她不停地说话。

没完没了的语音留言。没完没了的喋喋不休。Sage 把我逼得太紧了——现在她终于明白我要求她安静时会发生什么。

她被紧紧地绑在床上，手腕被绑在头顶，双腿无力地张开。她那狂野的黑发在床单上飘动，我用她唯一能理解的方式让她安静下来——一根粗硬的假[X_X]深深地塞进她的嘴里。她不再说话，只有低沉的呜咽。

起初她反抗——当然——但我让她吮吸。让她认真地舔它。每一次呻吟，每一次绝望的呼吸，都只会让我更加兴奋。

然后才是真正的教训。

嗡嗡作响的魔杖发出轻柔的嗡嗡声，滑过她湿润的[X_X]——挑逗着，悸动着，控制着她。她湿漉漉的，颤抖着，讨厌着这种美妙的感觉。我看着她扭动着，睁大眼睛，说不出话来，也无法逃脱。她的臀部随着震动抽搐，追逐着从未渴望过的[X_X]。

这无关痛痒。

这关乎控制。

这关乎我决定她何时[X_X]——是否[X_X]。

而现在？她不被允许。She wouldn’t stop talking.


Non-stop voice notes. Endless chatter. Sage pushed me too far — and now she’s learning exactly what happens when I demand silence.


Bound tight to the bed, wrists tied above her head, legs spread wide and helpless. Her wild black hair fans across the sheets as I silence her the only way she understands — with a thick, rigid dildo shoved deep into her mouth. No more words. Only muffled whimpers.


She fights it at first — of course she does — but I make her suck it. Make her lick it like she means it. Every moan, every desperate breath, only fuels me more.


Then comes the real lesson.


The soft buzz of the humming magic wand glides over her slick pussy — teasing, pulsing, owning her. She’s dripping, trembling, hating how good it feels. I watch her squirm, eyes wide, unable to speak, unable to escape. Her hips twitch against the vibration, chasing pleasure she never asked for.


This isn’t about pain.


It’s about control.


It’s about me deciding when she comes — if she comes.


And right now? She’s not allowed to.