Nipple clamps and a mysterious salve

"The hell is that?" She asked, trying not to betray a sense of fear.

Oberyn knelt in front of her and looked up with a smokey glint in his eye. "These are nipple camps, would've thought a beautiful witch like you would be familiar."

He opened the dangerous looking clamps to demonstrate. "See, they open like this,"

Moving the clamps towards her exposed, hardened nipples, he smirked. "and then those sweet, sensitive little nubs of yours go in -"

The clamps snapped closed and Nova jumped. Flush filled her face realizing they had just barely grazed her.

"Right there." He grinned wickedly. " And the sensation causes pain, pleasure, some even orgasm just from that alone. I wonder if you're one of those lucky girls."

"I know what a nipple clamp is, you retched creature."

He ignored her, "but we're not going to find out tonight. That's where this comes in."

He lifted the jar of mysterious salve and unscrewed the top. The smell was tantalizing. Smoky, oaky and spicy, like a fireplace cracking as you fucked on the floor.

"My own creation. Heightens sensations through increased blood flow, helps relax the muscles and allow pleasure to overcome your body. Until you reach the very edge that is. Then it blocks the orgasm completely."

Nova's eyes went wide, "you can't...I..."

"Can't?" He dipped two fingers into the salve and brought them to one hard nipple, rubbing in deliriously slow circles. "Love, you forget who's in charge here. Don't worry, there's a reversal. I'll give it to you when I'm ready to feel you clench around my cock."

She gasped as he moved to the other nipple. The effect was instantaneous. His hands felt so good, callous fingertips against her throbbing nipples. She just wanted more of him. Her mind started to wander to what that cock he kept talking about would feel like.

"How's that, baby?"

"I'm not your baby. Or your love, or your - AHHHH!" Her protests were silenced by two fingers entering her, his thumb running circles on her clit. Undoubtedly they were all coated in the salve as well.

"Oh but you are. Your mine until I'm satisfied with what I've gotten out of you, on both fronts."

He removed his fingers and licked them clean. "You were soaking wet before my magic, you'll be begging me to cum before the hour's up."

Nova tried to breath, to talk sense into herself. But she missed the feeling of his fingers inside her and longed for a true release.

"Now, where was I?"