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you do, don’t let me come.  You’ll have to be punished if I have an orgasm.”
    “That’s not in my control,” he said.  Anger, frustration, confusion, and probably a whole lot of horniness made his voice strained and rough.
    “Make it in your control,” she snapped.  “Watch my reactions intently.  Believe me, you do not want me to climax.”
    He was still hard.  Part of her thought she should relieve him.  That kind, considerate idea lasted about five seconds.  She’d been waiting for days.  He could endure a stiffy a bit longer.
    She cupped one of her breasts and fed it to him.  Greedily, he accepted.  He nipped and nibbled and caressed with his mouth.  Her breasts felt heavy with need.  She grew wet between the legs again.  “Oh.”
    “Let me out of these goddamn handcuffs so I can touch you.”
    “No.”
    “Please.”
    He was learning his manners.  Quick study, her man.
    “No,” she repeated.
    Using his tongue, he pressed her nipple against his teeth, gently abrading. 
    She should have tied him up and forced him to service her months ago.  If she’d only known…
    Her hips began to buck, and the clever man that he was, he backed off.  He used barely any pressure against her swollen nipple.  “Damn you.”
    She looked down at his smiling, smug face.  “Can’t have you coming,” he said.  “I wouldn’t want to be punished.”
    “You can be punished for insolence,” she said. 
    “Whatever you say.” 
    He bit her.  Intentionally and hard.  She climaxed in that instant. 
    His grin was remorseless.
    “Oh, no,” Beth said.  “Now what do we do?  Guess you’ll have to be punished.”
    She moved to fetch the item she’d stashed near his hip.  “Lift your head a bit,” she said.  “I’m going to blindfold you.”  The blindfold wouldn’t fit terribly tight.  He might be able to see shadows and he’d certainly know it was light, but that didn’t matter. 
    “How does that feel?”
    “I’m not sure I like this.”
    “You’re not nervous, are you?  Wondering just what I intend to do to you next?”
    “Well, yes, actually.”
    “Good.  After all, I did climax and I am intent on punishing you for it.”  She adjusted the blindfold one last time.  He wouldn’t be able to see everything she was doing and that would heighten the eroticism.  And that was all that really mattered.  “Down the road,” she said, “I might even buy you your very own hood.”
    “Ah.  Don’t you think you’re taking this a bit too far?”
    “Not at all.  Do you?”
    He swallowed convulsively.  And that was the only answer she needed. 
    She took her sweet time returning to the dresser drawer filled with her toys.  “Lift your head again.  Now open your mouth.”
    While he was off-guard, she shoved a ball gag in his mouth.  He turned his head to one side, trying to escape her.  “Oh, no, you don’t.  You used your mouth to make me come, now you’ll have a chance to think about it.” 
    He struggled and strained.
    “Stop your reprehensible behaviour this instant.”  She pushed the gag in a little deeper, then slid the leather strap through the metal buckle and tightened it securely.  “Now that’s a beautiful sight.  If you had any idea what you look like, Jon…  God, I’m so turned on.”
    To shock him, she sucked on his cock. 
    He writhed.  She doubted he’d ever been harder in his life.   He had no idea where she was, what she was going to do next. 
    “I have another punishment in store for you,” she said. 
    He tossed his head from side to side. 
    “Your balls are so big, Jon.  Swollen.  One might think you might need to come.” 
    He nodded.  The sound he made might have been a single word, yes . 
    “Sorry, my love.  Can’t quite make out what you’re trying to say.”
    She revelled in the headiness of the power of driving him to the edge of endurance and keeping him there.  “Do you know what a cock ring is?”
    For a