Page 65 of Worth the Risk

“Green, sir. What the heck was that?”

He held up a wide black clamp with a long length of chain. “You have another to go, but I know how much tension you can take.”

She felt his intimate touch again. The second one pinched, but not to the point she had to call out a color. But applying the clamps wasn’t all. The chains wrapped around her thighs, holding her pussy open for what purpose she could only speculate.

“Such a good girl,” he murmured. “You’re doing great and deserve a reward.”

His hot breath brushed over her exposed flesh for a split second before his tongue, wet and hot, flicked over her clit.

“Oh my god,” she cried, going from zero to sixty and on the verge of orgasm in a blink. “I’m going to come.”

“No, Bella. You don’t have permission. Breathe deep, count to ten, and collect yourself.” He helped by counting down from ten for her. When he reached one, he asked, “Under control now? Or are you still a lick away from disobeying?”

“It’s better, but not by much, sir,” she panted, so wet a bead of moisture trickled down her inner thigh.

“Keep breathing, baby, until I say you can come.” He gave her another torturous swirling lick, but then his tongue was gone. Next, she heard metal ratcheting and something cool and smooth against her pussy.

“Master?” she squeaked with mounting anxiety. She’d have given anything for a mirror so she could see what he was up to.

“Easy, Bella. This you will enjoy. But no coming until I give you permission. Is that clear?”

“What if I can’t help it?”

“Then you get punished like a bad girl. Which I would enjoy, but you, not so much. So, try really hard not to come until I say you can.”

She heard a click, and the cool round head of what had to be the most powerful vibrator created buzzed against her clit. The vibrations didn’t localize to that one spot, either. They penetrated and spread in waves throughout her body.

“This is a magic wand. Ever used one before?”

“Mm-mm,” was her reply because she was biting her lip and trying desperately to obey his no-orgasm-without-permission order.

“Then you’re in for a real treat. It has seven speeds. The current setting is on one. Let’s kick it up a notch.”

She heard another click, and the buzzing intensified, and even though she wiggled and bucked trying to get away from it, bound to the cross and clamped wide open, she wasn’t going anywhere. Again, which had to be his point.

“Mother of...holy freaking...oh my god!” she cried nonsensically.

He rose to his feet, standing tall and muscular, his silvery-blue gaze alight with passion, but he still wasn’t done with his sexual torment. Dan stepped to the side, a red flogger in hand. She didn’t have time to consider where it had come from before it landed with a splat across her belly. The red leather tails trailed softly against her skin before they disappeared only to return somewhere else, with the same stinging caress.

It fell again and again, the pleasure of the light whippy strokes mixed with the buzzing on her nipple and clit, while the clamps on the other peak and her pussy lips added a bite. As he’d warned her, the sensations coalesced, and she couldn’t tell one from the other.

Instinct took over, and she pushed her hips forward, increasing the pressure of the wand, as the red lash landed on her thighs, her belly, on her mound above the buzzing wand, and in an upward stroke on the undersides of her breasts.

Bella moaned as, repeatedly, Dan brought her to the brink of orgasm then backed off with the lash or scaled back the speed of the vibe, denying her release.

“Please, master,” she cried as she soared toward climax only to have it snatched away, yet again. She resumed deep breathing while silently counting, although its usefulness was dwindling.

“I enjoy watching you squirm,” her sinister dom declared. “Almost as much as the sound of your desperate pleas and the musky scent of your arousal.”

When she reached zero, he seemed to know and started up again.

“Such a good girl. You’re on four with the wand and haven’t come. Let’s see if you can take five.”

Although she did, her body trembled, and her skin beaded in sweat.

When he finally granted her permission, she exploded viscerally, much like the male sub on the cross had earlier. Her back arched away from the wood, pushing her harder onto the wand, while her clamped breasts quivered. Bella experienced an overwhelming sense of release when he switched off the wand, but she only half noticed Dan dropping to the floor at her feet. She thought the clamps would go next, but he left them on as he buried his face between her thighs, his tongue flicking against her still-vibrating clit.

She soared once more, without permission this time, but the combination of the supercharged wand and his lash left her overstimulated, and she couldn’t take it. Every nerve ending in her body had become hypersensitized by his sensual game, and even though she was weak from it, and had earned whatever kind of bad girl punishment he could devise, she wanted more.