An orgasm

The thing you want most in the world right now is an orgasm, and you don’t hesitate to ask for it.

“Please let me cum!” You beg.

James snorts. “Pathetic. Selfish whores like you are so predictable. All you ever want is an orgasm. Fine. I’m going to fuck you with a broom handle for, I don’t know, until I get bored I guess, and while the broom is in your useless cunt, you have my permission to cum if you can.”

Knowing that is likely the best you’ll get, you agree enthusiastically. James leaves for a minute before coming back with a broom. You're relieved to see a plastic coated handle. For a minute, you’d been envisioning an old wooden one that would leave you with splinters.

He doesn’t give you a warning before he is shoving it inside and the pleasure helps you forget about the pain in your clit for a minute.

In and out, he moves it fast, and it feels good. You're building up, but it is just too small and it's never been easy for you to cum without touching your clit.

“I’m getting bored,” James warns you and you try clenching your vaginal muscles, hoping for something more. It isn’t enough and too soon James pulls the broom from you and tosses it aside.

“Too late.”

You moan.