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But my body adjusts to the vibrations and welcomes the stimulation. Darren moves his hips faster and harder, shoving me toward the headboard. He increases the pounding as the delicious percolation between my thighs intensifies. Soon, Darren is driving into me like there’s no tomorrow, but the stabbing pain is overshadowed by my impending climax.

“Oh, fuck!” I swear before I explode, my legs straining wildly against the restraints.

Darren grunts his way to his climax, but my body is too busy being buffeted between waves of euphoria to notice. When I’m finally able to pull away the wand, the area between my thighs is throbbing like crazy. Little tremors still shoot through my legs haphazardly.

“You can keep the wand,” Darren says when we’ve both recovered from our orgasms. “Practice with the higher settings.”

My eyes glaze over. Higher settings?

“Then let me know how it goes.”

“I’ve got to report back to you?” I joke.

“Yes,” he replies before undoing the restraints from my ankles.

“You’re serious.”

He looks at me like I’m weird for thinking otherwise.

“And if I don’t fit in any of this ‘practice?’” I challenge.

“Then there are consequences.”

“Consequences? Like what?”

He gives me a devilish grin. “You’re welcome to find out.”

I look at the wand. I get the feeling this “gift” will prove to be a Trojan horse.

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