a shudder went through her as wave after wave of her orgasm overtook her. He watched and began one of his slow smiles.
‘Now, that was deceitful. You did not let me see how much you were enjoying that.’ He shook his head in mock anger. ‘You don’t seem to want to learn. I shall have to think of something new to keep you in check.’
‘I thought I wasn’t allowed to speak. How could I have disobeyed you?’ Her voice was husky with excitement.
‘Tell me how you are feeling. Your every emotion. How does it feel when I do this to you, for example?’
He took one of her breasts in his long fingers and rolled the dark centre of her nipple between one finger and his thumb. It hardened almost unbearably. When he squeezed it, she felt her needs aroused once more.
‘It is wonderful, unbearable, and makes me want you deep inside my body.’
‘Good. Now describe this feeling.’ He picked up his whip and began a slow, persistent beating on her labia. His strokes were gentle, as they had been before, and soon she felt herself reaching a state where molten fire was sweeping through her body. She described it to him as clearly as she could, while her body and mind flowed into a seething cauldron of desire. Speech was almost impossible, but she knew she must try or incur his wrath.
She felt him moving against her studded leather prison and a slight tug on her pubic hair. She made no complaint. Any movement in that particular area was welcome in her present state. Then, joy of joys, she felt a hard finger penetrating the folds of flesh that covered her hard bud. He must have opened a zip, one she had not known was there.
‘You are not describing your sensations,’ he said. ‘Perhaps you prefer me to remove my finger?’
‘No, no, don’t you dare. You are igniting my whole essence of being. Each tiny movement is assuming the most highly significant proportions. Please, don’t even consider stopping.’
‘Do you beg me?’
‘Oh yes, yes. I beg you not to stop.’
‘And what would you most like me to do now?’
‘Plunge your magnificent cock into me. Fill me with you.’
‘Later,’ was his only word.
Chapter Three
He leant down to the exposed opening and fingered it gently. She was almost sobbing with her need and he licked her bud, probing with his tongue to make it harder and harder. She tried to move against her bindings and found the restriction of movement felt tighter and tighter, enhancing even more the desires drenching her body.
‘And now? How does it feel now?’ he asked, ceasing his ministrations.
‘I … I find it difficult to speak. The senses you are stirring within me … It’s completely new to me.’
He smiled and relaxed.
‘You have done well. I think you deserve a little reward.’ He rose from his knees and stood over her. His magnificent prick was long, thick, and ready to drive itself deep into the wet, waiting darkness of her passage. He smiled at her, hesitating for a moment. ‘Something I forgot that might act as yet greater reward.’ He pushed a metal ball between the folds of her labia, placing it accurately, carefully over her clit. She gasped at the hard, cold feel of it.
Why?’ she managed to murmur.
‘You will see. The zip is only a short one. There isn’t much room for me so you might miss out.’ He pulled the leather band down a little and the metal ball pressed hard on its target, sending thrilling waves through her body. Barely had she recovered when she felt his shaft plunge deep inside her. She almost cried out in mingled pain and relief, as his body forced the ball to press harder against her most sensitive place. Each drive of him against her brought fire into every part of her. She tried to move to him, and to follow his frenzied rhythm, but her bonds held fast and she was totally helpless. The leather clothing seemed to tighten as she lay helplessly encased. The only freed parts of her that she could see were her naked breasts, whose points