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As I opened the jaws of the forceps, I warned her. “Keep still.” Her little step backward got her nowhere. “You can’t leave. I’ve got this.” Her nipple stretched in my grip and went no further. Despite her struggles, the steel jaws closed. The ratchet engaged.
Click. Click. A precision medical instrument. Exquisite pain. Click. Her loud squeaks made my already hard cock poke into my pants. I adjusted my length and an idea surfaced.
Why not? This wasn’t a playground. I unzipped myself, but left the button done up, then went around behind her, and shoved my cock between her legs.
Bliss. Her thighs were slick with her arousal. When I paused, halfway along, her inner thighs shook. I nudged along the seam, pressing upward, feeling the head dipping ever so slightly into her entrance. Agonizing but amazing. How I wanted to fuck her properly. She tilted her pelvis back at me.
No condoms of course, but I’d been made to get tests prior to working for Vetrov. Why weren’t they worried about pregnancy? This wasn’t the time. Figure it out later.
My smile was probably evil.
“Want me in there?”
“Nuh-uh.” But she gave a small, strangled grunt when I poked at her, and bowed her head. I loved those sexy, funny noises that turned-on women made.
“Going somewhere?”
I trapped her with my hand in a V under her jaw. Smelled her neck and bit back a groan. Mine. That thought was getting louder. I teased her some more, sliding my thick cock back and forth, in that slippery valley down here.
“Like being caught, hey? By a big bad man?”
When she choked out a no, I laughed. I dragged her pussy lips apart with both hands so I could fake fuck her better. Slippery, wet pussy. I closed my eyes to feel.
Wait. I had the second forceps in my pocket. Even better. Peering over her shoulder, I pinched her other nipple flat. In tiny increments, I squeezed in the forceps, stopping at the second click.
For a few seconds, her screeches threatened to crack glass, going high pitched and desperate. But still she rocked her body against me.
“Conflicted, much?” I kissed her ear, bit it, then I tapped the forceps to make her breasts wiggle. More of her juices moistened my cock.
Getting bound and flogged had turned her on. Pain too, most likely.
I frowned. Regret pinned my thoughts for a moment. I rested my forehead in her hair, listening to her, avoiding looking at the window opposite.
What I could do with you if I had you for real. Sad.
It wasn’t to be.
Taking my cock in hand, I tucked it away, and zipped up. It took a ton of effort, but I managed. Sweat sheened her body and wet my shirt where I’d leaned on her. My own sweat dribbled down the side of my face. I wiped it away with my forearm.
Red lines crisscrossed her body. My fingers sifted over raised welts, felt the heat.
I stood before her, studying her succulent, panting mouth and I rested my knuckle across it.
“Lick me. Suck it inside.”
Such hesitation. In the tiny movements of her facial muscles I saw how bothered she was by my command – in the wrinkling of her forehead, in the twitch of mouth.
This wasn’t part of the deal, I knew that. Pain and fucking, sure, but this was a direct command...akin to domination. “Take it.”
Her tongue emerged and she licked me once, then her head dipped. Her lips softly enclosed my knuckle. I felt my eyes widen and I memorized the look on her face.
I’d never been a Dom to Elenor. But in Jazmine, hell, I saw the possibility written in sweat and tears. If only we were free. If only.
I removed my finger and ran my hands over her, stopping at her hips. “I’m going to make you come now, after I make you hurt some more.”
“No, please. Not more pain.” The frown showed above the blindfold. She shook her head. In the leather of the straitjacket, her arms writhed as if to break free. “Let me go! Please?”
“Shh. I can’t.” My mean side wrestled with my good. Mean won. Besides, I knew I hadn’t done enough.
