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I did another check over the suspension points. Everything looked good. Then, I positioned the vibrator against her pussy, fighting a devious chuckle as she started to put together what was happening. I took my time getting the rope nice and secured, making sure this fucker wasn’t going anywhere.

I stood up to admire my work.

But there were two more pieces to our puzzle. One of them may be too much.

She’d asked me to push her as far as she could go without truly breaking.

“I’m scared,” she whispered.

“You should be.”

In reality, she had nothing to fear. We both knew that. But her body didn’t. Right now, her body was screaming about being tied up.

She couldn’t see anything because of the blindfold. And she couldn’t escape me because of the ropes.

I grabbed the set of noise canceling headphones and took them to her. I leaned up to kiss the side of her neck, then whispered in her ear.

“You want me to push you,” I murmured. “Remember, you are safe. You deserve pleasure. Your one purpose from here until the end of our scene is to orgasm. Over and over. Yes?”

“Yes.” Her voice trembled.

“Good girl.”

I put the headphones on her. She stiffened again, a moan following. “I can’t hear anything. I can’t see anything.”

I circled her, trailing my fingertips around her body in a loop. A shark, a demon, a beast prowling round and round.

“Salt.Salt.” Her breaths turned ragged as she adjusted to the sensory deprivation. “What are you doing to me?”

I stopped once I was in front of her.

And pressed the button on the vibrator.

Her scream echoed through the room, nearly overpowering the buzz of the toy. The rope jerked as she tensed, her head tossing back as she moaned, shaking as the vibrator teased her clit.

“Oh god, oh god, oh god.”

She was beautiful. Fuck, she was so goddamn beautiful. I stalked around her as her cries grew louder, and then deeper as she struggled against the vibrator. Pleasure battered her relentlessly, sweat creating a sheen over her soft skin as her first orgasm hit.

My cock was begging to be touched. I sucked in a breath as she came, her body tensing against the ropes before fully collapsing, panting hard.

But the vibrator didn’t stop.

“Oh god,” she whimpered. “Make it stop. Make it stop. It’s too much. Oh god.Fuck, fuck, fuck. Fuckkk.”

I stopped in front of her and reached up, sliding two fingers between her lips. She moaned around them and then sucked, wetting them for me. I pulled them free and then brushed my knuckles over her nipples, watching them pebble as the vibrator hummed.

Her words melted into incoherent whimpers. I watched her expression as I lowered my mouth to one of her breasts, taking her nipple into my mouth and sucking as her face contorted, body writhing as her pleasure started to build again.

“I hate you,” she whimpered.

I laughed and then bit down hard, causing a shocked cry to escape her lips. I immediately soothed the bite with gentle swipes of my tongue, massaging her. I reached down between her spread thighs and pushed the vibrator hard against her clit.

“Fuck!” she shouted. “No, no, no, no?—”

Her head tipped back as I held the vibrator there, sucking her breasts, alternating between biting and pleasing, until her hoarse scream followed. Her second orgasm came, every muscle trembling as the waves crashed over her, pulling her down beneath a tide of euphoria, and I was swept along with it.

I was addicted to the high of watching her come undone for me.

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