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Moving behind her, I untie her wrists but rebind them in front of her, only to seize her hands and bring them down behind her neck, tying them to the top of the chair.
I know the position is uncomfortable, but that’s all part of the process. “We’re going to play a little game,” I announce, walking slowly around her. “You win, you get to come. I win, and you don’t.”
She narrows her eyes. “What kind of game?”
Grabbing a length of rope I set next to the chair earlier, I open her legs and tie her to the chair, looping the rope behind her knees and around her ankles, making sure her pussy is slightly open for me to play with.
“I’m going to paint you, Hellcat,” I tell her as I pick up a paintbrush from my tray. “And while I do, I’m going to torture your little clit with a vibrator.” She bites her lip and follows me with her eyes as I set the brush down and pick up a silver bullet. “When you’re ready to come, tell me. You must wait until I give you permission. Nod if you understand.”
I stand tall in front of her and cross my arms over my chest, basking in the heated way she looks at my body, letting me know she wants me as much as I want her.
“Look at you, Hellcat,” I purr as I pull her hair behind her shoulders. “Naked and displayed just for me. Tell me, how horny are you?”
“Very,” she whispers shakily, and I chuckle, heading back to sit in front of her. I hold the silver bullet up for her to see and turn it on. There’s a little roller on the side that changes the speed of the vibrations. “This is on its lowest setting, Rory. Be good, and I’ll turn it up for you. Understand?”
She nods, and I press it lightly against her nipple. “Mmm,” she moans, closing her eyes and pushing her chest out, wanting a firmer touch. I peel it away quickly and rub it on her other side. My mouth waters as her nipple tightens before my eyes.
Removing it from her breast, I slide it down her quivering belly to her pink, glistening pussy. With a smirk, I slip it between her pussy lips and rest it against her clit. “How does that feel?” I ask, watching her reaction.
“Good,” she rasps. “Really good.”
“Excellent. Remember, don’t fucking move unless I tell you to.”
Gathering my paints, I pour a measure of each onto my palette then drag another chair like hers in front of her. After sitting, I scoot as close as I can to her, our knees touching, and dip my brush in a dark red color.
Bringing the brush to the hollow of her collarbones, I drag it down her skin and circle it under her breast, then sweep it back up and paint a swirl around her nipple. She whimpers at the sensations of the cool paint and feathery brush, her eyes almost dipping closed in bliss as her hips lift slightly.
Dipping my brush in the paint again, I repeat the process on her other side, sliding the bristles against her skin. She shivers as I paint her breasts like fucking Picasso, dappling and swirling, blending and shading.
Rory watches with rapt attention as I set down the brush and grab the controller, turning up the vibrator. It buzzes louder against the wooden chair, and I smile, knowing it’s jostling her little clit around for me.
Rory moans and rocks her hips slightly. Dropping the controller, I set down my paint and seize both of her nipples in my fingers. “Didn’t I tell you not to move, Hellcat?”
“I’m sorry!” she cries out, gasping as I squeeze her plump buds hard. Baring my teeth, I groan, basking in the pleasure of her cries mixed with the feeling of her nipples between my fingertips.
“You will be.” I pull them roughly until she’s arching off the chair as far as she can, until I pull so hard, they slip through my fingers.
She mewls as her breasts bounce back to her body, her chest heaving as I retake my seat and decrease the speed of the vibrator. Defeated, she hangs her head and peeks through her hair at me as I pick up my paintbrush again and color the rest of her torso. Using several different colors, I decorate her skin. Her legs begin to tremble, and I glance up at her face.
Her head is lolled back now, and she’s chewing on her lower lip.
Pausing, I lift my brush. “You want to come, don’t you?” I ask.
“Fuck yes,” she groans, lowering her head.
“I bet you do. Now, I’m going to paint your nipples, and while I do, I want you to come for me as loudly as you can. Understand?” I demand.
She nods, her face pulled in a grimace as if she’s in pain. And I’m sure she is. Grabbing the controller, I turn up the vibrations again until she’s moaning and I see her toes curling against the floor. I’d give anything to be that silver bullet right now, but I’ll get my chance later. Besides, nothing is better than tasting my woman’s pussy right after she comes.
Her breathing becomes rapid from the force as her face flushes. Picking up my brush, I coat it in white, then I tickle her nipples with it. She moans, her body clenching and thighs trembling.
“Open your eyes, Hellcat. I want you to see me when you come so you remember who owns this cunt right now.”
She fixes her gaze on me, her mouth growing slack, her hips moving gently. I drop my brush and lean down, spreading her pussy open with my fingers, and adjust the vibrator with my other hand, making sure it’s hovering right on her engorged clit.
“Oh God!” she shouts, as I rub the bullet over her sensitive little nub. “Fuck yes!”
“Come for me, Rory. Now!”
