Page 82 of Danger and Dominance
“Do you like it?”This time, he ran it up the inside of her spread thigh and then across the wet silk of her thong, making her shriek despite the thin protection the fabric provided.Then he ran it back down her other inner thigh.
“I don’t know.”
No one could say she wasn’t honest.David flicked the vibrator on with this thumb and slid his left hand between her thighs, tracing it over her plump pussy lips, then pressing it firmly against her clit—but only for a moment before he turned it off again.Her moan of erotic disappointment made his cock throb.
Cassidy
Oh my God, what is he doing to me?She’d been prepared for a flogging or a spanking, maybe even a cropping.She knew he’d probably torment her some more, withholding from giving her an orgasm right away.
She hadn’t expected this.
It wasn’t electricity.There was no buzz, no hum until he’d turned the vibrator on, but that was the closest thing she could think of to the sensation running over her.She didn’t know what it was, much less if she loved or hated it.
The sensation had all her nerve endings prickling.It had tickled, but it had also hurt in a way that made her skin feel both extra sensitive and extra sensational.She felt soawareof her skin.Something else that reminded her of a violet wand.But it wasn’t one; she was sure of that.
The vibrator was no mystery, just sexual torture.Her clit was humming and throbbing between her legs, her ass clenching around the plug.The tips of her nipples felt sore from where they’d rubbed against the hard wood of the frame, her breasts pulsing in time with her clit from the ache of the clamps.
“Let’s try this,” Master David murmured, then the prickling ran over her buttocks vertically.Up and down, up and down.Thank God, he hadn’t spanked or flogged her before doing this.She wasn’t sure she would have been able to remain still.
As it was, every time he hit a particularly sensitive spot—mostly near the crease or where her thighs met her curves—she went up on her toes, trying not to move her feet or hands.It pricked and prickled, leaving a line of tingling near-pain everywhere it went.Her skin hummed.
Then he would stop, pulling it away, and that was the worst part… because that meant his hand went back between her legs.The vibrator was brutally strong, too strong for her to get off immediately when he would press it against her clit, yet he always seemed to know exactly when to pull it away.It was complete torment.
Cassidy danced in place, up and down on her toes, writhing against the sensations.
“David!Sir!Please!” she begged as he pressed the vibrator against her clit again.
Chuckling, he rubbed it against the little bud, the vibrations making her toes curl, before pulling it away again.
“Okay, little spark,” he said while she quivered in anxious need.What was the girl version of blue balls?Because whatever it was, that’s what she had right now.The need to orgasmhurt.Edgingsucked.“Let’s get you turned around.”
Cassidy could weep because that didn’t sound like she was going to get her orgasm.At best, she was finally going to find out what he was using on her that was making her feel like she was going to jump out of her skin.
Unsteady in her heels while she was so overcome with the sensations, she managed to turn herself around with only a little assistance from Master David.
On one hand, he had the vibrator attached to his fingers with what looked like a double ring.In the other, he held a metal instrument with a long handle and prickly wheels at one end of it, like a pizza slicer but with spikes.She’d seen them before, though never with four wheels; she’d only seen it with one… her brain struggled to actually work before the word finally popped into her head.
Wartenberg wheel.
So, that’s what that felt like.
She wasn’t sure if she loved or hated it.
Lifting her gaze to meet Master David’s, a little shiver went through her at the hot, sadistic gleam in his eyes.Her tongue flicked out to lick her nips nervously, and his gaze dropped down to them for a moment before meeting hers again.
“Hands up on the cross, Cassidy.Feet apart.”His voice was low, harsh, and needy.The same need that was pulsing through her.
Cassidy stepped back, leaning against the wooden frame and lifting her hands in position.Her nipples ached as they were thrust toward him, and the humming between her legs had barely dissipated.David’s eyes glowed as she obeyed him.
“Good girl.”
Stepping forward, he bent his head to brush his lips over hers again.The tips of her nipples were abraded by his wiry chest hair and then crushed as he leaned into her, taking her mouth in a passionate kiss.Cassidy kissed him back eagerly, needily, her tongue dancing with his, ignoring the twin spikes of pain from her clamped nipples.Her lips clung to his as he slowly ended the kiss and pulled away.
Stepped back.
Her nipples were throbbing.Her pussy was throbbing.Everythingwas throbbing.
She wasn’t sure if she wanted to murder him or fuck him.
