She gets the job done

Oberyn grunted and pulled on her hair. She felt her legs shake ever so slightly as she continued to suck on him, his cock reaching far back into her throat. Hardly a novice, she knew her blowjobs were good, but she'd never had anyone this deep before.

It seemed to be true what they said about fae and their stamina as well. She was melting into a puddle at how aroused she felt, but he seemed no where near finished. None of her past paramours had lasted this long in her mouth.

"Look at me, Nova," he said in an almost gentle voice. She looked up, not daring to move an inch. "Are you getting tired, my sweetness? Careful, there's a right and wrong answer."

She slowly shook her head.

"Good. I could do this all night."

Nova felt herself whimper and he smirked.

"If you want it over faster, best start sucking harder."

She closed her eyes and did as he said, letting him completely fill her throat for as long as she could stand. He bucked his hips in response, making the pace unbearable. With harsh thrust he finished, liquid pouring into her throat.

He released her hair and patted it down, leaning back in his chair and breathing hard.

"That was...serviceable. You must be better with full use of those lips of yours," he teased.

Removing himself from her mouth, he tucked his cock back into his pants and righted his clothes before looking at her.

"Now then," he leaned down and removed the gag, "a deal's a deal. But first,"

She groaned. He ignored her, bringing his hands to the clamps but not yet releasing them.

"But first tell me. How'd I taste?"

"I...what?" Her cheeks went scarlet.

"What did I taste like? Describe it. Or the clamps stay on a while longer. I never said when I'd give you that break, only that I would."

"Like dick. Dick tastes like dick- AHHH!"

Oberyn had given her another nipple twist. "Lying again."

"Like...like red wine and chocolate covered strawberries," she gasped out.

The relief that came over her body was so strong it tingled as the clamps released her swollen nipples.

"That's what I thought. Funny, isn't it? How witches love the taste? Can't get enough. Some think it's because we're meant to breed, halflings are an evolutionary advantage."

"Progressive of you."

"Me? No I think it's because you witches belong with our cocks down your throats."

"You're such a charmer, Oberyn."

He clicked his tongue and tilted his head, "you seemed to be enjoying yourself."

"It's your magic."

"Magic only enhances what's already there, love. On your feet now, you've yet to beg me for an orgasm, so I take it we're behind schedule."

As she stood, he waved his hand and an invisible **** pushed her against the wall. Her bonds released her wrists and bound them again before she blinked, this time overhead. Her legs spread wider than her shoulders, pulling her up on her tiptoes, her shoes lost in the process. It was somehow more **** than the last, perhaps because she knew she was soaking wet with nipples hard as rocks.

Oberyn disappeared for a moment and returned with a glass of water and another jar. He held the glass to her lips and she sucked it down, acutely aware of how dry her mouth was. Smoothing her hair, he gave her a gentle smile.

"Do you trust me?"

"Do I have a choice?"

"No, but you should. This will feel good." He dipped two fingers into the new salve and pressed it to her swollen, angry nipples. It was cool to the touch but not shocking, she felt her muscles relaxing slightly and he rubbed soft circles.

"Another recipe of yours?"

"Pain is only as good as the pleasure you counteract it with. When the scales are uneven you need a little relief. You wouldn't have been in those clamps so long if you had gotten me off faster, but hey, there's always room for improvement."

"Fuck off, my blowjobs are legendary."

He kissed her hard, her head knocking against the wall. "Never said it wasn't," he whispered."

With his thumbs still making lazy, delicious circles on her, he looked her dead in the eyes. "I think I've got you figured out."

"How's that?"

"You're no scout Nova. The approach is all wrong. Look how easily you fell into my web. You, you are a rogue, aren't you?"

She felt heat rising in her cheeks but said nothing. It was enough for him. He laughed his cruel cackle and stepped back, leaning against the table. Her skin ached for his fingers back on her.

"This wasn't authorized was it? You were alone because this was your plan and no one else knew about it."

"I needed something to prove my abilities. Show I could handle the top of the food chain." Her heart was beating out of her chest but there was no point lying now.

He grinned, like a cat having cornered a mouse.

"You know what that means, Nova? No one is coming to rescue you, are they?"

She shook her head, he was right.

"I could keep you tied up like this, wet, hard, and **** for as long as I like."