Page 66 of Defiled Innocence

“Please,” I whimper, already guessing what he’s going to do. “Please.”

“Sorry. Naughty girls aren’t allowed to come so quickly.” He pulls the device away just as the first glimpse of my orgasm ripples through me.

“No!” I cry out.

Keeping my hands planted on top of my head is nothing short of a miracle, but I’m learning quickly that Dmitri will only prolong my punishment if I don’t.

“Did you want to come?” he asks; a rueful grin hits me from the reflection in the mirror.

“I’ll get you back for this,” I threaten, but we both know I have no way to follow through.

Even if I were to try the same thing with him, he’d simply have to run his fingertips over my body to get me to soften and fall at his feet.

It’s insane. This power he holds over me.

I would hate it, if I didn’t love it so much.

“I would love for you to try,” he chuckles. “Let’s do this again.”

He wraps one arm around my middle, holding me tightly as he presses the vibrator directly against my clit.

“Oh, god!” I cry out as my body immediately tenses with pleasure.

In the mirror I witness the effect on my body. My thighs tremble, my nipples could probably cut glass at this point, and my face is cherry red.

“Should I allow you to come?” he asks in that sultry tone he’s perfected. “Do you want me toallowyou to come?”

I clench my teeth, and my eyelids close. If I can ignore him, if I can just tap into my body, I can get to the finish line.

“I guess not.” He takes the toy away again with impeccably horrible timing.

“Dmitri!” I stomp my foot, missing him by a hair.

He laughs.

“All you have to do is ask. Just ask me to allow you to come, and I will.” He kisses the spot behind my earlobe that he’s learned all too quickly sets a fire burning in my core.

“Let’s try something else.” He picks me up and brings me to the counter. “Sit here.”

My ass hits the chilled countertop, but before I can get settled, he pulls me forward until I’m seated at the very edge.

“Keep your hands up,” he orders when I go to reach for the counter. “I won’t let you fall,” he promises.

He pushes my chest until I’m leaning back against the mirror. I’m only given a moment to assess this new position before the thick head of his cock pushes into me.

“Oh, fuck,” I moan as I’m stretched around his cock.

“That’s the point, yes.” He pushes further in. “Now, let’s try this again.”

The vibrator makes another appearance, pressing directly onto my clit at the fastest speed while at the same time he thrusts fully into me.

With one hand, he’s holding my hip, keeping me still as he plows into me. The other twists the vibrator over my clit, rubbing it in circles, making the sensations increase ten times over.

“Should I allow you to come?” he asks again, though I can hear the tension in his tone now too.

This little lesson is punishing him at the same time.

If I wasn’t so desperate to find my release, I’d use it to my advantage. But desperation has definitely set in.

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