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The shirt is simple and on the delicate side with no neckband, making it easy for Rafe when he rips it down the middle.

I’m in so much trouble. I can just feel it. Rafe’s calm and stoic demeanor is as scary as a man in rage.

After tearing my shirt, he pulls down the cups of my bra. He grabs a breast and squeezes it. My breath quickens. I can’t talk. I can’t move. I’ve never felt so physically helpless.

He tugs at one of my nipples, making me whimper. Letting go, he drops his hand into my pants and starts rubbing me between my thighs. To my astonishment, I get wet. How is my body responding like this?

He continues to caress me, gently and slowly, a contrast to what I know will come. The moisture between my legs grows.

“That’s good, Priscilla,” he says. “Arousal will make everything easier to take.”

Yeah? But am I truly aroused? The thing I feel most right now is fear.

Pulling down my sweats and underwear, he inhales my scent before going back to the dresser. He returns with two clamps dangling from a chain and a vibrator. I take the vibrator as a good sign.

Tucking the vibrator under his arm, he fixes one of the clamps on my nipple. I cry out into the gag.

“I would have started you with the beginner clamps, but you’ve been a bad girl,” he tells me.

He clamps my other nipple. I start to pant. Why are nipples so damn sensitive? I try to focus on something else, but he pulls on the chain. I scream.

“We’re going to be good from now on, right?” he asks.

I nod.

He turns on the vibrator and places it against me. Thank God! My mind has something else to focus on. And for some reason the vibrator feels especially potent right now.

“Remember that you’ve got to ask to come,” Rafe says.

I give him a confused look. How can I with the ball gag stuffed in my mouth?

He stares me straight in the eyes with the answer: I can’t.

With fear still coursing through me, I didn’t think that I could be aroused enough to come, but now that I know I won’t get to, my body wants it.

I try not to think about the vibrator now, but the only other thing that gets my attention are the clamps biting into my nipples. Rafe pulls on the chain again, and I desperately focus on the vibrations humming at my pussy.

“You’re not trying to come, are you?” he inquires. “Bad subs don’t get to come.”

He takes away the vibrator just as he yanks off the clamps. I scream as I convulse against the pole.That hurt like hell!

But he puts the vibrator back. I grasp onto the sensations, which feel so, so good. Even with my nipples smarting, I feel like I can come.

“Can I, Sir?” I ask, but the ball gag muffles my words. Saliva drips from the corners of my mouth.

Rafe stares hard at me. “You’re not thinking of coming without permission, are you?”

I plead with my eyes.

“Because coming without permission entails more punishment,” he continues.

This is so evil. With the ball gag in my mouth, I can’t ask to come, and I can’t ask him to stop either. Maybe that’s the point. To put me in a no-win situation. I try to ignore the blossoming rapture in my loins, but my body is all keyed up, extra vigilant to stimuli because I’m still in flight-or-fight mode.

He turns the vibrator on higher. Oh no...

I squirm away from the vibrator, though my desire roars in protest.

“Stay still,” Rafe commands, twisting my left nipple.

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