a pleasant pain that made her clit hard. Jacob looked into her eyes. “You are mine, Vivienne…your pain…your pleasure…all mine.”
Vivienne licked her dry lips, but didn’t say anything. The look in Jacob’s eyes was commanding, thus subduing her without words. She wanted to serve him, and the prospect of doing so flooded her with pride.
Jacob stood close, then wrapped his hand around her throat. The aggressive gesture sent heat straight to her core, and put her into a submissive state of mind. She cast her eyes down, so as not to challenge his dominance.
The ropes held Vivienne tight, and the nipple clamps taunted her. With Jacob’s hand on her neck, she nearly came without permission. That wouldn’t have been good, and she struggled to remember how she’d learned to control her responses.
There had been times when she had been so close to climaxing that she had nearly come apart. But Jacob had forbidden it, which had been a thrill, though an unexpected one. The power exchange was such that he controlled her, right down to her physical reactions.
If he had denied her the pleasure of orgasm, Vivienne had held back, and to her amazement, doing so had been an indescribable pleasure. She had done so for Jacob, because he had asked her to. Yet when he had allowed her to orgasm, it had been all the more intense.
Jacob raked his palms down her arms and along her thighs, a show of his possessiveness. She didn’t look directly at him, but couldn’t help glancing at his blood-engorged cock. He was the sexiest man alive. She panted softly to keep pace with the scene.
Cupping her breasts, Jacob looked at the nipple clamps. “Do they hurt you?”
“Just a little, sir.”
“Shall I loosen them?”
That was a question that offered her a choice, so she was honest. “No, sir. I prefer to hurt…for you.”
Jacob leaned down and kissed the tips of her nipples, squeezed tight by the clamps. He flicked his tongue over them several times and sensation swamped her. Vivienne closed her eyes for a second to regain her composure.
If Jacob continued to fondle her nipples, clamped as they were, Vivienne feared she might come from that alone. She opened to the feelings his ministrations created, letting the pain and pleasure flow through her, accepting it. By not resisting, she was able to maintain some restraint. It was a practiced skill, and she’d gotten
“You will give me your orgasms, Vivienne.” His steely look turned her on. “You will come when I command it, and not before.”
Vivienne wanted nothing more. While away, they’d practiced a technique of orgasm control. Jacob disallowed her pleasure unless he ordered it. The idea was exciting, and the experience even more so.
He told her that she would be able to come on command, although she wasn’t certain she had that ability. But the more Jacob had controlled her pleasure, the more she thought it was possible. After she was seated, with her feet on the ledge underneath, Jacob tied her ankles to the wooden legs.
Then he put her arms by her sides and tied them to the back of the chair. When she was secured, Jacob stood back to look at her. His gorgeous cock was swollen with arousal, and she wanted to put her mouth on him.
But that was not the plan. Jacob was in control, and she had only to obey. He went to a drawer to retrieve a pair of nipple clamps. Vivienne had worn them before; still, a tingle went through her. “I’m going to adjust these a bit tighter than usual. You are to let me know if it’s too much.”
Jacob sucked on her nipples, making them erect. His hot mouth felt so good; it was soothing. Then he put on one of the clamps. A sharp pain shot through her body, but Vivienne didn’t voice any complaint. “Okay?” he said, and she nodded.
Then he put on the other clamp. The initial pain blended into a dull ache, a pleasant pain that made her clit hard. Jacob looked into her eyes. “You are mine, Vivienne…your pain…your pleasure…all mine.”
Vivienne licked her dry lips, but didn’t say anything. The look in Jacob’s eyes was commanding, thus subduing her without words. She wanted to serve him, and the prospect of doing so flooded her with pride.
Jacob stood close, then wrapped his hand around her throat. The aggressive gesture sent heat straight to her core, and put her into a submissive state of mind. She cast her eyes down, so as not to challenge his dominance.
The ropes held Vivienne tight, and the nipple clamps taunted her. With Jacob’s hand on her neck, she nearly came without permission. That wouldn’t have been good, and she struggled to remember how she’d learned to control her responses.
There had been times when she had been so close to climaxing that she had nearly come apart. But Jacob had forbidden it, which had been a thrill, though an unexpected one. The power exchange was such that he controlled her, right down to her physical reactions.
If he had denied her the pleasure of orgasm, Vivienne had held back, and to her amazement, doing so had been an indescribable pleasure. She had done so for Jacob, because he had asked her to. Yet when he had allowed her to orgasm, it had been all the more intense.
Jacob raked his palms down her arms and along her thighs, a show of his possessiveness. She didn’t look directly at him, but couldn’t help glancing at his blood-engorged cock. He was the sexiest man alive. She panted softly to keep pace with the scene.
Cupping her breasts, Jacob looked at the nipple clamps. “Do they hurt you?”
“Just a little, sir.”
“Shall I loosen them?”
That was a question that offered her a choice, so she was honest. “No, sir. I prefer to hurt…for you.”
Jacob leaned down and kissed the tips of her nipples, squeezed tight by the clamps. He flicked his tongue over them several times and sensation swamped her. Vivienne closed her eyes for a second to regain her composure.
If Jacob continued to fondle her nipples, clamped as they were, Vivienne feared she might come from that alone. She opened to the feelings his ministrations created, letting the pain and pleasure flow through her, accepting it. By not resisting, she was able to maintain some restraint. It was a practiced skill, and she’d gotten
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