A master runs two fingers slowly up the slave’s body, over her hips, her stomach, till they reach the small puffy areolas of the slave’s breasts. “Are you enjoying this, slave?” Asks the master, softly pinching the slave’s nipple. The slave arches her back at the Master’s touch, and she slightly moans, knowing what will happen soon. “Yes Master.” Whispers the slave. The Master caresses the slave’s breasts before moving from the bedside with a whimper from the slave. “Relax, and enjoy this. It will make it all the more enjoyable for the both of us. Before I start, though, I want to test a new item that I have received from one of my suppliers.” The master runs her fingers over many instruments of pleasure, torture, and some just plain cruel before she reaches a ball the size of a golf ball, only slightly larger. She takes it out of its holder, and flicks an almost invisible switch, making the ball vibrate and flash colors.
The master looks at it briefly, then she puts it to the slave’s mouth, where she complies with a brief glance at her master. “That ball is something I like to call the “stimulator”. It releases small doses of pheromones that increase the amount of pleasure a woman receives during sex.” As she says this, she gleefully notices that the slave’s eyes glaze over with lust, and her pussy begins dripping with her juices, already creating a small puddle on the sheets. She realizes that she has had the same reaction when the ball was used on her. The slave starts squirming against her restraints, her nipples and clitoris already fully erect and slightly twitching.
The master smiles a small and sinister one, before she takes a vibrating egg and, crawling onto the bed between the slave’s legs, inserts it teasingly before shoving it in all the way inside the slave. In response, the slave pulls on her restraints, trying to get the egg farther into her. “Well, it looks like the ball is working better than I had ever hoped it would.” The mas... Læs hele novellen
