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the soft and tender flesh inside to
the humid air of his sexual torture chamber. His thumb slid upwards till he
found the engorged bud of her clitoris and slid in greasy circles around it,
pushing it this way and that while his middle finger slid into her virginal
pussy, touching her just where she needed it most and easing the terrible
congestion she felt there with its savage insistence.
    April slammed her head back against
the wall, clenched her eyes shut and screamed. Her orgasm seemed to come
boiling up from the very soles of her feet, shooting sparks along her legs and
her body convulsed in a wracking spasm of release, her hips jerking upwards
towards his punishing fingers in a savage lurching motion. She yanked hard
against the chains as her belly flexed so tight with each wave of savage
trembling joy that she thought she might snap her own bones like twigs.
    The Doctor shoved two fingers up
inside her, stretching her cruelly, but the pain was delicious relief to her
aching emptiness, and she felt her own internal muscles grabbing at him in
return in their selfish orgasmic greed, trying to draw him inside into her
aching emptiness.
    He kissed her then, eager to taste her
pleasure in her breath, and she panted through her nostrils like a wild and
desperate animal, her eyes rolling up sightless into her head as her body convulsed
again and again in waves of furious sexual release.
    When at last the spasms subsided, she
seemed to fall apart, all the strength leaving her limbs like sand from an
hourglass, and like a marionette with the strings suddenly cut, her legs gave
out and she would have fallen had not the Doctor put his strong arm around her
waist and held her up, pressing her body to his as the last twitches and quakes
of her mighty orgasm shot through her body.
    He quickly and quietly unfastened her
wrists and picked her up in his arms as though she were a child. He carried her
to the bed and laid her down upon it, then climbed onto the bed next to her and
pulled the thin blanket over them. He took the trembling girl in his arms and
held her tightly as she sobbed against his shoulder with the overwhelming
relief she felt.
    He knew that soon there would be
questions, reproaches and recriminations as she fought through her shock and
bewilderment to try and understand what had happened to her. But he knew too
that the flood of sexual feelings he had unleashed was just a mere turning of
the tap. This woman’s feelings ran deep, deeper than he had ever seen, and he
almost shuddered as he realized the preciousness of the woman he now held in
his arms, her tears wetting his chest.
    One other thought he had: In a woman
of this ardent a temperament, what other depths of feeling might she be capable
of? He had only toyed with her. What would happen when he unleashed his full
passion upon her, his entire panoply of techniques, the fruits of his years of
laborious research?
    He did not know. His erection throbbed
painfully against her body. He closed his eyes and willed himself to be calm,
buried his face in her sweet smelling hair and held her all the more tightly.

About Elliott Mabeuse
    Dr.
Mabeuse is an award-winning author with four books published by Ellora’s Cave , including Overcoming
Abigail, nominated for a 2005 Cupid and Psyche Award for BDSM from the Romance
Studio and A Game of Dress-Up, winner of a 2006 EcataRomance Critic’s Choice
Award. He’s also published with Renaissance , eXtasy , and makes his debut with Harlequin in May of this year.
     
    Links
to his novels may be found on his webpage and he maintains an open Yahoo group . He
also publishes extensively at Literotica.com ,
where he can often be found hanging around instead of writing.
     
    Write
him at [email protected] . He likes
getting mail and does his best to answer.
     
    Of
his biography, Dr. Mabeuse says: “Everyone connects to the world in some way,
and I seem to connect through sex. I’m drawn to the extreme and the
extraordinary in