Page 69 of Thief

“No, stay perfectly still.” He tutted irritably, and his hands held onto her knees, forcing her wider and even more open. Two thick fingers pushed into her pussy and froze.

Click. Whirr.

He pulled out.

“What was…” She fell silent as something new hovered at the entrance of her vagina, thick and cold. “What’s that?”

“Nothing you haven’t had before, Pussy Cat.”?

A familiar whirr filled the room. The vibrator. God, she loved her vibrator. It was so damn reliable. She tugged at her silken manacles, wishing she could free herself and touch John. She wanted to get her hands, her mouth, anything on him. His male scent permeated through his freshly showered smell. She inhaled deeply to remember it for future reference.

The vibrator pushed halfway in. It slipped through her channel easily, its way well lubricated. “Please,” she said when John kept the ears from touching her clit. “Please, let me come.”

Suddenly, a blinding light hit her retinas. John had peeled the blindfold up an inch, and as she focused she saw his head hovering right above her. He looked straight down at her.

“What do you prefer, wine or whisky?”

“What?” She blinked rapidly.

“Look at me. Answer the question, what do you prefer, wine or whisky?”

Kat caught his dark gaze. “Wine, you know I do, why?”

The blindfold tugged back down.

“All part of the game. We get three questions each, honest answers only.”

“But you know I…” Her sentence was cut off as the quivering ears of the vibrator surrounded her clit. She sensed him at the end of the bed again, his hand trailing lazily up her thigh and causing her to shudder with unbearable sensitivity.

“Think of your questions for me, baby, think real carefully.”

Kat couldn’t think of much. She was rocketing towards instant orgasm. The vibrator’s ears did it every time, and combined with the twirling inside her pussy, she knew it would only be seconds before the explosion.

She arched her back and flung her head to the side. The climax storing was itself up like an ocean about to burst through a damn. Her clit shuddered and pushed out for more, her insides wept their fluid around the rubber of the vibrator.

It all stopped.

The room went silent. The vibrator stayed deep but became perfectly still. She wailed in disappointment. “John…please…no, I was so close…”

The blindfold lifted again, bright light piercing her eyes. “Where are the diamonds?”

“What,” she squeaked. Her eyes flicked up to the left. “How would I know where the diamonds are, for God’s sake?”

The blindfold dropped back down. She felt it tighten further behind her head, ridding any streaks of penetrating light. Once more, she was immersed in her own world of deepest, darkest black.

“You gonna ask me a question?”

Kat pulled at her arms, rolled her wrists, but she was bound up so tightly she had no chance of freedom.

“Ask me anything. We’re playing a game, a game of honesty.”

“Okay.” She shifted her hips, hoping for the pleasure to resume, hoping maybe she could knock that switch. “What did Cobra One do? What was your role in the army?”

“Why do you want to know that?”

“Curious.” She wished he would just answer and turn his attentions back to the switches which were in an agonising off position.

“Special ops.”

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