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Drip.
Just as I felt myself rising, teetering close to the edge, it was gone. The air felt cold against my wet skin, my body clenching desperately around nothing.
The scream tore from my throat, raw and broken. My pussy spasmed uncontrollably around the vibrations, my whole body thrashing against the cuffs, begging without
words.
The vibration filled me instantly, deep and overwhelming, sending shocks tearing through my body. My knees buckled, but there was nowhere to fall–he had me pinned, stretched, trembling with the sudden invasion.
A sharp slap landed on my thigh, stinging hot. His voice followed, low, merciless.
“Silence.”
“Relax,” Louis growled, his hand gripping my hip hard. “You’ll take it.”
I whimpered, straining against the cuffs, but the slickness of my own need betrayed me. The toy pushed in, stretching me slowly but relentlessly until I gasped, my pussy clenching tight around the intrusion.
“Not yet,” Louis murmured at my ear, his voice rough with control. “You’ll come when I allow it. Until then, you suffer.”
The wax dripped again, this time on the other nipple, the heat slicing through me like fire. My cry broke into a sob, but my hips rolled helplessly, grinding against the toy that pulsed inside me.
I screamed. My whole body convulsed, pussy tightening like a vice around the toy, waves of unbearable sensation tearing through me. The sting seared, but the vibration pressed deep, pushing me right against the edge–so close I could taste it, so close my body tried to come without his permission.
The wax hit again–hot, biting, merciless–and I screamed, arching against the cuffs until the leather cut into my wrists. The vibrations deep inside me rattled through every nerve, my pussy clenching so tight it almost hurt.
“NO-!” the cry ripped from me before I could stop it, my voice breaking into a sob,
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Louis chuckled, dark and satisfied.
Louis didn’t stop. He shifted, and I felt the candle tilt above me.
The candle tilted again.
“Good girl,” Louis growled, pushing the toy deeper, twisting it until I nearly screamed. “So fucking wet… greedy little wolf, clenching already”
A sudden drop of molten wax splashed against my nipple.
Louis chuckled.
Louis’s lips brushed my ear, voice dark silk. “So tight… your body resists even while it begs.”
Drip.
He angled the toy, pressing it against that perfect spot inside me. My back bowed, a raw cry tearing from my throat, my pussy fluttering around the relentless vibrations. I was so close, too close–my orgasm surging fast, unstoppable.
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The toy thrummed deep inside me, vibrations tearing through my core, scattering my thoughts. My knees buckled, but his grip held me upright, forcing me to feel every second of it.
Wax rolled down over my pussy lips this time, sharp fire meeting unbearable vibration, and my mind shattered into raw, desperate need. I tugged at the cuffs, throat hoarse with screams and moans. My blindfold was wet with tears.
Suddenly, the hum of the toy brushed over my clit again, circling, taunting, until I was shaking against the cuffs. My body begged for release, my pussy so wet it ached, every nerve wound too tight. Then I felt it–Louis shifting, the toy pressing lower, nudging at my entrance. My breath caught in my throat, a strangled gasp breaking free.
“Eager already?” his voice rumbled, laced with dark amusement. The vibrator dragged higher, tracing the crease where my thigh met my core, but he never settled it where I ached most. I bit my lip hard, holding back the plea burning in my throat. He’d warned me. He wanted silence, obedience.
“Open for me,” he ordered, his voice gravel and steel. His hand gripped my hip hard
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enough to bruise, steadying me as the tip of the vibrator slid against my soaked folds.
Suddenly, he pressed the toy flat against my clit. The sensation tore through me, so sharp and overwhelming I nearly cried out. My knees buckled, but his hands at my waist forced me to stay upright. The blindfold made it worse–I couldn’t see him, couldn’t prepare, only feel the relentless vibrations pounding into me.
He leaned close, his breath hot against my car. “Not yet. You will only cum with my cock inside you.”
I obeyed with a broken moan, legs quivering.
Drip.
“Beautiful,” Louis murmured, his voice threaded with dark pride. “Look at you… bound, blindfolded, trembling for me.”
“Too much—” I gasped, my body arching.
“Louis–please—I can’t—”
The toy twisted suddenly inside me, hitting that spot again just as another stream of
my wax kissed
skin.
Tears pricked behind the blindfold, my whole body shaking from denial, my pussy clenching around nothing, aching for the toy, aching for him. Louis chuckled, dark an cruel.
Drip.
And then it was gone. Louis pulled the toy out in one smooth motion, leaving me empty, trembling, desperate.
Another drop fell. Then another. Each one seared a path into my flesh, the sharp burn twisting into raw, electric pleasure that made my pussy clench hard around the toy. Louis chuckled, and at this moment I wished I could see his pretty annoying face.
His lips brushed my ear, dark with amusement. “No. Not enough.”
The toy returned, slower this time, circling my clit with maddening precision, pushing me higher and higher only to pull away again. My breath broke into ragged sobs behind my bitten lip, every part of me strung tight between need and restraint. His hand slid
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into my hair, tugging my head back while the vibrations pulsed at the edge of my sanity.
“Fuck-” I choked out, my body shaking with the overwhelming fullness.
The wax splashed against my swollen clit.
I couldn’t answer. I could only gasp, shake, cry out, every nerve overwhelmed. The blindfold made it worse–I couldn’t see where the next drop would fall, couldn’t brace myself.
The wax slid lower, past my nipple, crawling over the soft skin of my stomach. I sobbed, jerking helplessly. I couldn’t see. I couldn’t prepare. All I could do was wait for the next drop, my body shaking, caught between pain and unbearable pleasure.
“Please—” I whispered, but the word broke into a cry as he pushed it inside.
“Beg,” he ordered softly. “Show me you know who owns this body.”
“Spread,” he growled, voice sharp like a whip.
“Do you feel it?” he whispered in my ear, his voice low and merciless. “The burn… the vibration… tearing you apart, putting you back together?”
I screamed, the sting biting sharply into my already–sensitive skin, clashing brutally with the vibrations pounding inside me. My chest arched forward instinctively, offering myself up to more pain even as I whimpered through clenched teeth.
My lips trembled. “Please, Master,” I whispered.
Drip.
walls spasm I writhed, the blindfold drowning me in darkness, every sensation sharper, unbearable. The toy pulsed inside me, the vibrations flooding my core, making my helplessly around it.
The next drop landed at the top of my mound, so close my pussy pulsed in panic. The heat radiated down, and I gasped, hips bucking against the vibrator inside me.
Suddenly I felt him at my entrance again, the tip of the toy nudging, pressing. My walls tightened instinctively, too raw, too desperate, but he didn’t care.
The wax landed just above my belly button, hot enough to sting, rolling slowly down
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my trembling skin. My thighs clenched together around the toy buried in me, but Louis’s hand shoved them apart again.
“No,” Louis snapped, pulling the toy back just enough to deny me the final push. My sob broke into a ragged cry.
And then–heat.
The low hum filled the room before I even felt it, the sound alone making my thighs tremble. My breath caught, the blindfold tightening the dark, every nerve straining to guess where he would press it first. Then it touched me–just at the inside of my thigh. The vibrations sent shocks racing upward, so close, yet maddeningly not enough. I whimpered, shifting my hips, but the cuffs and Louis’s steady grip kept me still. “Please!” I cried, the word ripped from my throat. I didn’t even know what I was begging for anymore. Release? Mercy? More?
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