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my cock.”
    I looked at the round black machine he’d placed on the
floor. It looked like half of a small barrel. Resting on the top was a
flesh-colored dildo.
    I straddled it and sank down.
    “Hold open your pussy lips so I can see.”
    My fingers slipped as I tried to pinch my wet, swollen
labia. I finally managed it, opening myself and leaning back so my upper body
wouldn’t block the view. The chain of the nipple clamps tapped against my belly
as I moved.
    I positioned myself over the dildo, then looked up. Master
Clay nodded and I sank down. I moaned in pleasure. The feeling of fullness was
almost enough to have me coming.
    “No, Leona. You may not come unless you’re sucking my cock.”
    I looked at Master Clay and opened my mouth. He took his
semierect cock from his pants and pressed it against my lips. I was tense, not
wanting to go through the deep throat fucking from before. Licking the head of
his cock, I felt it swell in my mouth.
    “Do not bite me when I turn the machine on.”
    I had a moment to wonder what he was talking about before
the things I was straddling started to vibrate. It was a thousand times more
intense than my own small vibrator. I moaned around Master Clay’s cock as
pleasure spiked through me. I started sucking him in earnest, my head bobbing
up and down on his increasingly erect cock.
    “Raise your hands.”
    I released my pussy lips and lifted my arms. Master Clay
hooked one finger in the D-rings on the cuffs and stretched my arms up above my
head. “Lean forward, Leona, so that your clit touches the Sybian.”
    I looked up at him, knowing I wouldn’t be able to stop
myself from coming if I got any more stimulation.
    “I said you could come as long as you were sucking my cock.”
    The instant I shifted, rocking so that my clit touched the
vibrating black surface, I came. I sucked hard on Master Clay’s cock as
pleasure washed over me. My head was bobbing up and down, his cock now hitting
the back of my throat, but I didn’t care.
    The orgasm peaked and started to subside, but the
stimulation didn’t stop. I started to lift myself off but Master Clay put one
foot on my thigh, forcing me back down. I jerked and started to come again. I
ripped my mouth off his cock as my teeth clenched from the intensity of the
pleasure.
    “Master,” I begged.
    Dropping to one knee, Master Clay forced me down. He bent my
upper body so that my belly practically touched the Sybian. I sobbed as my clit
was bombarded with sensation. He released my arms only to force them together
behind my back. A hand on the small of my back kept me in contact with the
machine.
    “You think you can’t come any more, don’t you?”
    “I can’t. I can’t. Master, please.” I barely knew what I was
saying. My leg and belly muscles were shaking.
    “I think you can. I think that I can make you come again and
again. You would do anything I asked of you right now, wouldn’t you, Leona?”
    “Yes, Master, yes. Whatever you want.”
    “You’d do it to make this stop, or you’d do it because this
isn’t enough, because you need more?”
    It wasn’t until he asked that I realize the truth in his
words. There was something building inside me, something so intense and strange
that I hadn’t realized what it was—another peak, another wave of pleasure that
could and would break over me if given the chance.
    I hung my head, unable or unwilling to say the truth.
    “Remember that, Leona. Remember that if I wanted to I could
make you do anything I want.” There was something in his voice that I knew
should frighten me, but I couldn’t focus enough to understand what it was.
    “Yes, Master, anything.”
    “Good.”
    The vibration slowed and I breathed a sigh of relief. Master
Clay let me sit up, then slid his hand between me and the machine. He placed a
finger on each side of my clit before turning the machine up once more. His
fingers transferred the vibration from the machine to my hypersensitive body.
Instead

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