Keeping Her In Suspense
(bdsm, FF, image)August 07, 2013
“Do not come.”
The command had been simple, if hard to obey. Rachel had been bound in full rope bondage, the ropes wound around her body, encircling her waist and each of her breasts. More ropes had been tied around her breasts, turning them purple. Then she had been suspended from the ceiling. Vertiginously, Rachel had agreed to the command — her head swam too much to focus on orgasm.
Mistress Jane had then added to the mix. A vibrator, held in place by the Japanese bondage, set on a timer which frustrated her from orgasm, but always left her higher and higher. She tried to focus on the ground, spinning below her, but that made her queasy. She might not come, but Mistress wouldn’t be happy with a messy floor. Mistress decided to “help” her with that, by giving her a blindfold.
Then Rachel started feeling feather touches on her distended, super-sensitive nipples. As she spun, she came in contact with something — a feather duster or single feather, teasingly touching her nipples, playing with her. The vibrator kicked on inside her, revving her arousal ever higher.
“Do not come,” Mistress Jane said. “Or you will be sorely punished.”
Rachel knew the punishment would be bad, not enjoyable. Not like Mistress’ other “punishments.”
The feathers teased her nipples, again, and again as she spun. The vibrator clicked off and on again. She shifted in response, the knot of rope above her pussy brushing brusquely against her clit.
Sweat beaded on her brow, as she tried to focus on not orgasming. On anything but where she was, and what she was doing. Her back arched, she cried out, twisting. She would not come, she would obey Mistress’ orders.
Rachel heard her Mistress’ laughter as she fought the inevitable.