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Number five: Any submissive not agreeing to these terms may not be admitted to The Gallery. Any resistance or refusal of these rules is cause for immediate expulsion from the premises.He’d added,You can imagine where resistance will get you.
Oh, I could imagine all right. The whole setup, with the rules and sponsors and uniforms, was so profoundly perverted that my clit was about to catch fire. I wanted to call Devin and tell him how keyed up I was, and let him hear my orgasm, the one I’d been waiting for since I’d gotten to New York. But if he was in the middle of flying a plane, I might make him crash.
Instead, I closed my eyes and pictured him in my mind. I remembered the way he’d jumped me when we got to the hotel on São Miguel, and the way he’d punished me when I kept him from leaving for New York the first time.Oh God, oh God, that feels bad…and good.I stayed on my knees and stroked my clit, pretending he was standing over me. With my other hand, I flicked the chain connecting the clamps, then tugged it to make them tighten each time I squeezed on the plug in my ass.
It didn’t take long to work my body into a powerful orgasm. I grasped my pussy, riding the pulsing waves, amazed at the strength of my climax. I tended to come pretty easily, especially when I was bound, plugged, or clamped, but those orgasms weren’t like the ones Devin gave me.
And he wasn’t even here.
When my climax subsided, I collapsed on the floor, the carpet’s scratchy texture adding another level of stimulation. The clamps had to come off, or my nipples might never recover, so I removed them, gritting my teeth against the painful detachment of the rubber end caps.Ouch, ouch, ouch.I decided to leave in the butt plug a bit longer, because it made me feel dirty and owned.
While I lay there, panting for breath, I thought how long it had been since someone excited me this way. Forever. Literally forever. I really appreciated Devin in that moment. I really, really liked him, more than felt comfortable. I reached for the phone I’d left on the bed.
Hi, I texted him, squeezing on the plug.I got your package. Thank you.
I waited to see if he would respond, mentally doing the math about what time it was in various parts of the world. Before I could come up with the times for Europe, at least, I saw he was texting back.
I thought you might like it.
I liked everything about it. Thanks also for the test results. I’ll send mine soon.
Sounds good. I’ll be back Tuesday, if you want to do something.A pause, then more blinking dots.The Gallery is only open on Saturdays. Did you read the rules?
Yes, Sir.I rested my head on my arm, wishing he were here to touch me.I’m okay with all of them.I hesitated, then typed,They really turned me on.
It won’t be as enjoyable as you think, he texted.I’ve been dreaming about things to do to you.
He called them dreams, but they were probably more like nightmares to the average woman. Not me.I can’t wait to go, I said.
There was another pause. I wondered what he was doing. Walking through an airport? Flying a plane? Masturbating in his hotel room?
Did you follow my directions?he asked.Did you wear the clamps and put in the plug while you read the rules?
Yes, Sir. They felt bad, but I came really hard.I added a couple blushing faces.I’m still wearing the plug now.
Are you? Why?
How could I answer a question like that without humiliating myself? Maybe that was what he wanted.I didn’t want to take it out yet, I texted.I came so hard. I’m lying here feeling very…I thought a moment.Very naughty.
Make yourself come again, then, he texted.One last orgasm allowed, then no more until I get back.
Until you get back?!Good God, I’d just broken the seal on my horny-urges bottle, and he wanted me to cap it again?
I knew he was grinning sadistically as he texted back.It’s only four days. Less than four days. In the meantime, you can use the plug to stretch your asshole. That plug is designed for long-duration use, so wear it at night while you’re sleeping.Three dots blinked.It’ll also be a good reminder that you’re not allowed to come.
I bit my lip, staring at the phone.Is that a suggestion, to wear the plug, or…
Not a suggestion. In fact, text me every night when you’ve put it in, so we’ll keep you honest. You have plenty of lube to work with.
I eyed the huge bottle ofBACK DOORhe’d provided, and sighed.Yes, Sir, I texted.
Good girl. Now put down the phone and come with the plug in your ass. Grind on a pillow or something.
I stretched on my stomach, letting the carpet chafe my sore nipples.I’m grinding on the floor. It’s scratchy.
You little pain slut. I wish I was there with my belt.
I moaned just thinking about it.I wish you were here too.
