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corners of his lips. He trailed his hands over her body, caressing her lightly, and Jasmine shivered, biting her bottom lip. “Make as much noise as you like. Just remember: no coming until I give you permission.” Jasmine nodded.
     
    Harper stepped back, turning towards one of the dressers and walking across the room, leaving Jasmine alone and vulnerable. She let her head fall back against the blankets, taking slow, deep breaths. Once more she heard the rustling clatter of Harper rummaging in one of the drawers, and her skin began to tingle with anticipation.
     
    Harper’s footfalls filled Jasmine’s ears once more, and she lifted her head to watch him approach. His hands were full with things that Jasmine could barely identify in the light of the room. Jasmine bit her bottom lip as Harper put the various toys down and reached out to spread her legs wide. His fingers danced along her inner thighs in a half-tickling caress, making her shiver. Jasmine gasped as he brought his fingertips up against her slick folds, barely brushing against her, sending a tingle all the way through her body.
     
    When his fingers withdrew once more, Jasmine closed her eyes, steeling herself as she heard something clicking. A buzzing hum filled her ears, and in the next moment Harper brought something cold and hard to just barely graze her labia. He stroked slowly up and down along her folds, not quite pressing against her, and Jasmine squirmed and writhed, struggling for better contact. She heard Harper chuckle, withdrawing the vibrating probe. Jasmine whimpered, needing more—on the point of begging for it already. Harper waited until her whimpers and struggles subsided, and pressed the vibrator against her once more, pushing it just between her labia and sliding it up and down, barely missing her clit.
     
    For what seemed like hours, Harper teased and Jasmine struggled and writhed, torn between the need for more and the command not to reach orgasm without permission. Time lost all meaning as Harper brought one toy after another to bear on her: vibrating clips on her nipples that sent a steady, throbbing hum through her body, a vibrating wand against her pussy—one that he pressed against her clit for precious, delicious seconds and then withdrew, leaving Jasmine whimpering and keening with need. Harper’s fingers slid inside of her, and he unerringly found her g-spot as he pressed a vibrator against her clit. “Remember, Jasmine,” he said, his firm voice cutting through the hum of electric toys and even through the haze of lust that clouded her mind. “No coming without permission.”
     
    “Yes—yes, Sir,” she gasped, arching on the bed, tugging mindlessly at the bindings on her wrist. She felt like an animal—as if everything in her mind had dissolved away except for the need to obey Harper’s command, and her desperate the need for relief. Jasmine lost all track of time, all ability to think as Harper teased her, withdrawing all stimulation at the very moment when she thought all control was on the verge of deserting her.
     
    Harper finally withdrew the vibrators, leaving Jasmine shivering and needy, writhing on the bed. Her pussy was soaking wet, her whole body tingling. Jasmine gasped and panted, trembling as she reeled. Just as she began to calm, she felt Harper slip down between her legs, his fingertips grazing her. Jasmine’s breath caught in her throat as she felt his hot breath brushing against her drenched folds. Harper gently spread her labia and buried his face against her pussy, licking and sucking, and Jasmine cried out, her back writhing up off of the bed.
     
    She clenched her hands into fists, her fingernails digging into her skin while her hips moved instinctively. Harper slid his tongue up and down, barely swiping the tip against her clit before moving down to her slick inner labia. Jasmine moaned out over and over again, struggling to keep herself under control, fighting to keep from reaching orgasm as