She lay like that, almost perfectly still with her legs spread apart, one hand holding the toy pressed as deeply into her as she could, while the other lay at her side.
She stared up at me, occasionally closing her eyes for several seconds before opening them again. I held my nipples firmly, the pain almost as intense as the pleasure.
I got the sense that she wasn’t really seeing me, as much as she was looking at some fantasy that was playing out inside of her mind as her body held still, hovering on the brink of expanding pressure.
“It feels so good girl.” She groaned. “It’s getting closer.”
I just nodded, unsure if she wanted me to speak, and not sure that I could if she wanted me to.
She closed her eyes and shuddered, otherwise remaining still as she made a long and erotic whimpering noise.
I kept staring, yearning to know exactly what she was feeling, sure that my imagination couldn’t even begin to compare the physical pleasure that was pushing back and forth within her.
For several more minutes she kept at it, being almost perfect still except for her breathing and the occasional tensing of her leg and arm muscles.
At last, she pulled the vibrator halfway out of her hole before pushing it back in, fucking herself with it a half a dozen times before pulling it all the way out and turning it off.
“I need a break.” She panted. “I want to feel how close it is for a few minutes. Take your hands away from your nipples girl.”
I nodded at her, as if I understood what she was feeling.
“Do you like watching me girl?” she asked.
I nodded, trying to maintain eye contact while my eyes kept drifting down to look at the swollen slit between her legs. She pushed two fingers into her cleft and then brought them to her lips, tasting her own wetness.
My eyes followed her fingers back to her mouth and I discovered that she was peering at me intently.
“My eyes are up here girl.” She said. “Do you like looking at me body?”
I nodded my head.
“Take the leash out of your mouth and use your words girl.” She said. “How much do you like watching me?”
“A lot Mistress.” I said. “Watching you is the best fucking thing I’ve ever seen.”
I held the leash away from my face, feeling it tug around my neck. I wasn’t sure if I should untangle it or leave it where it was.
“There’s that filthy word again.” She said. “Do you always talk like a filthy fucking whore?”
“Sometimes I do Mistress.” I admitted. “But not always.”
“Filthy fucking sluts talk like that all the time girl.” She said. “Are you going to let me turn you into a filthy fucking slut?”
“Mistress I’m going let you do anything to me you want.” I said. “You can turn me into anything you want or need to turn me into Mistress.”
She smiled at me and crooked a finger at me.
“Untangle that leash and come up here girl.” She said.
As I unwrapped the leash from around my neck, she held her hand out and pointed at her ankle. I unwrapped the leash from her ankle as well, and then placed the handle of it into her hand.
“Get up here girl.” She said firmly, tugging the leash.