Playing Hard to Master (Masters Unleashed 2)

Calm had spread over her mind, and she let him make that decision. Another buzzing noise started. He nipped her bottom lip and she opened her mouth, feeling his fingers probing it, feeling her teeth and tongue. She tried to suck his fingers, but the gag was in the way.

The buzzing thing touched one of her nipples, and she jerked away then pressed toward it. A vibrator—strong enough to sand off her nipple if he kept it up. Instead, he used the thing to draw a path down her body, like a swarm of kinky bees attacking her.

He got to her pussy, but lightened the pressure on the thing, holding it just far enough away to make her crazy.

“Show me,” he rumbled.

Show him what?

/> “Get yourself off with it, slave. I’m not helping, except to stand here and hold it.”

Nooooo. This was too embarrassing. But she needed to come so bad! He might decide not to let her come at all.

“Show me how you come, sweetheart. Is your greedy pussy going to drip all over my hand?”

Oh fuck. Two more fucking words. She wouldn’t even need the vibrator.

She stood very still, but that wasn’t what he wanted.

His hand went to her ass, toying with the plug vibrating there. Her body tried to get away from the weird sensation, and her hips shot forward. Clit met vibe, and she screeched, overwhelmed, tried to back away, only to have him fuck her ass with the plug. She tried to save her ass from him again, and pressed hard against the vibe a second time. She pinballed back and forth between the two, helpless to stop.

“No, no, no.” The orgasm had built up too far, and now she was afraid. He tugged the gag down and the blindfold up, then crushed the vibrator against her clit.

She shrieked, her whole body seizing up and holding there, as though the orgasm was too big and didn’t know how to get out. Her mouth hung open, and all there was for her was bright lights and buzzing.

“Ohh, that’s a good girl,” Ambrose murmured. “That big one is trying to come out, isn’t it? Come on, baby, come for me.”

Her body listened to his voice, and the orgasm rolled out like it had a mind of its own, holding her hostage while her body throbbed and trembled and spasmed. Pleasure of a painful intensity overloaded her, and her legs gave out. He pressed her back against the pillar, pinning the vibe between his thigh and her pussy, while he untied one of her wrists, then her ribcage. She came again, the second orgasm wringing out more than she’d thought she had left. Dazed, she didn’t protest when he laid her on a chaise and pushed her thighs back, exposing all of her tender parts to his gaze.

He lightened his touch with the vibrator, and crouched over her, sucking and biting her nipples. A third orgasm was his reward.

“Oh God!” She’d lost all jurisdiction over her body. She didn’t want to come anymore, but he didn’t seem to care.

“I’m not a God. Just your Master. The master of your body, for now, at least. I wonder if I’m the master of your mind yet?”

“Yes, yes, Master.”

His smile was fearsome.

He tugged on the buttplug, removed it, lubed her again, then, just when she thought he’d take her, he coaxed a bigger plug into her. She hissed, trying to stop, but the vibrator and the pressure in her ass had her screaming with pleasure again. He fucked her with the plug, holding her down, while she weakly tried to escape.

“Do you feel this plug in your ass?”

He set it to a slow throb. How could she not feel it? It was huge.

“I’m going to fuck your sweet little cunt while this vibe is still in your ass.”

“No,” she whimpered. “It’s going to hurt me, Master.”

“It probably will, a little. Can you imagine how full you’ll feel? How mine?”

“No, please, Master.” She begged, her face itching from the tears and drying drool and mascara she could feel smeared down her face. Master was watching her like she was the most beautiful toy he’d ever seen.

“Okay,” he conceded. Was he shaking too? “I’ll put the smaller one back in before I fuck you. But if I do that, you have to come for me again.”

“I can’t!” she squealed, exhausted. It felt like someone had jellified all of her bones.

He used his mouth, teeth, and the bigger plug to show her that she most definitely could. The pitiful, weak cries when she came sounded pathetic, even to her. She lay under him limply. There was no point in struggling. She was going to orgasm again if he insisted on it.