Back in San Francisco – part 3

Continuing with the Hitachi, Sophia standing there, legs buckling, breathing labored, tied hands mostly keeping her from falling back to her knees.  With each approaching orgasm I pulled the Hitachi away.  I wanted to test her, test her arousal’s reaction to pain.  I wanted to bring her to the verge and keep her there, then bring her pain and see if she remained or subsided.  Using the crop in one hand and the Hitachi in the other, I pushed into her clit and felt her squirm toward the edge again then smacked her hard on the ass with the crop.  Blindfolded, she had no idea it was coming.

“Ouch, fuck.”

It distracted her for maybe one second, before I felt her orgasm approaching.

SMACK!

“Ow.”

Orgasm still almost there

SMACK!  SMACK!

“FUCK, Can I please come?”

“You want to come now?”

I hit the side of her breast.

“Ow.  Please.”

The pain wasn’t bringing her down.

I was insanely hard.

Quickly untying her hands I dragged her over to the bed and laid her on her back, head hung off the edge, the easiest position for her to deepthroat me without gagging.  Grabbing a large dildo I shoved my cock into her mouth and the dildo into her pussy at the same time.  Pumping the dildo quickly, I knew it would bring her to orgasm.

“Don’t you orgasm until I tell you to, do you understand me?”  She nodded yes, then quickly squirmed her  hips away and twisted her legs so I couldn’t work the dildo anymore.  I almost laughed.  She was almost there.  We played this game for three of four more rounds, me pushing her almost all the way there, here squirming to stop me.

“Now, quickly, get up, lean over the bed.”  Pushing her down and positioning her ass toward me, I shoved my cock into her pussy.

“Do I still have to deny my orgasm?’  I could hear almost desperation in her voice.

“Yes, you may come now,” I answered, fucking her hard.  She immediately fell into her familiar, shaking orgasm, followed by another less than a minute later.

It would be my orgasm I’d pursue next.