Teasingly Tangled

I gasp aloud, as desire floods my mind. I look over at her, knowing the choice is likely in her hands, and hers alone. She smirks back, rubbing the top of her tongue around my nipple slowly, taunting me playfully, giving me small bursts of pleasure, while giving me no real or measurable relief.

I felt her left hand, slowly caressing my side with a few fingers, similarly giving me just enough pleasures to keep my frustration alive, as my desperation for them to claim me already rises every higher. As I keep my gaze fixed on her, I allow my gaze to drop as her right hand moves to my cheek.

Her smile growing, she lifts her tongue off my nipple, pausing before, amusingly replying, "Oh, I don't know... she may not want us to. I hate to **** her..." She trails off as my eyes go wide, and she simply smiles back at me smugly, moving her right hand from her cheek to brushing through my hair.

"Pl...Please...Don't....Don't stop...!" I murmur, feeling desire growing louder within me." Naked, my arms still bound behind me, I find my mind racing to come to terms with this switch... yet, I can't even use my arms to impore them, as my mind desires to do so. My back arches, I read, giving my best puppy dog eyes as they tease me, humilating me as I desire to do, what it seems they were already going to do, gnaws at my mind.

Gasping, I look back at him, seeing him shoot me a naughty look. "Please!?!? Oh, PLEASE, USE ME! MASTer!" I cry out now, loudly, as tears break out, dripping down my cheek. I cry out to them again, feeling my muscles grow tight..

After a bit, his smile grows, "Well, if you want it so badly.", and with that, he rubs his finger once more in and out of my shaved mound. Almost immediately, I felt my pleasure rising, and I let out a sigh, moaning softly at his touch, only for him to stop suddenly, just before I could feel myself orgasm.