what he said. That was
three, she realized. The rope surround, the mean crop and then orgasm denial.
Those were all horrible punishments.
“Eyes on me unless I blindfold you or tell you otherwise. I
want to hear you, Jenna.”
“What do you mean?”
He didn’t answer her, just removed the new ear plugs from
the package in his pocket and slipped them in her ears.
Silence.
It greeted her like disappointment. It snuck up on an
unsuspecting victim but once it was there, it permeated everything.
Air flowing in and out of her nose and mouth were her only
companions.
The lack of any other sound disoriented her, throwing off
her ability to stay removed from what he did to her. How he affected her,
simply by kneeling in front of her.
He tucked the cups of her bra below her full breasts,
plumping them up to perch on top. He sucked them into his mouth. She moaned,
trying to stifle it because she didn’t know how loud she was being.
His lips were moving when she finally focused on his mouth.
Most of what he said she couldn’t follow but he said pretty and she got
that one.
Her double Ds were big for her slender frame but she loved
them. They’d always made her feel feminine. Guys seemed to like them too and
apparently Nick wasn’t immune.
The color of her areolas morphed into a darker pink when she
was aroused and when she looked at them, she figured they’d be fuchsia with how
bad she needed Nick to touch her. He sucked her second nipple into his mouth,
flicking it with his tongue, to make it hard.
Sweet anticipation raced to her clit, sending an S.O.S.
reply that help was coming.
He closed a clover nipple clamp over her nipple and she
cried out, unable to keep it from him. She didn’t stifle it and she couldn’t
hear if she was shrieking but it didn’t matter.
He wanted to hear her and that was her only objective to
fulfill.
He licked her first nipple again, blowing across it to make
it stiff and she paid attention. He pulled a second clover clamp from his
pocket, squeezing it on the way to her nipple.
She leaned away, following instinct alone but he pinched her
nipple between his thumb and first finger, trapping her in place. Pain raced
outward from the sensitive tip and she bit her cheek to keep from doing
anything more than grunting every few seconds.
The sensation dulled quickly and she didn’t know if she
wanted to thank her lucky stars for it finally going away… Or freak out already
because she knew what would happen when he released them later. She always came
when they came off. The pain was too much for her body to process so something
in her head changed it to pleasure.
Before she could think of things to beg for or promises
she’d make to let her come, he abruptly stood. He had the zipper of his jeans
out of the way in no time and he pulled out his cock mere inches from her face.
He was big. Thick. And so hard it barely moved as he fisted
it. The flushed head flared at the top of his shaft and her mouth watered to
taste it.
He didn’t ask her through any kind of gesture if she wanted
it. Didn’t whack her on the face with it just because he could while her wrists
were still cuffed behind her.
His free hand dove into her hair and he pulled her forward,
feeding his musky shaft into her mouth.
The masculine flavor of his cock seduced her taste buds,
making her salivate, creating a slippery-slidey track for him to fuck.
She licked him, sucking on the head, working the space
beneath the wider edge and the whole time she stared up at him, just as he’d
told her to.
When they found a good rhythm, he released his cock and
double-fisted her hair.
Deep throating him was no problem. She wanted him inside her
in any hole he wanted to claim. The hold he had on her hair and the jerky
movements he made as he thrust into her mouth told her how close he was.
She opened her throat, ready to swallow every drop of him
but instead he pulled free. He jerked his cock, masturbating in front of
three, she realized. The rope surround, the mean crop and then orgasm denial.
Those were all horrible punishments.
“Eyes on me unless I blindfold you or tell you otherwise. I
want to hear you, Jenna.”
“What do you mean?”
He didn’t answer her, just removed the new ear plugs from
the package in his pocket and slipped them in her ears.
Silence.
It greeted her like disappointment. It snuck up on an
unsuspecting victim but once it was there, it permeated everything.
Air flowing in and out of her nose and mouth were her only
companions.
The lack of any other sound disoriented her, throwing off
her ability to stay removed from what he did to her. How he affected her,
simply by kneeling in front of her.
He tucked the cups of her bra below her full breasts,
plumping them up to perch on top. He sucked them into his mouth. She moaned,
trying to stifle it because she didn’t know how loud she was being.
His lips were moving when she finally focused on his mouth.
Most of what he said she couldn’t follow but he said pretty and she got
that one.
Her double Ds were big for her slender frame but she loved
them. They’d always made her feel feminine. Guys seemed to like them too and
apparently Nick wasn’t immune.
The color of her areolas morphed into a darker pink when she
was aroused and when she looked at them, she figured they’d be fuchsia with how
bad she needed Nick to touch her. He sucked her second nipple into his mouth,
flicking it with his tongue, to make it hard.
Sweet anticipation raced to her clit, sending an S.O.S.
reply that help was coming.
He closed a clover nipple clamp over her nipple and she
cried out, unable to keep it from him. She didn’t stifle it and she couldn’t
hear if she was shrieking but it didn’t matter.
He wanted to hear her and that was her only objective to
fulfill.
He licked her first nipple again, blowing across it to make
it stiff and she paid attention. He pulled a second clover clamp from his
pocket, squeezing it on the way to her nipple.
She leaned away, following instinct alone but he pinched her
nipple between his thumb and first finger, trapping her in place. Pain raced
outward from the sensitive tip and she bit her cheek to keep from doing
anything more than grunting every few seconds.
The sensation dulled quickly and she didn’t know if she
wanted to thank her lucky stars for it finally going away… Or freak out already
because she knew what would happen when he released them later. She always came
when they came off. The pain was too much for her body to process so something
in her head changed it to pleasure.
Before she could think of things to beg for or promises
she’d make to let her come, he abruptly stood. He had the zipper of his jeans
out of the way in no time and he pulled out his cock mere inches from her face.
He was big. Thick. And so hard it barely moved as he fisted
it. The flushed head flared at the top of his shaft and her mouth watered to
taste it.
He didn’t ask her through any kind of gesture if she wanted
it. Didn’t whack her on the face with it just because he could while her wrists
were still cuffed behind her.
His free hand dove into her hair and he pulled her forward,
feeding his musky shaft into her mouth.
The masculine flavor of his cock seduced her taste buds,
making her salivate, creating a slippery-slidey track for him to fuck.
She licked him, sucking on the head, working the space
beneath the wider edge and the whole time she stared up at him, just as he’d
told her to.
When they found a good rhythm, he released his cock and
double-fisted her hair.
Deep throating him was no problem. She wanted him inside her
in any hole he wanted to claim. The hold he had on her hair and the jerky
movements he made as he thrust into her mouth told her how close he was.
She opened her throat, ready to swallow every drop of him
but instead he pulled free. He jerked his cock, masturbating in front of
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