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succeeding in nothing.
    She swung freely in the air and felt him move between her legs. He gripped her thighs, spreading her legs further apart.
    And then his mouth settled on her clit.
    If she could have fought him off, she would have.
    He sucked her little nub, building pleasure inside her. She breathed deeply, wanting to resist him and feeling her desire grow as he licked and sucked her clit. She moaned into the gag, her cunt clenching on a spasm of desire.
    The heat of his mouth and flicking of his tongue built a growing tension within her. She felt herself nearing climax.
    As abruptly as he’d begun, he stopped.
    She wanted to scream at him to stop torturing her.
    The glass clinked and she knew he’d reached for the ice. The sudden frigid wetness slipped along her thighs and rubbed up her slit. Her whole body clenched in response to the sudden temperature change. She screamed around the gag, angry and frustrated.
    It seemed the response he’d been angling for. He placed his mouth on her again, a lternating between hot and cold, teasing and torture. Unmoved by her distress, he placed a fresh piece of ice on her and continued. He moved the ice to her nipples. They tightened into painful peaks. When he closed his mouth over one, she felt so relieved to have warmth there she thought she would faint.
    “Do you want me?” he asked again, toying with her nipple, keeping it pert and cold.
    She thought about it for a moment, wondering how long he would continue if she denied him. She was pissed off being forced into the situation, but her body was so tight and ready for relief, she was almost willing to give in just to have her torment end. She was so exhausted and tense that she wanted to scream.
    Taking her hesitation as some kind of answer, she felt him move low again, felt the hotness of his breath on her clitoris. He spread her, his fingers feeling cold from holding the ice. Spreading her lips, his stroked his finger up her slit, gathering moisture and pushing one rough digit inside her slick channel.
    She jerked in response, breathing heavily through her nostrils when he latched onto her swollen and neglected clit once more.
    Blood traveled to that region like fire, burning her veins like acid. Her cunt clenched and unclenched with desperate need, her pleasure climbing higher with every flicking stroke of his tongue. As if sensing her nearing climax, he pulled away, only to torture her yet again with the ice.
    She screamed around the gag, jerking and kicking.
    And then he began the rounds again, toying with her breasts, making her nipples tighten to hard peaks. He pinched and twisted them and then sucked her pussy with his mouth until she was almost to the edge of climax, and then he would stop.
    Maura lost all sense of herself and the passage of time. She had no idea how long or how many times he’d brought her close to climax . Her endurance had given out. Every muscle ached with tension. She was so ready to come she thought she would die if he did not give her relief. She couldn’t take it anymore or she’d go mad. Insanity teased the edges of her mind, making her desperate.
    She hated him and wanted him with every fiber of her being.
    Maura never thought she could be tortured endlessly with pleasure, yet never fulfilled. She’d expected a beating, being taken by force or hurt. That he was gently dominating her filled her mind with confusion. She didn’t know what to do to make him stop.
    She struggled against the swing, nodding and shaking her head, anything to get his attention.
    “What is it, my pretty?” he asked, then nibbled at her clit.
    “Mmmmph. Mmmph,” she moaned against the gag, frantically trying to communicate with him.
    Her body swayed as he stood. He removed the gag from around her mouth. She took in a deep breath. “Please, don’t do this anymore,” she begged. “Just fuck me and get it over with. I can’t take anymore!”
    He chuckled. “But I thought we were having such a good time