Jake’s fingers deftly tightened the clamps on Sophia’s nipples, sending a jolt of electricity through her body. She let out a muffled whimper around the panties stuffed in her mouth, her back arching involuntarily off the bed.
“That’s it, little one,” Jake murmured, his voice low and husky. “Let me hear those pretty sounds.”
He lowered his head, teasing her sensitive nipples with his lips and tongue. The dual sensations of the tight clamps and his warm mouth had Sophia writhing beneath him, desperate whines escaping past her makeshift gag.
‘Fuck, this is torture,’ Sophia thought hazily, her mind clouded with pleasure and need. ‘Delicious, perfect torture.’
Jake flicked his tongue rapidly over one clamped nipple, then the other. Sophia’s hips bucked wildly, seeking friction that wasn’t there. She tugged fruitlessly at the bonds holding her wrists behind her back.
“Mmph!” she cried out, the sound muffled but urgent.
Jake lifted his head, a wicked grin on his face. “What was that, darling? I can’t quite understand you.” He gave each nipple a gentle bite, drawing another whimper from Sophia.
‘Bastard,’ she thought fondly, even as waves of pleasure coursed through her. ‘My beautiful, sadistic bastard.’
Jake’s breath was hot against Sophia’s ear as he whispered, “I want to clamp your clit, little one. Can I do that?”
A whimper escaped Sophia’s gagged mouth, muffled by her own lace panties. Her mind raced, imagining the exquisite pain and pleasure. Jake’s fingers ghosted over her inner thighs, making her shiver.
She nodded, her auburn curls tangling against the pillow.
Jake’s slow grin was wicked. “Good girl,” he purred. “Remember, tap your foot if you need to stop.”
Sophia’s heart pounded as Jake’s fingers found her swollen clit. She tensed, anticipating the bite of metal.
‘Oh god, oh god, oh-‘
The clamp closed and Sophia’s back arched off the bed, a strangled cry escaping around her gag. Pleasure-pain radiated through her core, intensifying every sensation.
Jake’s blue eyes sparkled with desire. “That’s it, take it for me,” he growled.
Sophia writhed, lost in the overwhelming sensations. Her world narrowed to the throb between her legs and Jake’s commanding presence above her.
Sophia’s body was on fire, every nerve ending lit up with sensation. She arched her back, desperate for more contact as Jake’s fingers teased and tormented her most sensitive areas. The gag in her mouth muffled her cries as she tried to beg for release.
Jake chuckled, a low rumble that sent shivers down her spine. “What’s that, little one? I can’t quite make out what you’re saying.” His blue eyes sparkled with mischief as he gazed down at her writhing form.
Fuck, she thought, straining against her bonds. She needed more – needed him inside her, filling her completely. But with her hands tied and mouth filled with lace, she could only whimper and squirm.
Jake’s hands skimmed along her sides, barely touching. “You’ll have to speak up if you want something,” he teased.
Sophia glared at him, bucking her hips, trying to communicate her desperation through movement alone.
“Ah ah,” Jake tsked. “Use your words, darling.” His fingers ghosted over her clit, making her gasp. “Oh wait, you can’t.”
If her mouth wasn’t occupied, Sophia would have called him every filthy name she could think of. As it was, she could only groan in frustration, yanking at the ropes binding her wrists.
Jake’s tongue flicked against Sophia’s clamped clit, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. She cried out, the sound muffled by the panties stuffed in her mouth. His lips closed around the sensitive nub, sucking hard as he worked the dildo deeper inside her.
Sophia’s mind went blank, overwhelmed by the intense sensations. Her hips bucked involuntarily as Jake relentlessly teased her most sensitive spots. She pulled against the restraints binding her wrists, desperate to grab onto something.
Jake glanced up, his ocean blue eyes meeting hers. “You taste fucking incredible,” he growled.
He redoubled his efforts, alternating between quick flicks of his tongue and deep suction. At the same time, he angled the dildo to hit her g-spot with each thrust. Sophia’s eyes rolled back, teetering on the edge of climax.
Just when she thought she couldn’t take anymore, Jake released the clamp on her clit. Blood rushed back, amplifying every touch tenfold. Sophia screamed around her gag as her orgasm crashed over her in waves.
Jake’s voice dripped with satisfaction as he pulled back from between Sophia’s legs. “That’s one, little slut. Our record is seven, so we’re aiming for eight orgasms on the trot.”
Sophia whimpered around the lace panties stuffed in her mouth, her body still quivering from the intense climax. Part of her craved more of Jake’s expert touch, while another part recoiled at the thought of seven more orgasms in quick succession.
She tugged futilely at the bindings on her wrists, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. The plug in her ass and the dildo buried deep inside her pussy left her feeling achingly full.
Jake traced a finger along her inner thigh, making her shudder. “What’s the matter, pet? Feeling a bit overwhelmed already?” His tone was teasing, with an edge of dominance that made Sophia’s pulse quicken.
She shook her head weakly, not wanting to appear weak even as apprehension coiled in her gut. Eight orgasms? She wasn’t sure she could handle it, but damned if she’d back down from Jake’s challenge.
“That’s my good girl,” Jake purred, his calloused hand cupping her breast. “Always so eager to please.” He pinched her nipple hard, sending a jolt of pleasure-pain through her body.
Sophia arched into his touch instinctively, her muffled moan barely audible. Her mind raced, wondering what Jake had in store for her next. The suspense was delicious torture.
Jake’s fingers ghosted over her clit, making her jerk. “Ready for round two, love?” Without waiting for a response, he flicked the sensitive nub.
Sophia’s eyes rolled back as fresh waves of sensation crashed over her. Oh fuck, she thought hazily. What have I gotten myself into?
“Or, we could always aim for double digits, little one.”
Sophia’s eyes widened, muscles tensing. Her mind raced, torn between the thrill of pushing her limits and the fear of being overwhelmed.
Jake’s stubble scratched her cheek as he whispered, “If you want to be very good for me, you’ll reach ten.”
A whimper escaped around the gag in Sophia’s mouth. Part of her wanted to prove herself, to be his perfect little slut. But ten orgasms? She wasn’t sure she could handle it.
“What do you say, pet?” Jake’s fingers trailed down her throat. “Nod if you want to try.”
Sophia hesitated, weighing her options. The ache between her legs was already intense. But the promise in Jake’s voice…
With a shaky exhale, she gave a small nod.
“That’s my good girl,” Jake purred. His hand slid lower, cupping her breast. “I’ll make it so good for you.”