Page 32 of Roping Reba

The sound of the vibrator made me cringe. I knew what was coming and fuck was I here for it. Johnny’s rope skills had advanced at an alarming rate. Many nights I wandered around our room in nothing but rope and he loved it. Tonight, as he placed the vibrator between my legs and promptly pulled it away, I hated it. I grit my teeth and closed my eyes, trying to think of anything but coming. Because if I did, then my backside would pay the price.

“God, you are so fucking gorgeous when you are trying to please me.”

I opened my eyes and looked up at him. “I want you to be pleased with me, Sir.”

The addition of an occasional honorific always made him happy. We hadn’t set anything formal in place, but I was learning what he liked as much as he was learning what I liked.

He lifted my ass and slipped the rope behind my back before working on a design that went around my thighs to hold the vibrator from hell in place.

“How long?”

“Excuse me?”

“How long, Sir?”

“At least twenty minutes. I want to watch you squirm,” he said as he secured the last knot and flipped on the vibrator.

This was far worse than the occasional, uneven pulses he would tease me with. This was constant pressure and vibration directly on my clit and I knew that I had to fight not to come unless I was ready for a proper beating and I wasn’t. Not yet anyway.

Johnny pulled a chair over to the end of the bed and sat down to watch the show. I pulled against my restraints, even though I didn’t want to. Every time I did, the vibrator pressed into meeven more but in my rattled mind, I thought there was a way to break free.

“You are evil,” I bit out, hearing the uncontrolled frustration in my voice.

“I am nothing of the sort. You asked for this. I’m just enjoying the show.”

He pulled his cock from his shorts and I bit my lip as he pumped his fist over it, teasing me even more.

“Do you want this?”

“You know I do. Why bother asking?”

My frustration was turning into anger and all he did was laugh. I was going to kick his ass when he let me free. I zoned off watching him, biting my lip in hopes that the pain would stop the edging but it didn’t. It just made it harder. I gasped when I almost lost control and his eyes went wide.

“Ah, ah, ah, not yet,” he said as he held up his phone, showing me the damn timer he’d set.

“Maybe we can negotiate?” I cried out."

“Mid scene? You know the rules against that. Do you need your safe word?”

I paused, thinking about what would happen and if I really needed it all to stop. “No.”

Johnny stood and came to my side of the bed, sitting next to me. “Not that I want to push you too far, but I do want to push you. Remember, at any time you can stop everything.”

“I know.”

“Good, then I have something special for you.”

I watched as he reached into the nightstand and pulled out a small black velvet bag. He reached inside and pulled out two clips with silicone-covered tips.

“These are for my girls,” he said, leaning over and covering my nipple with his mouth and sucking hard until it came to apoint. “I can tighten them if we need to, but for now I want you to get used to the feel of it.”

I watched as best I could, ignoring the buzzing between my legs as he opened the clasp and placed it perfectly in place. Pain shot through me, causing my hips to buck and my chest to raise, only making the entire situation I was in worse.

“You are a sadist, you know that?”

“Yes, but you love it,” he said before pinching my other side and securing the second nipple clamp there. I was done for. There was no possibility of me being able to hold off now. The intensity of my situation was overwhelming, and I just cried out and let go. Waves rolled through my body as I came harder than I had in my entire life. The anger and frustration slid away as I came down and Johnny flipped off the vibrator.

“You deserve a spanking, but I need to feel you come around my cock first.”

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