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“Far from it. Now, relax, Patti,” Trent said softly, his voice both soothing and commanding. “This is going to help you. It’ll give you the relief you need, whether you like it or not.”
Her body tensed as he brought the vibrator closer, a shiver running down her spine as he switched it on, the low, angry, hum filling the room.
“Please, Daddy,” she whispered, her desire evident in her voice. He simply chuckled, a hint of mischief in his eyes.
“Patience, my dear,” he said, gently rubbing the vibrating head up and down her body. Her skin tingled beneath its touch, goosebumps erupting wherever it went. It was insanely strong, ridiculously intense. She bit her lip to stifle a moan when the vibrator grazed her nipples, causing them to harden instantly.
“Ah, look at that reaction,” Trent murmured, taking note of her response. “You’re so sensitive, aren’t you?”
Patti squirmed, her chest rising and falling with each ragged breath. She couldn’t deny how much she wanted him to press the vibrator against her most intimate areas, to bring her over the edge into ecstasy.
“Please, I can’t take it anymore,” she whimpered, her hips involuntarily bucking upward.
“Control yourself, young lady,” Trent admonished, his voice stern but not unkind. “I need you to be still for the treatment to work effectively.”
Somehow, Patti managed to lock her muscles in place, fighting the desire to wriggle beneath the tantalizing touch of the Magic Wand. She focused solely on Trent’s eyes, seeking strength and reassurance within their depths.
She took a deep breath, bracing herself for what was to come. As the vibrator continued its torturous journey over her body, she knew that the boundaries between pleasure and pain, vulnerability and trust, would blur and meld into a singular, unforgettable experience—one that would redefine their connection and bring them closer than ever before.
And try as she might, she couldn’t stop moving, squirming, twitching with a heady mix of discomfort and pleasure.
Trent looked down at Patti, who was panting and flushed from the teasing. With a determined glint in his eyes, he reached for the leather straps hanging on the wall beside the examination table. “I’m afraid I’m going to have to keep you still,” he said, his voice a blend of authority and care.
Patti’s heart pounded as she watched him fasten the straps around her wrists and ankles, effectively immobilizing her. The cool leather contrasted with the warmth of her skin, making her shiver in anticipation. She had never felt so vulnerable, but there was an inexplicable thrill that coursed through her veins—a mixture of trust and desire.
“Time for your treatment,” Trent murmured, holding up the Hitachi Magic Wand. Patti’s eyes widened, and she swallowed hard, trying to steady herself for what was to come. “Remember, if it gets too intense, use your safeword,” he gently reminded her.
As the vibrator hummed to life again, Patti braced herself, clenching her fists within their leather constraints. Trent guided the device between her legs, letting it gently graze her clit. A jolt of pleasure surged through her, causing her body to tense and arch.
“Already?” he teased, his eyes locked onto hers. Patti could see the playfulness in his gaze, but also the concern—making sure she was okay, ready for more.
“Y-yes,” she stammered, biting her lip. “Please, Daddy... more.”
He obliged, pressing the vibrator against her clit with more pressure, making slow circles that drew gasps and whimpers from Patti’s lips. Her hips strained against the straps, trying to grind herself against the powerful toy, but Trent controlled every movement, every sensation.
“Let go, Patti,” he whispered, leaning closer to her face, their breaths mingling. “Trust me.”
Patti’s eyes fluttered shut as she focused on the overwhelming waves of pleasure that crashed through her body. She allowed herself to be swept away, trusting Trent to guide her through this uncharted territory.
“Good girl,” he murmured, increasing the intensity of the vibrator. Patti cried out, her body quaking with ecstasy. Each climax came faster and harder than the last, leaving her breathless and weak, her voice a hoarse whisper as she screamed in joyous abandon.
Amidst the haze of pleasure, she felt Trent’s fingers brush against her face, wiping away tears she hadn’t realized she’d shed. At that moment, she understood the depth of their connection—his ability to bring her to such heights, to open her up so completely. And though her body trembled and ached from the relentless orgasms, she wouldn’t trade this experience for anything.
Patti lay there, her body still tingling from the relentless onslaught of pleasure. Her chest heaved as she struggled to catch her breath, each inhalation filling her lungs with the musky scent of her passion. The leather straps that had held her down now felt like a comforting embrace, a reminder of the trust she’d placed in Trent and his care for her.
“Whew,” she managed to exhale, her voice barely above a whisper. “That was... incredible.”
Trent smiled at her, his eyes filled with warmth and affection. He carefully unbuckled the straps, releasing her from their grip. As Patti’s limbs regained their freedom, Trent tenderly brushed away a strand of damp hair from her face.
“Are you okay?” he asked softly, concern creeping into his tone.
“More than okay,” she replied, offering him a weak grin. She could see the relief wash over him, and she wanted nothing more than to reassure him that he’d done right by her.
“Good girl,” Trent murmured, planting a gentle kiss on her forehead. His lips then traced a path along her temple, and she relished the sensation, savoring every fleeting touch. “I’m so proud of you, Patti. You took your treatment perfectly. You were amazing.”
His words filled her heart with a warmth that spread throughout her entire being, soothing the residual tremors deep within her muscles. She realized then just how long it had been since someone had praised her, since she had allowed herself to be truly vulnerable and open with another person.
She needed that praise, to help her forget the shame of her past.
