Not yet, maybe not ever.

You press a finger inside her, curling it just right as you bring the vibrator back to her clit. Her body clenches around you, her breath gasping as you edge her closer and closer. But just before she's about to cum, you pull away, leaving her excruciatingly on the edge.

"No no no pleeeeease," she cries, tears running down her face.

“You want it?” you murmur, your fingers tracing lazy circles around her nipples, making her gasp.

“Yesss,” she hisses, her body trembling, “Pleeeassse...”

It's time. You grab a length of silk rope and tie it around the base of the vibrator, and then toss it over the light fitting that's positioned right above the bed. The toy hangs just out of her reach, a few inches above her pussy. She arches her back, trying to press herself against it, but she can barely graze her clit. Her hips lift further off the bed, but her restrained body trembles with the effort of trying to reach it. Frustratingly for her, each time she manages to touch the vibrator, it swings agonizingly out of reach.

"No no no noooo..." she squeals, her squirming body arching up again and again, only to feel the faintest of touches as the vibrator continues its torturous dance.

"Have fun," you say, collecting your things and leaving the room, hearing nothing but her desperate cries as you go.