Page 35 of Indecent Demands

Then the suction cups turned on.

They werevibrators.

I cried out as the vibrations shot through my breasts, tickling my nipples, filling my body was pleasure. I squirmed and arched, my body suspended, unable to do anything else to react to the sensations teasing me.

No, torturing me.

I waited for Seth to do anything, to say anything, but he just stood there, that possessive gleam in his eyes and a smirk teasing at the corners of his mouth. I didn’t understand. He couldn’t just leave me hanging here. There had to be more to it, didn’t there?

Then it hit me.This was all there was to it.

Last night he had teased me by letting me slowly slide down onto that dildo, strung up and letting gravity do the work, unable to speed up the process and get it over with. Now… this wasn’t enough to make me come. These sensations would only tease me without providing true release.

And they were all I would get.

I moaned helplessly. “Please make it stop, Seth. Please!”

Ignoring me, Seth walked back over to the toys and shelves, then returned with a red ball gag. I screamed,no, which was the wrong choice to make because he neatly fit the ball into my mouth and tied it around my head, gagging me. I kept screaming, but now it was muffled. I couldn’t release any words at all, my tongue trapped under the red ball and my mouth forced apart.

Oh, God. Hearing my own muffled screams, my inability to speak… it turned me on even more. I hadn’t expected that. It was almost like Seth knew my body better than I did.

I twisted on the hook, my feet barely able to keep their grip on the ground. I begged through the gag with inarticulate noises, begging him to let me come, to give me something more so that I could orgasm.

Seth just pulled up a chair and continued to watch me.

I could see the bulge in his pants and knew that he was wildly turned on. Remembering that thick, long cock of his only made me more desperate to orgasm. I wanted him to fuck me. I wanted it so badly. But he wasn’t going to. He wasn’t even touching himself. He was just watching me with a dark, heated look on his face, like that was all that he needed.

The vibrations didn’t stop, a relentless tease of sensation that brought me tantalizingly close to what I wanted, but still wasn’t enough. I gave up, my body swinging a little as I dropped my weight and let myself just hang from the hook.

I was trapped. Stuck. And deliciously tortured.

I had no idea how long he did this to me, but I swore I was insanely close to orgasm a few times, only seconds away—only to have it never come. Sometimes Seth would use the remote to slow down or speed up the vibrations, making me cry out and jolt, but it was all just another form of pleasurable torture.

Seth finally, slowly, began to strip. He started with his shirt, but he didn’t stop at that this time. His gaze was hot and heavy on mine the entire time and I felt like he was putting on a lowkey show for me, reminding me of what I wanted—and what I currently couldn’t touch.

He was hard and his cock was just as thick as I remembered it being. My pussythrobbedwith need. I wanted him to drive into me, to make me feel full and satisfied…

Seth stroked his cock, taking his time, obviously teasing himself just as much as he was teasing me. He was in complete control, and he knew it and loved it. He stopped right in front of me and slid two fingers into my soaked cunt, thrusting them slowly in and out of me and occasionally swiping his thumb across my clit. It wasn’t enough for me to truly feel full, or enough to get me off, but it was better than nothing. I sobbed in relief and let out more garbled pleas to orgasm.

Seth shook his head and tears of frustration slid free, running down my cheeks.

“You don’t need to come,” Seth murmured, the first words he’d spoken in what seemed like ages. “You just need to give in. Take what I give you. Submit completely.”

I sobbed. I wanted to come so badly…

“Just submit.” Seth’s voice was soft but it was unmistakably an order, his fingers pumping in and out of me slowly, the vibrations never stopping on my nipples. “Give in. You don’t need to come. You need to do whatever I want you to do.”

The vibrations and pleasure were addling my mind. It all felt so good… so fucking good… and his voice was so soothing…

My body was being pushed and I felt like I was entering a space where my brain was foggy, where I couldn’t do anything except for obey him. Part of me seized up in fear at that—and the rest of me unwound with heat at the fear. The fear just made it allsexier.

“Yes,” Seth growled, like he could sense me giving in. “That’s a good girl. Just give in.”

His praise made my body pulse with pleasure. I sank further into the fog, floating on the exquisite sensations. Letting him take control was somehow reassuring. I could let him decide when I did and didn’t come. And along the way he would make sure I would feel so… so good…

“There you are.” Seth added a third finger inside of me. “You’re being so good for me… I love when you scream and beg. Gets me so fucking hard. But I love it when you obey. It’s like you’re a toy for me to play with.”

Seth pulled his fingers out of me and walked away, then came back with something new in his hand. He slid it into me and I realized it was a plug. I moaned as I was filled, but the device didn’t vibrate or thrust up into me. It wasn’t as big as Seth’s cock, either. It was just enough to give me a sensation of being full without doing anything to bring me release. It was another way to tease me.

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