Kinktober Day Nine

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Delay/Denial

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Hi my loves <3 Here I am again! Thank you so much for the positive comments on my previous ones, I'm so glad you all love it so far <3

Don't worry a whole week of freak is coming (me) Anyways...

Enjoy her and I love y'all <3

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The hum of the neural-link harness intensified, a steady, buzzing vibration that turned the girl’s skin a flushed, burning pink. She was lost in it, her head lolling back against the cold metal as her breath came in ragged, desperate gasps. Every muscle in her body was coiled tight, her thighs trembling violently against the magnetic cuffs as she spiraled toward a peak that felt like a physical weight pressing down on her.

Just as her back arched in a final, desperate surge and a loud, broken scream began to tear from her throat, Sevika’s hand clamped firmly over her mouth. Simultaneously, Sevika hit the kill-switch on the console.

The silence that followed was deafening. The sudden absence of the stimulation left the girl gasping for air, her body still twitching in the aftershock of a climax that had been stolen at the very last millisecond. Tears of sheer frustration leaked from her eyes, her chest heaving in a rhythmic, agonizing sob.

Sevika didn't let go. She leaned her full weight into the girl, pinning her chest flat against the frame, her voice a low, dangerous vibration against her skin.

"Look at you. Absolutely pathetic," Sevika murmured, her smirk practically audible. "I can feel your heart hammering against your ribs. You're begging for it, aren't you? But we're just getting started. I think I'll leave you like this for another hour before I even think about letting you come."