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wrist, she swept the toy back and forth over his body, beginning at his ankles, working her way along his thighs, over his flat stomach, up the hard wall of his chest, and then, just as unhurriedly, back down again.
    She avoided his cock until she had made the circuit three more times, all the time watching his reaction.
    “I’m not going to permit you to fuck me tonight,” she told him in a controlled voice.
    When he opened his mouth to protest, she reached between his thighs and squeezed his balls. His nostrils flared, and the vein in his neck throbbed, but he remained mute.
    “Tonight you will suck my pussy until I come. If you have done a good job and satisfied me, then I will permit you to enjoy your own climax.”
    He looked as if he’d strangle her if she would only release his bindings, but he merely gave a brief, restricted nod of his head. She knew the low, continued humming of the vibrators on the nipple rings was only heightening everything he felt.
    In another moment she replaced the flogger she’d been using with the special flogger she preferred, one with four short straps that had been stiffened and had cuts in them so, when it struck flesh, it made tiny stings in several places. This was one of Drew’s favorite forms of punishment, the multiple little bites on his skin so erotic to his body she had to take care not to go overboard or it would be nearly impossible for him to hold back his release.
    But she was an expert with this implement, so much so that she had been asked to train other Doms and Dommes in its use. She had a confidence born of long experience. Twisting her wrist, she applied the flogger deftly along his legs, smiling as she saw the pattern of red marks appear on his skin. The oil made them that much more pronounced. Ankle to thigh and back again. Wrist to shoulder and back again. Then repeating, over and over, until Drew was panting, the rush of endorphins pushing him toward a climax.
    Just as suddenly, she stopped and tossed the toy aside. By this time, between the vibrating nipple rings, the bindings, and the floggers, she knew Drew was near his breaking point. She placed herself directly in front of him, leaned close to his face, and put her lips near his ear.
    “Do you want to come, my handsome sub?”
    “Yes, please.” His voice grated. “Please, Mistress.”
    “Me, first,” she told him.
    Pressing a button built into the board, she set a motor to humming, and the board tilted backward so his head was downward at approximately a forty-five degree angle. Placing her hands on her hips, she straddled his head, her stiletto heels giving her the extra height she needed, and placed her cunt directly over his mouth.
    “Through my panties,” she whispered. “Use that very talented tongue of yours, and you will be rewarded.”
    She sensed the vibrations of his body as he strained for self-control, but she knew he would not disappoint her. He had learned early on the punishment for being a disobedient sub.
    Her eyes glued to his face, she watched as he placed his lips on her and ran his rough tongue through her slit, silken fabric and all. She had worn her clit ring tonight, and it bumped against his jaw, setting off tremors in her cunt. Without being instructed, he knew to take it in his teeth and tug on it. The pressure and touch set off a low throbbing in her inner walls, sensations that skittered through her body. He lapped at the new freshet of her liquid and sucked again, sometimes pressing harder, sometimes easing up on the pressure. They’d done this dance before, so he knew exactly what it took to bring her to climax. Not too fast, but not too slow. Just the right tempo. Stroke, stroke, stroke. Up and down the lips of her cunt, rubbing over her now-inflamed clit, biting gently, and pulling that hard bud into his mouth.
    She was so wet she could smell her own scent, but she wanted to prolong this as much as possible. Every muscle in Drew’s entire body was taut, clenched,