Hypnotic Hannah

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up.” I squeezed his balls.
    Grant’s free hand clamped on my wrist. “You loved it. That’s how I know you’ll give in eventually. You want it all. It might not be with me, but you’ll truly submit.”
    My touch eased on his balls. He released my hand. The more I pushed Grant, the more I realized that this lifestyle, as he called it, had more to do with mind games than sex games. The brain, no doubt, was the most powerful sexual tool. I longed to explore that.
    “What now?” I asked.
    “You’re still submitting?” he replied.
    “For tonight, I’ll continue sampling.” I couldn’t stop now. My body felt used in a way that put all past encounters to shame.
    “Then let’s test your self-control.”
    I groaned inwardly. He was obsessed with testing me. Yet, on one level, I was eager to prove myself.
    “Lie on your back, on the bed.” He patted the leather-covered one.
    I did as instructed. Grant grabbed my hands and wrapped my fingers around the metal bar just beneath my head so my arms were stretched.
    “You don’t let go for any reason, understand?”
    The new familiar thrill of orders shot through me. “Yes.”
    “Yes, what?” He squeezed my hand around the metal bar.
    “Yes, Master,” I replied.
    “Now close your eyes,” he said.
    I obeyed.
    “Keep them closed no matter what.”
    His hands explored my body slowly. Grant took his time trailing fingers over my stomach, arms, and dipping down to the sides of my breasts. When I giggled but kept my eyes closed, I knew I was in for something.
    “Quiet!” He smacked the spot and worked his hands over my tits repeatedly. Squeezing and then pinching. I arched to meet his touch.
    He took his hands away. “Down on the bed.”
    The punishment hurt. I relaxed so my body was flat on the table, hoping for his touch to return.
    His teeth caught my erect nipple and tugged. I fought the urge to open my eyes and watch him play with my flesh. I knew if I did, he’d stop. I gasped as he switched to my other breast, and flicked it with his tongue.
    I held tight to the metal and squeezed my eyelids tight so I didn’t give in. The test had me so wet, I nearly begged to be fucked, but I needed the feel on my tits. My head thrashed from side to side, the only movement I could make besides opening my legs.
    Desperate for relief from the wetness and swelling of my pussy, I hooked my legs under the table and treated those limbs as if they were as fixed in position as my arms.
    “Good girl,” Grant muttered against my breast.
    I hoped he meant it. When two fingers pushed into my core, I knew he did. I pressed my hips down to the table instead of lifting them as I longed to do. But my body stayed pressed to the bed as Grant bit at my nipples and finger-fucked me deep. The first orgasm built fast. I heard myself begging to be fucked. After the third orgasm, I lost count and broke all the rules.
    My hands held his head, my hips lifted, and my eyes watched him as he watched me. Punish me, please , I thought. The release felt so good I didn’t care about the consequences. I had Grant on me, and he was getting me off.
    * * * * *
    My punishment began when Grant abruptly pulled away. I lay on the leather bed, panting and groaning at the loss. Grant paced with his arms folded. He glared at me with disappointment. My pleasure faded fast.
    “I’m sorry, Master.”
    “Clearly you’re not ready to follow rules and allow for the pleasure of others. Still so selfish, Hannah.”
    How could I be selfish when all I wanted was to give him a blowjob and taste his cum? I had a driving need to please him, and he held me at bay. I’d never make a good sex slave; my will to enjoy and follow my own ideas was too strong. “Maybe I’m not meant for this kind of play.”
    His eyes glazed with a flash of anger. “It’s not play. Until you break this habit, you’ll never be ready. Obviously, I’m not the master for you, but I can’t introduce you to people until you’re ready to stick

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