“But, Omar, Master, I… aren’t you going to… finish? I was so clo—”
“Silence,” he ordered. “You deny me my pleasure, I deny you yours. Perhaps you will learn a lesson from this. Cage, now!”
She hung her head, even as she felt the bands shift to again cover her hands and restrict her legs. Hobbling back to her cage, she curled up in the corner as he locked the door and marched from the room, leaving her alone to deal with her guilt and desire. As the minutes slowly accumulated, both increased. She felt terrible at refusing to give Omar what he wanted, and at the same time the heat and tingle in her cheeks migrated to her pussy, and her passion washed over her like waves building to a mighty flood. It was maddening. The stronger the pleasure became, the greater her frustration. All she wanted to do was come, and yet she couldn’t. She crawled around her cage, feeling like a tiger, her mind and body consumed by her lust.
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