No more fun for Sunni.

You decide the girls have had enough fun, so you use your powers to separate them. Sunni squeals in disappointment; she was right on the edge of an orgasm. Not that you would have let her come, but now you use your power to keep her at the excruciating split second before orgasm indefinitely. Her breath comes in tiny, quick pants, and you make sure to take in the way this makes her chest move.

Sunni begins to masturbate. She's sliding her fingers in and out of her cunt with her left hand, and furiously rubbing her clit with her right. But it's no good. She can't come, and she lets out a whimpering sigh of frustration.

"What the hell?" demands Skye. "What have you done to us? I'll kill you!" she snarls.

"No you won't." you reply calmly. She can't do anything to you unless you allow it.

Ignoring the angry Skye, you turn your attention back to Sunni. You **** her to stand and move her hands away from her groin. She stands there gasping and moaning and gyrating her hips, anything to get a bit of friction down there. Then you reach into your bag. Sunni screams in fear as you hold up a metal chastity belt. She can't escape you, so her pelvis starts to work overtime. She's **** to get relief before you lock her cunt away.

She sobs pathetically as you secure the belt around her waist. When the shield closes over her dripping vagina she wails in frustration. You step back, return Sunni's control over her movements and watch with satisfaction as she drops to the floor and begins to claw at the device. You don't think she has even noticed she can't talk yet.

Leaving Sunni to endure her tantalizing predicament, you walk over to Skye. She's looking at you with terror and tries to back away.