Page 81 of Danger and Dominance
“Very pretty.”He commented, pulling gently, then pushing it back in, making her moan a little; she wanted him to be doing that to her pussy.“How does it feel, Cassidy?”
“Good, Sir.”She breathed out the words, feeling like there wasn’t enough air in her lungs to speak normally.Another thrust of the plug rocked her forward, swinging the nipple chain again, and her pussy clenched emptily.
“Good.Let’s get you up on your feet, then I want you on the cross.”
He shifted on his feet, moving to her side and holding out his hand for her to take so he could help her up.Moving with the plug inside her and the clamp chain hanging down just added to the need already sizzling inside her.Even the smallest movement caused additional stimulation.
Taking Master David’s hand, she got to her feet, feeling a little unsteady as her knees protested the change, and she got her heels under her again.She could feel the string of her thong resting against the side of the plug, slightly off-center now that there was something in its way.
Master David moved with her, guiding her to the St.Andrew’s cross on the side of the room, positioning her where he wanted her.Facing the cross, back to him, hands up on the higher portions of the wooden X.She could lean against it if she needed to, though her breasts were right at the center of the frame, and doing so would squish her clamped nipples against the hard polished wood.
“Keep your hands right here, little spark.”His hands put hers where he wanted them before sliding down her arms, skimming over her sides and down to her ass.Cassidy’s hips thrust back at him, but he just chuckled, giving her bottom a little, unsatisfying pat before moving away.
She wanted to scream in frustration.
Apparently, getting him off quickly meant he could take his time edging her.
The big jerk.
David
One orgasm had taken the edge off, but his cock was already heading right back to full mast as he got Cassidy exactly how he wanted her.She swayed as she walked, partly from her time kneeling, partly from the heels she was wearing.He knew she was probably expecting to be flogged or spanked… he was looking forward to surprising her.Part of the reason he wanted her facing away from him to start with was so that she couldn’t see what he was planning right away.
Going back to his kit, he pulled out the small finger vibrator, slipping it over the first two fingers of his left hand.It was just a little bullet vibe as a silicone ring, with two ring spaces to keep it steady.He put it on so the vibrator was on the palm side of his hand.Then he picked up his other toy of choice for the evening—the Wartenburg pinwheel, which had four of the spiky rolling wheels on its end.
The four wheels would spread out the pricking, tingling sensation rather than isolating it with one wheel.He had one of those, too, but right now, he wanted to play with the four wheels.Although flogging her first would make her skin even more sensitive, since this was their first time playing with it, he wanted to start from scratch and see how she reacted.
Nothing on her forms indicated she had any special interest in or aversion to the wheel.Most of the abuse her ex had heaped on her had been with impact implements.The wheel felt like a good choice for sensual play, which was exactly what he wanted for tonight.
He didn’t want anything that might remind her of her ex.
Getting back to his feet, he looked over at Cassidy, who was shifting her weight back and forth in impatience.If she had looked over her shoulder, trying to peek, he hadn’t caught it.
Lucky for her.
“Okay, sweetheart,” he said, coming closer.“You’re going to have to let me know if anything becomes too much.”
“Yes, Sir.”Her shoulders tensed, then she rolled them, loosening them.He could see the deep breath she took in, deliberately working to calm her nerves.Need surged through him, but he pushed it down.At least he was able to push it down instead of it riding him the way it had at first.
Kneeling behind her, he placed the pinwheel against her calf, just above where it met her ankle.She flinched at the sensation, though whether it was from the coolness of the steel or the prickling of the spikes, he couldn’t tell.
“Oh!”Her little gasp made his cock jerk.Moving his hand, he ran the pinwheel up the back of her leg, grinning as she let out a little squeal, trying to move away from the sensation only to be stopped by the cross.There was only so far she could go, even with pressing her body against the wooden frame.
Running it up the back of her left thigh, he moved it across the sensitive skin between her thigh and bottom.Her cheeks clenched, the pink heart flashing between them, and she went up on her tiptoes, gasping again as she tried to escape the prickling.David ran it down the other side of her thigh to her knee and then lifted it away.
“What is that?”She asked the question in a breathless voice, her ponytail swishing as she tried to peer over her shoulder without moving her hands from the spots he’d put them in.
She’d never experienced the wheel before?
David grinned.
Oh.This was going to be fun.
“What do you think it is?”he asked rather than answering her right away.He placed it against her other leg, at the same starting point that he’d used for the first, and began to run it upwards.Again, she gasped, writhing, unable to answer him while she desperately tried to hold herself in place the way he’d told her to.“What does it feel like?”
He ran it under her buttocks and then back down the other side of her thigh.
“It feels like… I don’t know… it tickles, but it hurts, too…”
