Thread: Between: A slave's life (Angel X QB)

What's that? I can't hear you! Speak up please! he said, smiling as he continued to play, letting her ride the pleasurable waves while he continued playing, agile fingers softly playing and governing how much arousal she was to feel. And just as the climax of the song rose, so did her shrill moans as the notes began to flutter within her love tunnel, not drenched with her juices. All that remained was for him to open the flood gates and allow her recompense from what could be the most powerful orgasm she have felt. But, before all that could come to fruition, he simply stopped instead of pressing the last key, denying her, for the fourth time the right to cum. He stood up, feeling his hardness against his jeans. He walked right up to Heather, smiling as he softly stroked her hair. Feeling the sweat slicked hair, he gently leaned in to kiss her forehead. She drooled almost continuously, the degrading torture and humiliation sure to damage her self-worth. Wasn't that a fabulous piece? he asked, smiling as he stroked her pussy tantalizingly. There it was, the gateway to a powerful climax yet, just like his words, they quickly vanished, leaving nothing but increased frustration and a sexually starved slave that wanted more. He turned his attention to Mallory while he left his slave to simmer in her own arousal watching as her own arousal begin to smoulder down. Watching Mallory's wide blue eyes, he gently nudged her nipple. You must be getting very aroused watching that girl suffer...did you want to be pleasured by master as well? he asked, smiling as he began to untie his slave from the hogtie. Then, laying her sweaty, roped body to the floor, he undid her ball gag as he kissed her deeply...a kiss that only a lover could give. What honor, for a slave to be kissed like a lover! You did well, Slut. You make me proud. he whispered, gently rubbing her crotchrope. My my, you are rather wet and willing. Think you'll be able to go beyond six consecutive orgasms this time? The last time she was put on an Climaxathon, she fainted on the sixth consecutive orgasm. Of course, he knew his slave was up to the challenge, but he couldn't ignore that girl Heather's own needs. Softly stuffing a ring gag, he pulled out her tongue to hang outside while she was ring-gagged. Then, he carried his slave right behind Heather. Without any compensation he removed the toys in her body, finding the dildo well-lubricated with her juices. As her anus plug came off, he tied Mallory up to the point where she was suspended vertically, rope from above hoisting her up on a slant where her face was right up on Heather's throbbing, warm clit. Of course the plug and the dildo entered into her orifice as well, gobbling it all up as he whispered to the two Yes, you can cum...but I'll leave that to Slut. he whispered, gently stroking Mallory's hair as he turned towards her. Slut, it's your choice either you can massage this unruly slave's pussy and let her cum, or you can deny her continually while I drive you to cum until you can take no more! he whispered, softly starting up slow on his piano as he played a happy, well-paced song. Dancing Limes by Mark Salona. So, will you give this disobidient slave her climax or will you take your own! Choose only one or I will put on Mr.Stuffy for an entire week! If torture was her reward, Mr.Stuffy was her punishment. It was a chastity belt that only allowed her to relieve herself at the toilet, but wasn't enough to arouse herself. Chastity for an entire week, unable to feel arousal? Truly a punishment for her!