Jason returns the favor.

While Jason may be left satisfied, Eliza is left with a hot and irritated crotch that hasn’t been quelled yet. It wasn’t until she was finished did she realize that her own hand had migrated downward, stimulating her very wet lips.

“That was amazing.” Jason said between heavier breaths. “I believe you have earned a reward. Get on the couch.” The necklace followed his command, though Eliza would have done the same regardless. She was getting used to it, and it honestly wasn’t all bad. It was like a weird convenience, her body could move without her having to exert any energy herself. Once she got into position, Jason moved in closer to her.

“Perfect. Now, spread them.” Eliza looked at him wide eyed, then down to her legs as they split apart, and they were splitting apart wide. Her face became flush at the embarrassing position, her only defense to cover her face as her legs wouldn’t follow her commands. Jason leaned in close to her spread eagle form, bathing her stomach and thighs in his hot breath. His hand traced up her thigh and across her shorts, his fingers applying pressure as they went. Her hips involuntarily pushed into his touch, her body **** for sexual stimulation.

He rubbed the outside of her shorts for a while, the pressure feeling good but in no way satisfying, only succeeding in making her lust grow. Eliza bit her lip as she felt his hand on her stomach, her body tensing in anticipation as it slipped under her shorts. They slipped past her panties as well, making direct contact with her sensitive bean. One little rub was enough to send Eliza reeling, letting out a heavy, sensual moan.

Her body had prepared itself a little too well, her mind doing much of the work as her sensitive slit got stroked. Eliza’s hips refused to stay still, jutting out and spasming as the stimulation grew greater and greater. The pleasure was about to go over the tipping point when Jason removed his hand, Eliza letting out a quiet, **** cry.

“You aren’t allowed to cum yet, not until I say. Now, let’s take these off.” Jason’s hands swiftly undoes her shorts her body slipping them down to her knees. Eliza covered her face once more in embarrassment as his hand grabbed the last article of clothing keeping her privates covered. The panties slid down her legs, rolling up slightly before being completely removed. She was now completely nude from the waist down, and Jason was intensely staring at her exposed privates.

“Stop s-staring at it.” Eliza squeaked out, covering her crotch from his view.

“It’s very pretty, you have nothing to be afraid of. Let me see it.” The choker interpreted this as a command, forcibly removing her hands. It also went to extra mile to return her to the spread eagle position, causing Eliza to turn yet another deeper shade of red.

His hands caressed gently down her lower lips, poking and prodding at the entrance. Even with how embarrassed she was, her body knew what it wanted, gyrating her hips slightly in tune to his movements. He poked at her entrance once more, this time finding the split of her lips and forcing himself inside. Though forcing is the wrong word to use as her walls took him inside eagerly, almost sucking him in even deeper.

Eliza shuttered as she felt Jason explore her forbidden garden, her walls squeezing down on the foreign object. Each little movement felt amplified inside of her, sending an array of stimulating pleasure. Though she could feel the urge for more, as this was not nearly satisfying enough for her. This erotic **** continued for a while, only getting worse once another finger found its way inside of her.

Eliza reeled her head back as another mini-spasm erupted from her inner walls. Right then the two pleasurable explorers exited, leaving her needy pussy vacant. It didn’t take long to see why, as for when Eliza looked at why Jason had stopped, she found his face shooting between her legs.

“Wait master, I’m-awwwwwwww fuuuuuuck.” Eliza white knuckled the cushions as Jason went to town with his tongue. Her sensitive clit was being assaulted, sending a thunderstorm of pleasure to Eliza’s mind. Simply breathing became audible as she began gasping air, taking wild breaths as her pleasure reservoir began to fill rapidly. The room seemed to melt away, her brain using too much power to translate the stimulation that was bombarding her. That’s all she could think about, just the pleasure of how good she felt, and the fact that she was edging close to cumming. Her body telegraphed the event, tensing up her lower muscles in preparation.

The sensation built higher and higher until it reached the tipping point. And then, it stayed there. It didn’t overflow like all the other times before, instead it sat there teetering on the edge, her body not willing to give her the release she was so **** for.

“Why, why am I not cumming?” Eliza stayed on the edge of the orgasm, the pre-orgasmic stimulation practically being ****. “Let me cum, I need to cum.” She begged, her voice weak and ****. The sensation began to fade as Jason lifted his head, confused at her words. Eliza whimpered in frustration, the act of going to the edge only to come back down was almost worse than the stimulation **** itself.

“What do you mean by…Oh shit. I didn’t think about that, I did say you weren’t allowed to cum until I said you could.” While he was working through what has happening, Eliza reeled her head back as he continued the stimulation with his finger. “You want to cum then right?”

“Yes…please.” Eliza whimpered, her body shaking uncontrollably from the stimulation.

“Fine, I’ll let you cum…but you have to beg for it.”

“What? Really? Just let me cum.”

“Then you should get to begging.” Jason looked back at her with an almost sadistic grin, knowing that in the end she wouldn’t be able to resist. It didn’t take long for Eliza to swallow her pride as she wasn’t sure how much more she could handle.

“Please…master. I need to cum, I need you to make me cum. I can’t take it.” she begged, her voice feeble but sensual. Jason reacted with a smile.

“That’s a good girl. Alright, I'll allow you to cum in 5 seconds.” After giving his permission, his head dove back down into her pussy. It instantly reached her orgasmic tipping point, teetering on the edge once again as her brain waited those 5 excruciating seconds. It felt like an eternity to her pleasure drunk mind, it much too eager for release. And then, the dam broke.

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck…” Eliza repeated as a tidal wave of ecstasy overtook her mind, all her muscles contracting at once. Her entire inner walls collapsed in upon themselves, squeezing at a nonexistent cock that should be inside of her. The orgasm was so much more intense than anything she had felt before, each spasm feeling like an earthquake that jolted through her core. Her hips jutted out into Jason’s face, Eliza losing any ability to control her body. It was mind melting just how hard she was cumming, her mind overtaken by pure sexual bliss. Jason had disappeared from the room as well as everything else, Eliza's mind only focusing on the stimulation that threated to fry her brain.

The eruption didn’t slow down either like it usually does, it stayed at 100% power for way too long. Any words that were coming out of her mouth had degraded into a series of howling moans and primal grunts, the ability too speak being much to complicated in her current state. After another eternity her body finally went limp, the orgasm finally lowering to manageable levels. Her breathing had become hard and labored, her body only moving as a response to the random spasms as it winded down from her orgasmic high.