I removed my hands from her body, and then pulled the gloves off, setting them near the cane. I wanted to feel her for this.
“I can’t... oh please,” she whispered.
“Please what?”
“I need to come. Let me come!”
“You were quite hesitant to agree to that rule, weren’t you, little bug. Maybe we should save that one for a later date. No, Alice,” I said, feeling my mouth twitch. “I think whatever orgasms you get, you’re going to have to deal with.”
Her eyes flew open as she heard the sound of the wand turn on. “No,” she cried, but it was too late.
With one hand pressed against her mons and pulling her skin upward to reveal her clit more fully, and the other hand wrapped around the wand, I pressed it against her clit. She was already so close that she came immediately.
Not like that was going to stop me from holding it against her clit until I got bored.
Within the next fifteen minutes of angling the wand, repositioning my hands, and trying out different amounts of pressure, Alice came seven times. Each time she cried out in a horrible, gut-wrenching cry of pain and pleasure, and by the time I released her from her torture, I was ready to come in my pants from the sight and the sound of her screams.
“Please,” she was screaming. “Please! You can have them! You can have my orgasms, you control my orgasms! Sir controls my orgasms, I won’t come without permission! Sir, oh fuck, please stop, it’s too much! I can’t–I, oh, shit, I can’t... aaahhh!”
I removed the wand from her clit, panting hard as I watched the aftermath. She was still convulsing against the leather straps. Her eyes were halfway open but I could tell she couldn’t see anything. She was close to subspace. She was right on the edge of peace.
Dive down for me, little bug. Let it all out.
“I control your orgasms,” I whispered, more as a question to verify.
“Yes Sir.”
“Good.” I felt a surge of power and excitement as I turned the wand up from medium to high. “Because I think you have a few more in you.”
“No! Please!”
“I control your orgasms, don’t I?”
“Yes Sir?”
“Well... I want you to come again. Come for me, Alice. Come all over my handsright fucking now.”
She did as she was told, not like she had a choice. She came three more times before I let her quit, though these were much harder to drag out of her than the others. She cried and shook the whole time, the desperation of her voice sending shocks of pleasure through my body.
She was a royal disaster by the time I was done. My hand was soaked from her juices. She’d squirted a few times, and possibly pissed at least once. I pulled the wand away when I knew she was deep into subspace, no longer screaming, just breathing hard and staring out at nothing with a serene, uncomprehending look. Unbuckling her from the bondage and cradling her like a doll against my chest, I brought her upstairs to her room.
I held her against my chest, soothing her skin with soothing lotion and oils as I spoke to her softly. “That’s my girl, Alice. What a good, sweet girl I have. You love to float for me, don’t you, sweetheart?”