Is it over?

Michael was blinded, everything before his eyes as a haze. He was so close to orgasming it just didn't want to crest that hill. Then the vibrations stopped.

"No!" he mustered breathlessly, reacting by moving his arms as if to grasp after the invisible object that controlled the buzzing. His eyes gained focus again, and the world came rushing back to him. All the senses that had been suppressed flooded his brain. First, her heard the pounding in his ears, then the feeling of being drenched and lastly, the sweet taste in his mouth. Then his eyes meet with Mistress Alex looking down on him superbly. Her face flushed from the exertion, and she was breathing heavily. Michael uttered two words, pleading to her.

"Mistress, please," his puppy eyes pleading with her. Mistress Alex looks almost sad at him. She holds her palm to his cheek and strokes it with her thumb.

"You want me to turn it on again?" Michael nods his head vigorously.

"Please, Mistress." Mistress Alex smiles a devious smile and starts the vibrator again. As soon as the vibrations begin again, Michael face transforms to a stoic mask of what can only be described as need twists his face as he tries to will an orgasm to be. He presses his head against her hand, nuzzling it.

Sarah almost pitied Michael, she saw as he struggled for her, but she had promised herself that for this weekend, she would give in to her darker urges and deny Michael at least for tonight. Mistress Alex was such a different persona from how Sarah had seen herself before. She had always been reserved, but when embodying Mistress Alex, she felt bold and assertive.

Mistress Alex pulled back the intensity of the vibrator. Michael moaned at this but didn't attempt to move. She moved his head so his eyes would align with hers.

"I'm feeling peckish, ****. Do facilitate some food, will you." Michael sat a second before the words sank in. He got up and made his way to the kitchen on unsteady legs.