Chapter 2 - The Symphony

CHAPTER 2: THE SYMPHONY

You could not see the doorway, and did not realise I returned to watch from time to time; the music hid my already muffled footsteps when I did return. The first time, you were struggling against your bonds, sweating and straining. Perhaps this movement caused you to not so intently notice the little invader mounted in your nether region. The next time, your perspiration had dampened the wood below you, giving it a dark sheen. You were still pulling at your cuffs, but not nearly as much, and I could tell by the puffy swelling of your pussy lips that the vibrator was definitely not going unnoticed. The third time, your locs were damp with sweat, droplets hanging from your very hard nipples. But the interesting thing was your hips. They were revolving, twisting and bucking against the board that held the vibrator. Because of your movements, the device was moving in and out of your pussy. I knew it would not be long now.

And it was not. As I watched, your whole body convulsed; a blush formed between your tits and spread to your face; little shivers formed without volition at different parts of your body. I watched, enraptured, as you finished. The female orgasm is a thing of beauty that completely escapes the ability of men to understand. As you slumped into the aftermath, I entered the room, feigning calm anger. I said, "Look at you. I ask one simple thing from you, and what do you do? The opposite."

You started to say, "Please, Master…"