toys. “You must choose a different instrument to challenge yourself with each night. Imagine your Master controls it, and discover the one that brings you the most pleasure. When I return, it will be the first one I use on you.”
His sexy promise made her giddy to try, even though he had picked some demanding instruments. She opened the box and grinned as she examined her choices. She was about to grab the shiny metal clothespins, but her hand drifted over to the Wartenberg Wheel. She knew Sir personally enjoyed the tool, and wanted to see if she could learn to appreciate its spiky caress.
Brie got up and went to her suitcase, pulling out a T-shirt of Sir’s. She’d brought it so she could sleep with Sir’s scent every night, but she’d enjoyed the way Rytsar had employed it in Russia.
She figured it would enhance the experience and draw her even closer to her Master. Brie plugged in the Magic Wand and laid the shirt on the pillow. She then picked up the wicked little wheel and scrutinized it. “Your job is to bring me pleasure.”
Taking a deep breath, she pulled down her panties and turned on the vibrator, placing it against her eager clit. The delicious vibration sent instant shivers through her. Her body knew this toy well and responded quickly as soon as she imagined Sir was watching over her.
She pulled it away, scolding herself. “Not so fast, woman.”
Brie placed the Hitachi back on her mound, and closed her eyes so she could fantasize as she played with the challenging caress of the wheel.
Sir wanted to take her in the garden…
He escorted her to the center of the huge rose garden and laid out a blanket on the grass. “Take off your clothes, téa.”
It was a beautiful Colorado day with blue skies and warm sunshine. As she undressed, Brie noticed a slight breeze and her nipples hardened in response.
Sir noticed and commented. “Your nipples are anticipating our play, I see.”
“My whole body anticipates your touch,” she confessed.
“Lie down, then, so I can begin.”
She lay on his blanket, opening her legs expectantly as he removed his shirt.
“No, téa, close those lovely legs. I have something else in mind.”
She was surprised by his command, but demurely closed her legs and waited.
Sir pulled out shears from his pocket and started cutting the stems of the most stunning roses in the garden. He seemed very particular about the ones he chose. After gathering a number of them, he stuffed the shears in his back pocket and meticulously removed the leaves from each stem.
She watched in fascination, wondering what he had planned for her. When he was done, Sir laid the flowers beside her and sucked the blood from his fingers. “Roses are beautiful but treacherous flowers.”
“They are, Master,” she agreed.
“Are you ready to be caressed by such a treacherous blossom?”
She nodded eagerly. “Please.”
He picked up a large pink bloom and put it to her nose. “Take in its scent. Know its full character.”
She breathed in its fragrance deeply, intoxicated by the sweet perfume.
Sir lightly trailed the soft petals over her stomach, causing a delightful tickling sensation. She purred with pleasure, anxious for more.
Brie rolled the wheel across her stomach and goose bumps rose on her skin. She lay her head back, breathing rapidly, pretending that Sir was dragging the large thorns of the rose across her stomach, causing her to squirm and whimper.
“I told you it’s a cruel flower.”
He leaned over and kissed the area that had received its harsh attention. His warm lips caused her stomach to tremble in pleasure.
Brie felt the very real pulsation between her legs announcing her body’s readiness to come. She pulled the Wand away and forced her heart rate to slow back down. She was going to make her body work for that orgasm, just as Sir would.
She stared at the spikes on the wheel, deciding that she could take more pressure if she prepared herself for it.
Pressing the
His sexy promise made her giddy to try, even though he had picked some demanding instruments. She opened the box and grinned as she examined her choices. She was about to grab the shiny metal clothespins, but her hand drifted over to the Wartenberg Wheel. She knew Sir personally enjoyed the tool, and wanted to see if she could learn to appreciate its spiky caress.
Brie got up and went to her suitcase, pulling out a T-shirt of Sir’s. She’d brought it so she could sleep with Sir’s scent every night, but she’d enjoyed the way Rytsar had employed it in Russia.
She figured it would enhance the experience and draw her even closer to her Master. Brie plugged in the Magic Wand and laid the shirt on the pillow. She then picked up the wicked little wheel and scrutinized it. “Your job is to bring me pleasure.”
Taking a deep breath, she pulled down her panties and turned on the vibrator, placing it against her eager clit. The delicious vibration sent instant shivers through her. Her body knew this toy well and responded quickly as soon as she imagined Sir was watching over her.
She pulled it away, scolding herself. “Not so fast, woman.”
Brie placed the Hitachi back on her mound, and closed her eyes so she could fantasize as she played with the challenging caress of the wheel.
Sir wanted to take her in the garden…
He escorted her to the center of the huge rose garden and laid out a blanket on the grass. “Take off your clothes, téa.”
It was a beautiful Colorado day with blue skies and warm sunshine. As she undressed, Brie noticed a slight breeze and her nipples hardened in response.
Sir noticed and commented. “Your nipples are anticipating our play, I see.”
“My whole body anticipates your touch,” she confessed.
“Lie down, then, so I can begin.”
She lay on his blanket, opening her legs expectantly as he removed his shirt.
“No, téa, close those lovely legs. I have something else in mind.”
She was surprised by his command, but demurely closed her legs and waited.
Sir pulled out shears from his pocket and started cutting the stems of the most stunning roses in the garden. He seemed very particular about the ones he chose. After gathering a number of them, he stuffed the shears in his back pocket and meticulously removed the leaves from each stem.
She watched in fascination, wondering what he had planned for her. When he was done, Sir laid the flowers beside her and sucked the blood from his fingers. “Roses are beautiful but treacherous flowers.”
“They are, Master,” she agreed.
“Are you ready to be caressed by such a treacherous blossom?”
She nodded eagerly. “Please.”
He picked up a large pink bloom and put it to her nose. “Take in its scent. Know its full character.”
She breathed in its fragrance deeply, intoxicated by the sweet perfume.
Sir lightly trailed the soft petals over her stomach, causing a delightful tickling sensation. She purred with pleasure, anxious for more.
Brie rolled the wheel across her stomach and goose bumps rose on her skin. She lay her head back, breathing rapidly, pretending that Sir was dragging the large thorns of the rose across her stomach, causing her to squirm and whimper.
“I told you it’s a cruel flower.”
He leaned over and kissed the area that had received its harsh attention. His warm lips caused her stomach to tremble in pleasure.
Brie felt the very real pulsation between her legs announcing her body’s readiness to come. She pulled the Wand away and forced her heart rate to slow back down. She was going to make her body work for that orgasm, just as Sir would.
She stared at the spikes on the wheel, deciding that she could take more pressure if she prepared herself for it.
Pressing the
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