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He was shifting on the examination table, trying to find comfort in a position that was designed to offer none. My latex dress caught the low light in the dungeon, so that each movement I made sent ripples across its shiny black surface. I loved how it felt. How it controlled me, as I prepared to control him.
The vibrating plug I’d locked inside his pussy sat silent for now, but I could see the tension in his thighs, as his hips kept trying to find friction that wasn’t there. He was already desperate and I hadn’t even touched him yet! “You’re wondering what I’m going to do,” I stated, like an observation. “You’re hoping I’ll let you cum. Aren’t you?”
“You’re hoping I’ll let you cum. Aren’t you?”
He swallowed hard, then nodded. “Words,” I commanded. “Yes, Mistress,” he replied, softly.
I smiled. “Then you’ll be disappointed.” His eyes widened and I watched the hope drain out of them, only to be replaced by something darker. Something hungrier. Because that was the game, wasn’t it? He wanted to be denied. He needed to be reminded that his pleasure wasn’t his to control.
I climbed onto the table, straddling his hips as the latex of my dress slid against his bare skin. He groaned, but not in protest. I shifted back, sitting upright, and watched his face as my thumb found the remote’s dial. His hips bucked as the plug inside him hummed to life. I twisted the dial. The vibration deepened. His back arched enough that his muscles strained.
“Look at you,” I whispered, as my hand trailed down his chest, over his stomach, and stopped just above his throbbing cock. I tapped the remote against his hip. “And I haven’t even done anything yet.”
He whimpered. I loved that sound. The remote felt alive in my hand, as I played with him. I could make him cum in seconds…I could keep him on the edge for hours…or I could do nothing and watch him slowly unravel from the anticipation alone.
Tonight, I chose the last option.
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