Chapter 81

She was long since caring about holding off ... that feeling had passed an hour ago ... Now she wanted, no, she needed to cum, and to cum hard. Moving her thighs against the ropes, pulling and pushing, she could feel the two objects rubbing, creating just the right sensation ... deep inside. This was going to be different, no clitoral stimulation at all, just a deep, earthy, intense sensation that was building from her soul, ready to explode.
She began to buck, hard, up and down as little as she could, and a long drawn out orgasm washed over her as she cried out, “Oh ... Oh ... oh...”.
Maeson came back about fifteen minutes later after had gotten something to drink, and a quick bite to eat. First thing he did was to bring Kimber some cool water which he fed to her through the nipple of a sports bottle, because after all he couldn’t let her dehydrate, and he couldn’t let her overhydrate. He held the bottle up her mouth, letting her latch onto it with her lips. He had measured the water out carefully, a nice sized glass, which he fed to her in spurts till it was all gone. However, at no time did he let up on her pleasure. The toys he left in place, buzzing and penetrating. The room was filled with her soft moans and the creak of the bed; her arousal scent heavy in the air.