Roses and Chains

Roses and Chains by Delphine Dryden

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    wished she were in Mara’s place, or possibly in the place of his hand, but certainly not as though she were pissed off at him for putting it there.
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    The Dom voice reminded him that he was in charge, and there were certain perks to
    being in charge, even if they came at the cost of torturing his already painfully hard, pussy-starved penis. So Daniel smiled at Delia and pulled his fingers free to offer them to her.
    “Come and clean them off.”
    And she did, with great enthusiasm.
    “Does she taste good, sub?”
    “Yes, Master.”
    “If you’re good, you’ll get another taste later.”
    “Thank you, Master. If that pleases you.”
    “I can’t really see how it wouldn’t.” He stroked a finger back along Mara’s slit, and felt gently lower until he found the hot, throbbing little nub of her clit. Another very gratifying reaction from her. “Delia, go get the vibe that’s on the edge of the couch over there. There’s an outlet right next to this corner, you can go ahead and plug it in there.”
    While she was scurrying to do all that, he leaned over Mara and spoke low, next to
    her ear. Not to hide anything from Delia, but just because it seemed more powerful that way. “You know which vibe I’m talking about, don’t you, Mara?”
    She nodded and whimpered. Her hair was clinging to her forehead, damp and
    endearingly messy. Delia had missed a few strands, it seemed.
    “You didn’t get to come last night. That’s why I owed you. If I make you come now,
    with the vibrator, will you be able to get there again later?”
    Another nod. Good. Women amazed him with their ability to come more than once in a short period of time. Sometimes he really couldn’t tell what the hell was going on with Delia’s orgasms. He didn’t necessarily understand where they came from. And it
    was like once she got going, she couldn’t always stop. Whereas he had known himself
    to come twice in an evening if he planned ahead and timed it all just right, but that was a very rare event. Usually it was just the once, and he was fine with that because it 70
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    seemed a lot less complicated than the deal with vaginas and clitorises and G-spots. Oh my .
    Delia handed him the big, corded vibrator and he flicked it on for just a second,
    recoiling a little at the strength of the vibration.
    “You’re already really close, aren’t you?” he asked Mara, just to be on the safe side.
    “Yes, Master. Please…”
    “Shhh.”
    He slipped his fingers back into her, relishing the fresh rush of heat that greeted
    him, and pumped them a few times until her hips started to counter his movement. He
    could feel her channel tensing around him, feel the coiled readiness in her. And he
    almost felt bad for what he was about to do, because he knew it would probably hurt
    like hell even though it made her come her brains out. But mostly he was looking
    forward to seeing her come her brains out.
    “Lift up,” he coaxed, tugging upward with his happily ensconced fingers.
    Then he flicked the monster vibe on, slid it directly under her pelvic bone, and
    pushed back down with his fingers so she came down to rest on the thing clit-first. And then he didn’t let her move. And then he turned it up to full.
    After that, it only took three seconds for Mara to start coming in a way he could
    only describe as “epic”.
    The scream was kind of intimidating. And Daniel heard some words he wasn’t sure
    he recognized. Either she was cursing in two languages or speaking in tongues. Her
    body thrashed within the narrow limits of the restraints as she alternated trying to push away from the devil-vibe and trying to ride it. And Daniel never relented with his hand, kept fucking her pussy with his fingers until she was a twitching, trembling mess and her stream of obscenities had disintegrated into simple begging to stop.
    He pulled the vibe away and handed it back to Delia, who took it with a look of
    frightened awe and

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