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Raider tied the vibrator to my pussy, securing it so that the head was right on my clit.
A sharp cry left me as an orgasm burst through me. My muscles tensed, but I was bound in place, the rope holding me still. I gasped, the vibrations unending, the pleasure borderline painful.
It was so much, too much, and everything that I wanted. In fact, I wanted more, even if I didn’t.
I was completely overstimulated. It was a special kind of torture, the delicious kind. I moaned, relaxing as the last of my orgasm brought me down. But within a few seconds, my body was already careening towards the edge again.
The vibrator echoed around us, my moans following.Fuck me. Fuck.I strained against the ropes, but it was no use.
“Raider,” I huffed. “Fuck.”
“Yes, sugar?”
I moaned, my head tipping back. My lips parted, my nipples hardening. I shivered in the ropes, pulling against them, trying to pull the vibrator away—it was no use.
I was stuck like this for however long he decided.
He finished tying off the ropes and stepped in front of me. I looked up at him, meeting his delighted gaze. There was a devilish satisfaction there, the smug son of a bitch. Both of his cocks were hard, pre-cum dripping from them. I whimpered as pleasure rolled through me, overstimulating every nerve ending in my body.
Just the sight of him looming over me this way was enough to make me come again.
“No,” I gasped, the pleasure taking over.
He chuckled. Tears filled my eyes as I was thrown overboard again, my body riding the high of the orgasms.
Up and back down again.
I panted, melting into the ropes.
He reached down and grabbed both of his cocks, stroking them.
“Look at me,” he whispered.
I looked up at him, tears running down my cheeks. All he’d done was put me on my knees and tie a vibrator to me, but I was helpless. Completely helpless and at his mercy. And damned if I didn’t like that.
“Aw, sugar,” he said lovingly. “Why don’t you come for me again?”
He reached down and hit the button, turning up the intensity. It was like being struck by a freak lightning bolt all over again.
I screamed. I didn’t care who heard me. I couldn’t help it. It pounded against my clit, over and over in a constant rhythm, driving me insane.
“I hate you,” I sobbed.
“You hurt my feelings,” he teased, cupping my face.
I gasped as another wave of an orgasm hit me. I couldn’t stop it from happening, this one even more intense than the last.
“Do you know your safeword?” he asked, checking in.
I nodded, whimpering as I squeezed my eyes shut. I knew it. I could use it. I knew I could use it, but I refused to. Every bit of pleasure was a shard of pain, and I craved it. I felt delirious as I looked back up at him, groaning.
“I know it.”
“Good girl,” he praised. “And you’ll use it if need be. Won’t you?”
I nodded, biting my bottom lip. My thighs shivered, trembles wracking my body.
I closed my eyes again, savoring the sensations that were wrecking me. Pleasure rolled through me, as sharp as a sword. It sliced me, pleasured me, making me scream. I moaned, moving my hips as if that would offer some sort of relief. Instead, it only seemed to make things worse.
