So Sylvia stopped fighting it and let the laughter come. “Right! Because respectable young ladies always encourage their partners to abuse them however they want to get themselves off.”
“Shuddup!” Violet laughed, breaking along with her.
“And it’s oh so respectable to tease your partner with images of you overcoming your fear of needles by getting needles stuck in your tits.”
Violet chuckled then gave an exaggeratedly fake sigh and spread her legs, revealing her obviously flushed and puffy pussy to the camera. “Is this better, Domina?”
Sylvia gave her the most wicked look she could manage. “It would have been if you’d done that from the start, but now I think I’ll need that chain in your mouth before I’m happy.”
And she did it! Violet did it without hesitating, as if to make it clear that her joking defiance really was just for show. The chain connecting Violet’s breasts wasn’t very long. With it held between her teeth, she needed to bow her head low to avoid pulling on her nipples. It was an unexpected surprise Sylvia couldn’t have planned out any better if she’d tried! Violet couldn’t look up to see her screen on the desk above her without supporting the weight of her breasts right on her sensitive buds.
It was time. Finally, at long fucking last, it was time.
Sylvia lounged back, letting her legs spread open while she picked through the vibrators on her desk. The womanizer clit sucking one, or her basic trusty wand? Her clit throbbed, hard, and her vagina clenched just thinking about it. Gotta be the wand. No way she’d last longer than 10 seconds with the clit suction.
Violet had been keeping still, letting Sylvia enjoy the view of her naked vulnerability, but she jumped as soon as she heard the telltale sound of the vibrator turning on. Looking up had an instantaneous effect, her breasts lifting upward by her abused and crushed nipples, the weight stretching them and letting the clamps bite even deeper. Violet’s eyes went wide, and she yelped through her teeth, nearly dropping the chain for a second but hanging onto it despite the agony it was causing her.
She didn’t have to be told, it was a predicament Violet couldn’t help herself falling into, and that made it even better. Like Sylvia didn’t even need words to control her. Like Sylvia was so appealing, Violet would rather drag her breasts into cones of anguish than look away.
Of course, the only thing to do now was to make it even worse for Violet by teasing her more!
“I would show you more of myself, but I honestly don’t think I can,” Sylvia said as she ran the vibrator over her dress clad thighs. “This thing is on the lowest setting, but I still think I’m too sensitive to take it directly on my skin.” She let her head fall back and her eyes close, enjoying the wonderful vibrations running along her legs and up between them. For the first time in so, so long, she wouldn’t need to stop herself! “Join me, Violet. Fuck yourself like you’d love for me to fuck you right now.”
Violet’s hand was on her clit before Sylvia had even gotten half way through the instruction, positively flying across it in fast, big circles that spread her lips open and brought wet schlicking sounds all the way up to her headset.
“Oh my, is somebody horny?” Sylvia teased, then went in for the kill. “You know what’s going to happen now, right? You know I didn’t go through an entire fucking month of denial just to let you get off tonight, right?”
Violet managed a pretty coherent “yes, Domina,” through the chain in her mouth.
“That’s right, you’re going to give me a show that’s worthy of my first orgasm in weeks.” Sylvia set the vibrator just above her pussy, making her whole body shudder in pleasure and a groan interrupt her train of thought for a second. “You’re going to keep rubbing your clit and pulling on that chain while I enjoy the view, and then when I’m about to cum–” she pressed harder, sending the vibrations deeper, making her clit alternately sigh in delight and throb hard in desire for more “–you’re going to stop. You’re going to rip that chain hard enough to pull the clamps right off your nipples, and you’re going to sit there, all frustrated and horny and in oh so much pain while you watch me cum and cum and cum some more.”
It felt a bit like a movie villain’s evil monologue, but whatever. The goal was to make sure Violet knew her suffering served a purpose, that it directly fueled Sylvia’s orgasm, and judging by her increasingly ragged breathing and the pace of her fingers circling her clit, it worked!
Sylvia felt her lower body tense, her vagina clenching and her core heating up, racing towards release. Damn hair trigger clit! She wanted this to last — for these feelings to stay with her forever. Knowing it was only delaying the inevitable, Sylvia shifted her focus to draw it out longer, momentarily leaving her pussy to tease her thighs and squeeze her breasts.
They made quite a pair, masturbating together, one so turned on she could barely touch herself without exploding and the other was flooded with stimulation she wasn’t allowed to stop. There was something about it Sylvia loved, on top of the dominance and control that were so fresh and wonderful to her. Violet, her friend who she admired for so many different reasons, trusted her enough to give up her power to her. Violet wanted her to feel this so much, she was willing to go through whatever Sylvia threw at her, and still end up smiling around the chain in her teeth and wetness of tears around the corner of eyes. That trust felt like a gift, and Sylvia was immeasurably grateful for it.
Surprisingly, Violet got to the edge first. Her masturbating hand slowed to a crawl while her pussy visibly clenched, then she stopped circling her clit altogether and just tapped over its hood.
“Edgeing, Domina,” she gasped, the chain slipping slightly whenever she spoke, making her work it back into her mouth with her tongue and jerk painfully on her nipples even more.
Oh well, nothing lasts forever, and she really did want to fucking cum! “Stay there,” Sylvia said as she pressed the wand back on her clit. “Stay on the edge, just a little longer.”
A fresh wave of power flooded Sylvia. She was holding Violet’s orgasm away from her! Such a huge, central part of Violet’s sexuality was hers to play with. The heat inside her rose to a smoldering height, like her body were devouring the orgasm Violet wouldn’t be having and using it to power her own.
“I’m gonna cum!” Sylvia gasped as she got to the edge of orgasm. The edge she’d felt so many hundreds of times without crossing–
Violet dropped the chain from her mouth, then flashed the camera a mischievous wink. In one motion, she abandoned her still clenching and throbbing, on edge pussy, hooked one finger behind the chain, and pulled it forward as hard as she could.
The effect was instantaneous. Both clamps ripped from her nipples and Violet screamed, cursing loudly and hugging her arms around her abused breasts as she struggled to cope with the fresh flood of agony.