maddening strokes of the brush drive me closer and closer to madness. I want to scream. I want to beg him to bring me closer to an orgasm, to allow me the release I've been craving for weeks. But another part of me is loving this... enjoying the sweet torment of Kade's torture.
"Please," I finally whisper. I feel like I'm about to lose my mind. My clit is throbbing, my pussy swelling. I'm embarrassed to even look between my legs. "Please, let me have some relief, Kade."
"Why would I?" He smirks darkly. "This is so much fun for me. I just love watching you squirm for me, Junebug."
His torture continues, and with each brush of the bristles against my tender skin, I feel a step closer to madness. After a few more minutes, I'm crying out for him to give me more. Finally, Kade tosses the makeup brush aside and pulls out something else from his pocket. It's metal—a silver chain with two clamps attached on either side of it. I blanch at the sight of it, swallowing thickly.
"It won't do any permanent damage," Kade explains. "But it'll hurt. You ready for this, Junebug?"
"I..." My mind says no, but my body is more than willing. Unfortunately for me, Kade doesn't wait for my answer, and that only makes me want him more. He takes what he wants... and what he wants is my pain, my pleasure. I'll give him whatever he decides to take from me, I realize. I belong to him now.
My husband positions himself between my legs, looking up at me to say, "It's going to hurt when I put them on, but it'll hurt a lot more when I take them off. You ready?"
I nod wordlessly. When he places the clamps, the pain is unusual but not unpleasant. Kade clips one to each side of my pussy, and groans with pleasure as he tugs on them, opening me up for his thirsty gaze. "So fucking beautiful, Junebug... I love seeing you like this. So very helpless for me, aren't you?"
"Yes," I whisper. "Please, Kade..."
"From now on, when you say please, you have to tell me what you're begging for." My eyes bore into his, hoping he'll change his mind, but he merely smirks in return before tugging on the clamps and making me gasp, frustrated from how much I want him inside me. "God, you look so fucking good... Look between your legs, Junebug... Watch your hungry pussy drip for me."
"Please, Kade," I beg again, and his gaze quickly makes me follow-up my request. "I want you inside me."
"Not yet," he grunts. "I want to keep looking at you like this. So beautifully exposed for me."
I want to hammer my fisted hands against the bedsheets, but I'm helpless. Completely at his mercy. There's no getting away from this, and the twisted part of me loves it, loves that he took that choice away from me. I never thought I'd enjoy something like this. That I'd be begging him to fuck me while he holds my clamped pussy open for his pleasure. I fight back the urge to scream and beg for more. But Kade picks up on it, tipping my head back while his other hand wanders to my exposed folds. I whimper.
"You wanted something inside, didn't you?" he asks, his voice a dark whisper on my skin, like the faint reminder of a kiss. "Here, have my finger, Junebug. Is that enough for your greedy little cunt?"
He begins fucking me with one finger, then two. I'm impossibly tight. It feels as if my pussy is ready to milk him of his cum. It’s ready for his cock when he's only letting me have fingers.
"Please, Kade," I whisper. "Not enough... Need more."
"Then beg for it," he replies hoarsely. I'm embarrassed, my cheeks flushed, but I'm done fighting my instincts.
"Kade, give it to me," I beg. "Give me your cock, fill me up. I can't stand another second without it."
"Not a single please in there," he hisses in my ear, making me moan and arch my back as his fingers fill my dripping hole. "Come on, Junebug, you can do fucking better for me, can't you?"
"Please!" I'm desperate now and not even attempting to hide it. My back keeps arching, hurting me. But it's nothing compared to the unbearable lust I'm feeling. The need to feel his cock inside me is overwhelming. "Kade, no more torture. Fuck me, please... Oh God, Kade, fuck me, please fuck me, just