Bring her to climax

Her slit is already wet. You knew this was getting to her but she’s getting ahead of you. “Exactly. You are helpless.”

“I…” She sucks air in through clenched teeth as your moistened fingers find her clitoris.

You rub your cheek against hers as your left hand slides down to her neck.

“Exposed and ****.” She bites her upper lip as your fingers begin playing with her sex button.

“You cannot help yourself, let alone anyone else.” Your left hand grabs her by the throat, not hard enough to **** her, but firm enough to send that message.

“Ah…Ahhhhh…” Her eyelids are squeezed shut tight, her breathing quickening, her pulse racing.

“Completely at my mercy.”

Her body starts to shudder as her clit swells under your ministrations.

“You have. No. Power.”

Her heart is beating like a drum, her breath coming in short gasps.

“No!” She shouts, one last attempt at defiance.

“You know it’s true.”

“No no no…no power!” Her whole body is quivering now as you push her to the brink. “Helpless! Defenseless! Mercy! I…have…no…POWER!!”

Her whole body bucks as she climaxes, waves of released tension pulsing through her frame. Her heartbeat is strong enough to shake the heavy metal chair, which groans, twists, and half collapses under her from the stress.

For several minutes she just pants, riding the sensation of total release. You stroke her hair tenderly with one hand while your other hand gently rubs her sex to denouement.

Just when you think she might be drifting off to sleep her eyes snap open, bright and blue. She looks into your face and shame starts to replace fulfillment.

“Better?” She ducks her head and you kiss her tenderly on the cheek. “So what have we learned? We’ve established that you’re powerless here, that being dominated does turn you on, and that I can get you off basically whenever I want.”

She shoots you a dirty look but can’t bring herself to say anything.

“So far so good. Time to get you out of that chair so you can return the favor!”