Made To Beg

I gasped, my breath raspy even to my ears, and I needed to take a breath first; "Yessss please .. oh please don't stop." I paused then, trying to get my breath under control, waiting impatiently for her to continue, and heard her giggle softly. "Oh, what's that? I don't think we head you clearly. You need to speak up!"

My breath was still ragged, and my body caught mid-pleasure and was desperately insisting on it to continue. I let out a soft gasp, before crying out, "Oh Please, spank me! Lead me around! Just don't stop!" I hear her giggle, and the three men chuckle in near-unison, pausing to take a sip of their drinks as they watch on.

I pause, slowly catching my breath but feeling a rather lack of her, Harry or anyone else continuing. The lack of sensations, with me naked and aroused, made the sudden absence all the more unbearable. I took a breath, before calling out, "Oh please, don't stop! I heard her giggle softly as I spoke, and soon felt her hand brushing through my hair, and even this caused me to gasp in surprise and pleasure.

I have to wait several more seconds before she speaks up, her hand still resting in my hair, and her voice taking on an almost soft quality to it; she's smug, and yet my desires only grow worse as she makes me wait. "My, my aren't you a **** one? Tell me how a naughty, dirty slut you are and I may be persuaded to continue.

I gasped, my breath still raspy as my desire for more grew further. "Yes, I'm a naughty slut ... a dirty, naughty slut. Now, please bring me relief!" I felt her rub her head, however, briefly across my ass but quickly stopped. The hand in my hair slowly moved down slowly down to my shoulder and then down the side of my back. Even this small touch on my body causes my body to make a small spasm, my body demanding more. I hear her giggle softly before coyly declaring, "Hmm, since you asked so, perhaps I could try ...