He could tell she was getting closer. The way she was breathing, the noises she was making. How she strained against the straps holding her down. He knew what it meant.
Which is why he took the toy out from between her legs.
Mouth held open by the gag, the noises she made then weren't anything like words, but he could guess what they were about. The frustration showed on every inch of her. Shining sweat, flushed face, heaving breaths. It was too much.
That was the point.
"There there," he said, pinching one of her nipples and causing her back to arch, chest pushing up into his hand. "You're doing very well, but really you're going to give in sooner or later."
He pinched harder. Her gurgle rose in pitch.
"I know explained this at the start, but I'll explain it again. Repetition is part of it, Bunni. The idea is to try and start you again, start over. A clean slate. You were a nice girl, yes, but I want you to be my girl. Totally. With nothing else."
Her head shook weakly. The blindfold stayed on, as did the gag. Blind and dumb, but not deaf. She had no choice but to listen. Listen and shiver as he trailed a finger up her leg, up her side, across her belly...
"Now, if I'd told you any of that a week ago you probably would have laughed. Ridiculous, right? Now though? Now you're not so sure. Now you're a little worried. And it only took, what? An hour to get you like this? Or was it two? Or a day, maybe? Oh, you don't know, do you..."
He leaned in close, put his mouth by her ear.
"You're going to forget your name, you know. The name you think is yours now. I'm going to take it away from you. Maybe you'll hear it one day from someone, someone talking about someone else, and you'll have a moment where it sounds familiar, but then it'll pass. Just some girl you must have known once. But not you. Not my Bunni."
The gag made her whimpering sound dumb and needy. He gave her hair a stroke, tidied some of it up a little.
"It's okay. It's not your choice. It's going to happen, and you won't even remember anyway. Good girl. I think you're ready to keep going now."
Buzzing low, the toy was pressed back against her slit and the groan she let out was completely mindless for a good few seconds until she struggled to get back a little control.
She was losing.
