Her legs wobbled, her breathing more erratic. He could have drawn the night out for hours if he wanted to. The knowledge she’d never done a scene before weighed heavy on his mind. The first experience would be intense for her, but she had already shown him the ability of perseverance. He craved to see how far he could push her.
Moving forward, he’d grant her the release she sought, only because he wanted her to go a step farther. He needed the orgasm out of the way before he did so. “Move back on it now. You are allowed to close your eyes and enjoy your climax.”
Her cry escaped her, her trembling intensified as she shifted forward. She raised her hips and found the vibrator again. The second she did, she squealed, moaned, but held her body in place.
Gavin stared in complete awe. She released control, and he witnessed the pleasure rise to her face by her flushed cheeks. With her arms bound above her, she leaned forward, allowing the weight of the rope to hold her.
As he expected, her climax rose. She cried out and panted as she squirmed over top of the vibrator. Her mouth hung open as her head dropped, her body suspended, the exact reason he’d chosen to add the support of the ropes.
He allowed her to ride out her climax, enjoyed it himself. As she cried louder, her body froze, he waited by her side. Relished watching her find the release she sought.
The second her feet gave out on her, he latched onto her hips and shifted her off the vibrator. Beneath his hands her climax continued. Her body twitched and quivered in satisfaction.
A moment later, she raised her head and sighed. It amused him, though he understood. For Josie, an orgasm meant the end. He needed to teach her, show her what she’d experienced had been a tiny part of what her body could experience.
“Take a few breaths,” he instructed. She fought for air and the last thing he needed was her to pass out. He required her to be aware.
Her mouth hadn’t closed and her eyes were filled with pleasure. He wanted to drop his pants, grab hold of her slender frame and fuck her. His wants, though, didn’t matter. The journey was about her. His duty to show her what she would gain as a submissive and how it could add to her life and her happiness.
When her breathing settled, he dropped his hands. “Move onto the next one.” She made a tsk of disapproval. He frowned. “I have not said you can have a break. Get on it. Now.”
As she wiggled forward, she grunted in disbelief. Yet, she went, positioning herself on the vibrator with the highest speed. Pride filled him.
He held back his own groan. The second her skin connected, she screamed out and her head fell backward, before it whipped from side to side. Just delivered a climax, he knew she’d be beyond sensitive. And he also understood the sensations she felt now would not be pleasurable.
“Fuck,” she cried.
He didn’t begrudge her the right to yell out. His instructions were for her to answer him with yes and no responses to his questions. He recognized her need to roar against such intenisty. His gaze stayed on her pussy as he witnessed the hard vibrations against her skin. She cried out again. No longer sounds of pleasure, but shrieks of pain. The speed of the vibrator shocked her system as he’d intended.
Leaving her where she stood, Gavin retreated against the wall to watch his prize. With her eyes wide open, tension filled her face as she strained against the ropes which bound her. His gaze traveled to her hands where she balled them into fists.
“Oh…God….” Her voice sounded tight through gritted teeth as she fought against the pleasure forced upon her.
Gavin reached down, adjusted his cock and stroked it twice. After the scene concluded, he planned to jerk off with the image of her submission in his mind. He studied her, deciding what she needed. This thing she sought out, the missing part of her life proved her to be a natural submissive. And he set out to prove it to her.
He called out, “Step away.”
She fumbled but did obey. The earlier quivers gave way to a full out quake, her breathing so short and deep, she needed a break to gather herself. He would not let her come down from the rising climax.
“On it,” he ordered.
She placed her splendid pussy back over top of the vibrator and screamed out as her head continued to move back and forth. So close, yet she couldn’t find it.
The exact acknowledgement Gavin needed. Josie was a perfect submissive
—she’d never find it on her own.
Her screams poured around him, a clear sign of complete loss of control, the sound strengthening his already hard cock. The pleasure she found was of the most brutal kind. He knew once this ended, she’d yearn to return.
Pushing off the wall, he approached her. She needed guidance. Her current state had begun to overwhelm her and he needed to intervene, or she’d break in front of him. Never his intention.
He ran his hands over her breasts and noticed they were soaked with sweat. As his touch connected, her body shook more and she sobbed. Begging for an end yet still pleading for it to continue.
He tweaked a nipple between his fingers, pinching it to shift her focus and bring her mind back to the present. “Look at me.”
She raised her head, her eyes wild with both pleasure and pain. Her screams echoed through the room.
“Breathe.”