stronger, until you come. You have no choice. Your body will respond even if your brain doesn’t want to follow.”
The next round felt like pinpricks, not unlike the sensations that woke her earlier. The following round was sharper, the stimulation to her breasts sending spikes of need to her pussy where the tiny shocks to her clit and vagina multiplied the feeling.
Her body responded to the stimuli building in intensity, the waves coming faster and closer together. Her heart rate kicked up, and her breathing grew shallow. She tried to fight the natural physical response, tried to reason the impending climax away, but she was on a trip to the peak, and there was nothing she could do to stop it.
But Frank could. As suddenly as the stimulation began, it stopped. Her brain felt as if it had crash-landed. Physical need and reason collided, sending shards of reality like slivers of glass slicing through her overloaded synapses. She screamed her frustration against the gag. She didn’t want to come. She had to come. Now.
“Why do you give yourself to your Master?”
She wasn’t sure she heard the words with her ears or if her brain conjured them up from somewhere. It didn’t matter. Either way, the question wormed its way into her consciousness.
“Why do you give yourself to a man who is merciless with your body?”
The faint stirring of heat began in her breasts again.
“Why do you want to be a slave? Why do you want to give yourself, body and soul, to Master Todd?”
Her body strained for the orgasm so cruelly denied before as the electrical impulses flitted from one part of her body to another, pulsing, teasing, creating a physical need matched with an emotional need she was powerless to control.
An invisible current propelled her closer and closer to the pinnacle. Please. Please. Let me come this time. Please.
The buildup came faster, one wave of stimuli almost on top of the previous one. The climb was swift, stealing oxygen from her brain to keep up with the demands of her other organs.
So close. Oh, damn! She bit down on the gag as her hips rose in response to the strongest jolt yet. Her pussy hurt so good, her thighs quivered with the need to clamp down on the swollen tissue in order to find some relief. Then the sequence began again. Her breasts first, down to her inner thighs. Just then, the sensation she’d experienced before, the mice dancing on her stomach, began again at her navel, sweeping up to one nipple, over to the other, biting at them with sharp teeth.
She writhed against her restraints as need, desire, pain, and pleasure arched through her body from her nipples to her pussy so fast she couldn’t keep up with the sensations. They overwhelmed her brain, her body.
“Come.”
The command echoed through her head, clear and unmistakable in its authority. Current nipped at her clit, nibbled the walls of her vagina.
She came, biting down on the gag and the scream trapped in her brain. Her body convulsing so hard she was grateful for the cuffs keeping her safe. Pain gripped her in an iron fist, demanded she find the pleasure in every involuntary contraction. She wept with the beauty of it, the sheer power her small body held within itself.
“Perfect, girl.” Warm hands stroked her limbs then went to work on her torso. Frank removed the pads from her body then loosened the cuffs. Ankles first, then her wrists. She lay boneless through it all.
“Keep your eyes closed,” he said after he’d removed the headphones and the gag. “I’m going to take the hood off. The lights are low, but you might be disoriented for a while, so best to just keep them closed.”
Wrapped in a blanket, she settled into his lap in the big, overstuffed chair in the corner of the room. How many hours had she spent there in Todd’s arms, loving him, coming down from an incredible sexual experience at his hands?
“You were magnificent, girl.” Frank’s hand smoothed over the crown of her head, over her shoulder
The next round felt like pinpricks, not unlike the sensations that woke her earlier. The following round was sharper, the stimulation to her breasts sending spikes of need to her pussy where the tiny shocks to her clit and vagina multiplied the feeling.
Her body responded to the stimuli building in intensity, the waves coming faster and closer together. Her heart rate kicked up, and her breathing grew shallow. She tried to fight the natural physical response, tried to reason the impending climax away, but she was on a trip to the peak, and there was nothing she could do to stop it.
But Frank could. As suddenly as the stimulation began, it stopped. Her brain felt as if it had crash-landed. Physical need and reason collided, sending shards of reality like slivers of glass slicing through her overloaded synapses. She screamed her frustration against the gag. She didn’t want to come. She had to come. Now.
“Why do you give yourself to your Master?”
She wasn’t sure she heard the words with her ears or if her brain conjured them up from somewhere. It didn’t matter. Either way, the question wormed its way into her consciousness.
“Why do you give yourself to a man who is merciless with your body?”
The faint stirring of heat began in her breasts again.
“Why do you want to be a slave? Why do you want to give yourself, body and soul, to Master Todd?”
Her body strained for the orgasm so cruelly denied before as the electrical impulses flitted from one part of her body to another, pulsing, teasing, creating a physical need matched with an emotional need she was powerless to control.
An invisible current propelled her closer and closer to the pinnacle. Please. Please. Let me come this time. Please.
The buildup came faster, one wave of stimuli almost on top of the previous one. The climb was swift, stealing oxygen from her brain to keep up with the demands of her other organs.
So close. Oh, damn! She bit down on the gag as her hips rose in response to the strongest jolt yet. Her pussy hurt so good, her thighs quivered with the need to clamp down on the swollen tissue in order to find some relief. Then the sequence began again. Her breasts first, down to her inner thighs. Just then, the sensation she’d experienced before, the mice dancing on her stomach, began again at her navel, sweeping up to one nipple, over to the other, biting at them with sharp teeth.
She writhed against her restraints as need, desire, pain, and pleasure arched through her body from her nipples to her pussy so fast she couldn’t keep up with the sensations. They overwhelmed her brain, her body.
“Come.”
The command echoed through her head, clear and unmistakable in its authority. Current nipped at her clit, nibbled the walls of her vagina.
She came, biting down on the gag and the scream trapped in her brain. Her body convulsing so hard she was grateful for the cuffs keeping her safe. Pain gripped her in an iron fist, demanded she find the pleasure in every involuntary contraction. She wept with the beauty of it, the sheer power her small body held within itself.
“Perfect, girl.” Warm hands stroked her limbs then went to work on her torso. Frank removed the pads from her body then loosened the cuffs. Ankles first, then her wrists. She lay boneless through it all.
“Keep your eyes closed,” he said after he’d removed the headphones and the gag. “I’m going to take the hood off. The lights are low, but you might be disoriented for a while, so best to just keep them closed.”
Wrapped in a blanket, she settled into his lap in the big, overstuffed chair in the corner of the room. How many hours had she spent there in Todd’s arms, loving him, coming down from an incredible sexual experience at his hands?
“You were magnificent, girl.” Frank’s hand smoothed over the crown of her head, over her shoulder
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