Page 136 of Wicked Refusal

She obeys without question. I’m tempted to shove the whole thing down her throat, make her suck around the leather handle until she’s begging for the real thing.

But then I couldn’t fuck her with it.

Instead, I pick up the third toy I’ve chosen: a smooth, bright red silicone vibrator.

The second I push it between her lips, her thighs clench together.

“Dirty little kitten,” I croon. “You want this between your legs?”

She nods breathlessly.

“Then suck.”

She doesn’t make me say it twice. Her plump, red lips wrap around the head instantly. I watch her tongue dart out, looking for ridges that aren’t there, for the shape of a head or the taste of precum.

I imagine it’s my cock there. It twitches hard in my pants. But I remind myself that’s not the goal today. Instead, I turn the vibrator on. “I saidsuck.”

The vibration is light at the lowest setting, but it’s enough to get her moaning around the girth of it. Without hesitation, she starts sucking in earnest.

I rock the toy gently in her mouth. With my free hand, I pick the flogger back up and start dragging it over her bound arms.

The handcuffs rattle. She’s struggling against them, desperate for more.

“Tell me what you want.” I pull the vibrator out of her mouth. “Ask for it,kotyonok.”

“I want to come,” she gasps. “Please, I need to come, please?—”

A smirk blooms on my face. “If you insist.”

Without warning, I press the vibrator to her clit.

“Ahh!”She shifts her hips back in a panic. After the way I’ve teased her, her whole body is a live wire, sensitive to the point of overstimulation.

But she asked me to make her come, and that’s exactly what I’m gonna do.

I press the toy back against her. She starts squirming again, desperate to get away fromtoo-soon-too-much.

I amp up the vibration in response.

“Y-Yulian,” she whines. “It’s t-too much. I… I c-can’t…”

“Can’t you?” I roll the tip over her clit. “Look at that pretty pink pussy of yours. It’s dripping for it.” I twist the toy, pressing down harder, dragging out a scream. “Don’t tell me you don’t want to come when you look like this.”

Her legs shudder. She tries to squeeze them closed, but I force them open again, settling between them to keep them spread. She’s drenching the sheets, making a mess. The room is soaked in her scent.

I’ve never been so hard in my fucking life.

“Yulian,” she gasps, “I-I’m gonna?—”

She doesn’t get to finish that sentence. Her orgasm tears through her moments later. I drink in every second of it: the violent buck of her hips, the helpless shudder of her body. It goes on forever.

I don’t take off the vibrator. Not even for an instant.

Finally, she slumps back into the mattress. Her resistance is thoroughly broken. Her clit twitches, red and overstimulated, against the vibrating tip of the toy, but she doesn’t squirm away. Doesn’t have the strength to anymore.

Good.She doesn’t get to turn down pleasure from me. “What do you want, kitten?”

“You.” She’s nearly incoherent, mouth gaping like a fish out of water. “I—I wantyou.”