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Slowly, I took the chain between my breasts, which was connected to the other chain on the wall. My hand traced the line between the two chains, and as I stepped towards each other, I made small loops with my teeth, pulling them painfully tight. Nina stopped, and Drew stood behind me, and she pressed the flat rubber metatarsal out in front of my mouth, and slowly, she lifted each foot off the ground. She walked back around to the front of me, and once again she traced the line between my breasts, with her fingernails, across my nipples. She lifted them further off the floor, until her fingernails scratched the very line dividing the metatarsal from the flesh. She moved slightly to my side, and once again she traced the naked skin beneath my arms, tracing each of my shoulder blades, up and down, gently, slowly. Soon my entire body was covered in a sheen of sweat, my back involuntarily grinding into the floor. I couldn't see a foot of what must be a man, but when she raised my right arm, I understood she was checking for a body. Her fingers dipped into my sweat, releasing the pent up lust that had built up within me, and I welcomed it, happy even that I was pleasing my Mistress without distraction. Still, her fingers weren't gone, and I now felt the sting of the cuffs, as my flesh was laid bare to her naked admirer. She moved her fingers around in my armpit, lifting my hips up to meet her hand. She lowered her pressure, until I felt the moist swell of her pussy against my back. This heat in front of my camera was so different, so unbelievably erotic. Without moving to interfere, she pushed her fingers in a little deeper, and I felt the wetness of her inside against my manhood.

She came, riding me fiercely, with her fingers still chained to my skin. She cried out hoarsely into the gag, feeling me quiver beneath her, tightening, spasming, gripping the fabric of the footstool. She could feel my cock stiffening, and she begged me to thrust into her, to fuck her pussy hard. I agreed, but she cried out, her moans vibrating against my cock, as I quivered beneath her. I felt her fingers slip around the head of my cock, her pussy moving in back along it. I looked at her face, seeing the same pleading in her eyes that I had while tying her blindfold. She wanted to feel the hunger in her body, but she couldn't bring herself to give it to me. She was begging, using the strokes of her fingers, her cunt muscles working around the head of my cock, but she couldn't bring herself to that level of desire. Finally, she stopped, her breathing deep in. With another command she was ready, being fucked repeatedly, her juices dripping onto my thigh. I moaned loudly, unable to control myself. Nina stopped, and then slowly lowered herself onto my cock, her body hugging mine, her warm, wet cunt against mine, but not touching me. She took my weight off the floor and knelt down behind me, and slowly, almost caressing my back, kissed me. She rested her head against mine, her shoulder flat against my chest..