He leaves you tied up with a vibrating egg inside you

Once Todd is done tying your hair to the hook, he grabs your arms and **** them down between your legs, tying them tightly to each other. You squirm, you try to move away, but he grabs you by your neck, pressing you to the floor. It hurts. "Stay... still," he breathes menacingly. You find yourself complying, not daring to disobey your master.

He continues the ropework. Fastening the ropes that ties your hands together to your legs. He gets up. He's behind you, so you can't see what he's doing, but you can hear him moving about. Then he comes back, kneels down beside you. He holds up a small, egg-shaped item for you to see.

"I'm going to leave you tied up, with this inside you. Set to a random pattern. It won't be enough to make you come, but it will stimulate you. Aroused, but unable to be satisfied, in a position I bet will feel rather uncomfortable in an hours time. If not before."

His hand reaches back, between your legs, and he slips the egg inside you. You see him walk towards the door. "I'll be back later. Have fun, ****."

The door closes, and, suddenly, the thing inside you begins to hum.

You've lost track of time. Your neck is hurting, your back is hurting, but through it all, it's your arousal that is the greatest ****. The vibrations inside you keep changing. One moment, they're just a soft hum, then suddenly, they reach a crescendo that almost pushes you over the edge. But always just almost. Every time it happens, you squirm, and you are reminded about the bulb in your butt. Unable to do anything, the only thing you can do is think. And in your state of arousal, the only thing you can think of is sex. Of your master. Despite what he's just done to you, you yearn for him to come back. Despite him being your housemate, you want him. Despite being a guy, you want to know how it feels to have his hard cock inside you, as he dominates you and fucks your wet pussy. Despite never having wanted to submit to a man - to anyone - before, you want him to be mean to you. To be cruel. Just not like this. Not in a limbo of unsatisfied arousal. And you're sure he knows it.

More time passes. You have no idea how much. Has it been 20 minutes? An hour? More? Your mind is nothing but a ball of pain and arousal, unable to get release. You're sobbing, now, in frustration. You want to yell out, to tell him to come back and unfasten you. But you don't dare. You know he'll want you to endure your punishment in quiet. And you *desperately* want to obey your master.

You're sore. Your pussy is sore, your body aches, everything is sore. And yet, you're still teetering on the brink of orgasm, never to have release.

Finally, the doorknob turns. The door slowly opens, and Master steps back in to the room. He stands in front of you, too close for you to see anything but his feet and legs. "Have you learned your lesson, now? Will you remember, next time, that the punishment for orgasming without permission is to suck me off until I come, not to be rewarded with my cock in your cunt?"

"Yes, Master," you sob.

"Good slut. Are you ready to do so?"

"Yes, Master."

You hear him unzipping, and then he hesitates. "Although, when you're in the state you're in now, it would be a shame not to use your pussy."

Your heart suddenly starts fluttering at those words. Oh, yes, please, you think. Despite the soreness, despite having to endure this position for even longer, it's what you want. It's what you need.