Belle nodded. “Yes, Master.”
“Are you ready to begin?”
“Yes, please yes, Master,” Belle’s whole body shuddered as she answered.
I turned the toy on the lowest setting and traced it across her stomach. Belle moaned and whimpered and my cock jumped at her sexy sounds. I brought it to the underside of her magnificent tits and this time she cried out, arching her back into the pain of the toy. “Do you like that, Belle?” I whispered in her ear, eliciting another whimper from her.
“Yes, Master. Very much.”
“Would you like it if I turned it up?” I whispered in her other ear.
Her eyes closed slowly as she answered. “Yes, Master.”
“Yes, Master what?” I asked softly.
Belle sighed, smiling from ear to ear. “Yes, please turn up the toy, Master.”
I obliged and ran it across both her nipples, making her squeal with delight. Her body heaved with shaky gasps when I pulled the toy away. When she’d recovered, I hovered the wand down the inside of her thigh, which again earned me a squeal and some sharp gasps as the sensation left her body.
“What your safe word, Belle?” I asked quietly.
“It’s corsage, Master,” she said thickly.
“And you will use it if you need
to, right Belle?”
“Of course, Master.” I hadn’t forgotten the safe word but I did want to ground her a bit. Saying the word seemed to do the trick.
“Do you need a break, my sweet?”
“No, Master.”
I held the wand up to her eye level and watched her eyes widen as I turned it all the way up. “Are you ready, Belle?”
“Yes, Master,” she heaved. I stepped around the circle and ran the wand over her ass cheeks.
She screamed as the arcs of electricity touched her skin. I pulled it away quickly and stepped around so I could see her face. Smiling and gasping, her head relaxed backward, and she was so turned on her thighs were slick and shiny with her own juices.
I turned off the wand, let my boxers fall to the ground and stood in front of her waiting for her to come back to reality. After a few moments, I touched her cheek. “Belle,” I said in her ear.
“Mmm?”
“I want you to come for me, sweetie. Right now.” I didn’t know if she would, if she could come without touching her directly. But I sure as hell wanted to find out.
Moaning and sighing, she shuddered against my chest, rocking her pelvis back and forth and shaking in the restraints. “Come for me, Belle,” I said again. And she did. She wailed and writhed as she let the climax overtake her.
When she recovered I checked all the restraints, making sure they weren’t digging into her skin or hindering circulation. “Belle?”
“Mmm?” she said, eyes hazy and unfocused.
“Do you need a break?” She shook her head. “Do you want me to keep going?” She nodded. “I need you to say it, Belle.”
The haze cleared from her gaze as she looked at me. “Yes, Master. Please keep going.”
I rearranged her, lifting her feet to stand on the platform of the circle. “Hold on to the rings, Belle.” When she had a good grip, I rotated the contraption roughly thirty degrees backward, putting her splayed open pussy on display and also at the perfect level for me to fuck.
But first, I wanted to taste her. “Are you comfortable, sweetie?”