Just how much torment did she think this man could endure?
Was she trying to see if it was possible for her to drive a man clinically insane from sexual frustration??
Unfortunately for him, if that was indeed her intent he was absolutely powerless to stop her.
His body was naked, spread, and bound securely to the corners of her bed...
His cock imprisoned in a cage of steel...
And his mouth rendered useless from the ball gag filling it, preventing his pleas for mercy.
Already she'd used his breast obsession against him, tormenting him by softly dragging and brushing her seductively attired breasts over his face, all but smothering him in feminine softness...
Then she'd descended down his body, making herself comfortable between his bound outstretched legs, allowing her lips, tongue, and fingertips to tease and caress along his quivering inner thighs... his trembling hips... then circling and tracing maddeningly all around the base of his caged, defenseless cock... all the while cooing and purring sympathetically as it bobbed and quivered as if pleading for attention...
And now moving back up his body, her voluptuous feminine curves hover tauntingly above him as she gazes down at him... slowly lowering herself until his head is now her prisoner, held captive between her silky thighs... her hips begin gently rolling seductively... her erotic heat, scent, and softness now gliding back forth along the ball gag preventing him from having even the slightest taste...
As she hears his muffled moans of desperation beneath her she laughs softly above him, her hands now cupping her breasts as her curvy hips settles down even lower upon him... enveloping his senses with feminine arousal while at the same time virtually smothering him once more in female softness...
With a throaty moan of lust her hips begin gently, rhythmically writhing.... using his feverish face and the ball filling his mouth for her own pleasure... grinding against him... her creamy wetness beginning to coat his face with her arousal...
And with his muffled moans provoking her closer to the first of what would ultimately become countless orgasms, her voice wickedly teases from above, "What's the matter, baby?... you sound frustrated. Is there something wrong?... is there something that you want?... hmm?... is there?..."
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