This is only the beginning of Amy's frustration.

"Please, please, don't stop" Amy begged, "I'm so close."

"Well, since you asked nicely, I guess I can keep going for a while longer.

Bianca let Amy lie there, writhing, for what seemed like forever. Then the fingers returned, lightly running up and down her thighs, up to her nipples again, then down, lightly teasing over her mound, moving up and down her wet slit.

A finger slipped inside her, then two. Yes! Amy thought, please make me cum. The two fingers moved in and out slowly. Far, far to slowly. Amy tried bucking her hips, trying to increase the tempo herself, but Bianca immediately withdrew the fingers, leaving Amy feeling empty.

"Nuh uh," Bianca said, "hold still, not cheating. Remember, this is the punishment you chose."

"Puh...please" Amy breathed. She couldn't think of anything else except her blazing arousal and her overpowering hunger for release.

"Shhh!" Bianca said, placing a single finger on Amy's lips. This same finger then slid down Amy's throat, then sternum, circled her belly button and then stopped, pressing firmly, but unmoving, on Amy's clit.

Amy bit her lip, everything in her wanted to move her hips, to grind her clit against this one finger in the vain hope that she could get herself off. But she knew if she moved, Bianca would just take it away. Better to hold still and hope that Bianca would take mercy.

Slowly, gently, the finger began to move in slow circles over her clit. Amy wanted to scream _faster _but she bit her tongue. Bianca did go ever so slightly faster, rubbing Amy's clit in a tight little circle at a gradually increasing rhythm. Amy felt an orgasm starting to build within her again, like a fire deep in her belly and an uncontrollable urge to curl her toes. Her breathing sped up, and she started to make tiny little high pitched grunts. Bianca was still going way too slow, but it was coming anyway--if Amy only concentrated on the building pleasure she could get there. Almost there...

And then, just like that, Bianca removed her finger again.

Amy almost began to cry. "Please, please, I'll do anything!"

"Anything."

"Yes, anything, I promise, just make me come."