Death isn't an option

Too much pleasure

Chapter Ten

“Too much pleasure”

Authors note: Sorry if the reminders are getting annoying, but I always feel it necessary to communicate about mature content. This is the last chapter of the s*x scene. The reason I chose to make several chapters for one scene was to thoroughly explore the POV's of both of my main characters. Again, as always; happy reading, babes! 

Knox POV

I take the vibrator out of my bedside stand. People never think that too much pleasure can be torturous, but let me tell you, being tied down and made to orgasm and come any more than five times in a row will undoubtedly be way too much torture for anyone. Thankfully there’s no danger in that form of stimulation.

I can see Juniper tremble as I bring the vibrator to her clit, put the setting on low, and start moving it in circles. God, this woman is so f*****g hot, I can barely stand it. She writhes and pulls on her restraints.

“Holly s**t, I’m gonna come!” She cries out.

“You can come any time you want. You just need to tell me each time you climax.”

“Huh?”

“You see, the number twelve wasn’t just for the lash of the whip. It was also for how many times you’ll orgasm.”

She whimpers. “Oh god no! That’ll be too much, Knox! I can’t handle that!”

“You can and you will, because that’s the lesson you need to be taught. Just know that the next time you disobey me, you’ll be choosing a number between twenty and thirty.”

I pick up the speed of which I’m moving the vibrator before I finally feel her tense, and then release.

“One” She whispers.

By the time we’re at five there are tears leaking out of her eyes and she is sobbing for mercy. I laugh.

“Juniper, every time you beg me to stop from now on out, I’ll add another orgasm. Got it?”

“Oh s**t” She mutters.

When I struggle getting out her sixth orgasm, I turn the vibrator onto medium. She immediately gasps before letting out a screaming orgasm. By her tenth, I finally go the extra ten miles, and turn the vibrator on high. This time her two orgasms are perfectly consecutive, and end with an earth shattering scream. My mate has some serious lungs. I turn off the vibrator and go to the bathroom to clean it off. The bed is soaked, as she started squirting, much to my delight, after the seventh climax. When I come back to the room she’s still breathing heavily. Before untying her, I have some final fun with her. I start to rub her clit, and she cries out.

“This is just my hand, Juniper” I increase speed and her cries get louder. I go for about two minutes until she screams out in yet another climax before I ease up. I pull off her blindfold, untie her, and take her into the bathroom, where I wash her in the shower. She can barely stand up by herself, and I’ve never seen a more beautiful sight. After the shower I wrap both of us in robes and carry her back to her room, since my bed is soaked, where I tuck her into the bed, before climbing in and snuggling her to my chest.

“I’ve never been through more amazing torture in my life.” She tells me. I chuckle in response.