Avery’s eyes stayed locked on mine.
Tears still clung to the corners of her eyes and her chest rose and fell hard under the clamps, the thin chain swaying with every shaky breath.
The collar kept her head tilted just enough that she could not look away.
Slowly, my fingers brushed the wet mess between her legs, causing her to flinch hard.
To make things more interesting, although I was in full control of her body, I’d given her the ability to react to my touches.
As my fingers trailed through the slick mess she had made between her legs, the ankle cuffs stopped her from closing them no matter how much she tried.
A fresh trail of clear fluid slid out of her open pussy and ran down over my fingers onto the already soaked sheets of her mother’s bed.
I collected some of it and dragged my wet fingers slowly across the black words already written on her stomach, smearing the ink further.
"You came so hard you soaked everything under you," I said quietly, almost as though I was muttering to myself.
The shame brought about by my words caused Avery to want to move slightly away from me, however I gave the leash on her neck a short upward tug, forcing her chin higher and forcing her closer towards me.
The clamps tugged at her nipples with the movement and her back arched as far as the handcuffs allowed.
In this position, one could see more clear fluid spill from her pink hole and soak deeper into the fabric.
I picked up the vibrating bullet again and turned it on low.
Almost immediately, the soft hum of the vibrating bullet filled the quiet room.
Instead of putting it on her clit right away I pressed it against the soft underside of one clamped breast, letting the vibration travel straight into the trapped nipple.
Avery’s whole body jerked as the nipple clamp vibrated along with it, causing her to feel a mixture of pain and stimulation.
A high, choked moan tore from her throat as she thrashed around.
I quickly took control of her body, forcing her to become an obedient puppet who was forced to experience the pain and sensitivity mixed.
I could sense the helplessness in my daughter.
However along with it was a certain kind of depravity that made her pussy throb with even more intensity.
’What a slut...’ I muttered internally, surprised at how much of a bitch Avery was.
It felt nice to be wrong about her character template for once.
I kept the vibrating bullet on her right nipple for several seconds before moving to her left nipple, watching her face twist.
After teasing both nipples for a few seconds, I dragged the humming bullet slowly down her stomach, over the smeared black letters, across the soft skin of her lower belly, and finally brushed it against her swollen clit.
She almost came instantly.
However, already expecting this, I pulled the vibrating bullet away before she could.
Avery let out a broken moan of pure frustration, feeling as though she’d lost her precious chance at climax.
Her thighs shook so hard the chains rattled and tears ran freely down into her hair.
Perhaps it was tears of sadness that I hadn’t let her cum, or tears of helplessness, I couldn’t tell her emotions apart precisely.
It wasn’t like I cared, though.
I waited until the worst of her trembling faded, then pressed the bullet back against her clit and held it there for another few seconds, just long enough for the pleasure to rise up sharply through her moist pussy again before removing it once more.
I stared at Avery’s hopeless expression with a smile.
I was enjoying this.
I repeated the same slow torment gradually over the next several minutes.
On.
Off.
On.
Off.
Each time her body climbed faster towards pleasure, only for her to get denied, the denial hurt deeper.
Her sex kept dripping in thick trails that darkened the sheets further.
The room smelled heavily of her arousal and sweat.
Smiling at my beautiful work on her, I set the bullet aside and turned back to her, before sliding two fingers straight into her dripping pussy.
Avery was so wet that the sound of my fingers sliding into her moist pussy emitted loud squelching sounds in the quiet room.
I curled them upward and found the swollen spot inside her pussy.
The moment my fingers made contact with it, Avery felt her whole body seize.
I studied her consciousness, along with just how much her pussy clenched around my fingers, as I slowly moved my fingers in and out of her dripping wet vagina.
My movements were just enough to keep her hovering right on the edge of climax while not bringing her quite there yet.
I wanted her to experience denial so many times she lost her mind due to it.
The nipple clamps tugged at her breasts with every shaky breath she took trying to stabilize herself and the collar kept her head tilted back.
At the same time, my other hand reached up and gave the chain between her nipples another light, repeated tug.
Every pull made her pussy clench tighter around my fingers.
However every time I sensed her approaching climax I slowed the strokes until the climax slipped away.
Avery’s tears soaked the pillow as the soft sounds of her moans mixed with sobs filled the quiet room.
She wanted to beg me countless times to let her orgasm, however she couldn’t control her body.
Unable to speak, she was reluctantly forced to experience the torment.
The wet sounds of my fingers moving inside her filled the bedroom along with her ragged breathing.
I leaned in closer still, lips nearly touching her ear, and spoke in the same calm tone as before.
"I’m going to keep you like this for a really... long time."
I brushed my fingers against her clit, causing her to twitch, as I continued casually.
"Until you fully embrace your identity as a slut..."
Still sensing her reluctance in being called a slut, I could tell that Avery’s training wasn’t quite there yet.
Avery stared at me hatefully.
Ignoring her glare, I curled my fingers harder, took the humming bullet from the side and pressed it back against her clit with such practiced motion it seemed as though I’d done this countless times already.
Avery’s body stayed locked for a full second, suspended on the edge of an orgasm that never arrived.
A raw, broken scream tore from her throat as the pleasure collapsed into pure frustration.
Anytime I brought my fingers into her pussy, she tried to forcefully clench her pussy around my fingers, but it was all to no avail.
Her pussy clenched hard around nothing and fresh clear fluid could only spray out in short pulses.
Her thighs shook so violently the ankle chains rattled against the bed frame.
Letting out a faint breath, I finally removed my fingers from her pussy and walked towards the seat near the bed.
Wanting to let the silence settle and relax a little I admired the lady before me.
It was a stark contrast to how she looked the first day we were introduced to each other.
Her chest heaved under the clamps and the thin silver chain between her nipples swayed with every desperate breath.
The black words already written across her stomach glistened with sweat and the slickness of her near-climax.
Her opened pussy continued to drip her love juices onto the bed as the cold air brushed against her swollen pussy lips.
And she felt my stare on her, admiring her body like she was a work of art.
Avery’s arousal surged farther than ever.
Sensing her emotions internally I smiled to myself.
This was what I wanted.
Once the realisation began to settle within her, and she gradually understood her place, it only made my work easier.
’Its time to continue...’ I muttered internally as I stood up from the chair.
"Look at the mess you keep making..." I said, glancing down at her pink vaginal opening.
Hearing my words and sensing my heated gaze on her pussy hole that was wide open, Avery’s face burned hotter.
She tried to close her legs out of pure instinct, however the chains rattled and the ankle cuffs stopped her motion with a soft metallic clink.
"You’ve been a bad daughter," I said with a dark smile, reaching for the riding crop.
"Its time to teach you a lesson."
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