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Double Domination - Part 2

Date: 6/6/2016, Categories: BDSM, Author: katyswann, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

occurred to me then that I could use my safeword and it would all stop at once, but I knew I wouldn’t use it. I wanted this. Needed it. Just as I thought I couldn’t stand it anymore the agony turned back to pleasure and I came without warning. I didn’t even get a chance to ask for permission, but I didn’t care at that point. As I came back down Brad’s voice cut through the fog in my head. “Prepare for number three,” he said, laughing. “No, please. I can’t. Please don’t put that thing on me again.” But, of course he did and I thrashed my head from side to side in an effort to block out the persistent agony. This was the most intense kind of torture I could think of. But, like before, eventually the insistent vibrations turned into beautiful ecstasy and the heat of imminent release rose again. This time I managed to ask for permission, but only just in time. I didn’t – couldn’t – wait for an answer as my body was yet again wracked with powerful waves that took my breath away. Finally, I slumped in the chair as the waves calmed, but I knew there was one more to come and I nearly cried as Brad pressed the damned wand against me again. I wasn’t sure I could do this. The orgasms were becoming more intense. The build up was more painful, but then the release so exquisite that the pain and pleasure merged into one. I couldn’t even protest this time as the wand seemed to burn through my over-sensitised clit. I whimpered and tried, in vain, to kick my legs to escape the torment. ... Master frowned briefly and held up his hand for Brad to stop. “Do you want to use your safeword?” he asked, solemnly. Did I? I knew all I had to do was nod my head, but that would end the scene and, despite all my protestations, I actually wanted to continue. So I shook my head and whispered, “No, Master.” Master smiled and gently brushed some stray hair away from my face. Then he nodded at Brad who grinned and held up the wand again. How I survived that final onslaught I’ll never know. I don’t remember much about it. Just that I cried and begged for Brad to stop which, of course, he didn’t. Master reminded me yet again that I could always use my safeword if it was too much, but I’d be damned if I’d give in. And so I somehow managed to hold on to my sanity as I braced for the final release. It seemed to take longer though. My body was exhausted, my abused clit wrung out. But, miraculously, I got my reward when, finally, the biggest and most powerful orgasm yet claimed me. After that, everything blurred. I have no memory of being released from the chair. The first thing I became aware of was opening my eyes and looking up into Master’s warm eyes. “Welcome back,” he said, gently and bent down to kiss my lips. I smiled weakly up at him then turned my head towards Brad, who was sitting next to Master. They both looked after me, Master running his hand through my hair while Brad massaged my feet. I’d never felt so treasured, so loved. They didn’t rush me – I knew I could have stayed on ...