Chapter 105: Test Number Two
Chapter 106: Test Number Two
Camilla
The combination of Domenico's mouth and Adriano's controlling of the vibrator between my thighs made me deeply fear that I wasn't going to be able to remain quiet for much longer.
"The left nipple clamp was set to three of seven." Gregorio said, maintaining the act of this scene.
Domenico's grip on my neck resumed once again and I could feel him smiling against me as he continued to place his mark and beautiful plays with the sensitive skin there. I have to admit that out of all the men here, Domenico is the best at neck kissing and right is no different.
The chair I was once wary of had now become my greatest asset because without it, I would be nothing more than a trembling mess on the floor.
"Increase it to setting five and apply the second clamp." Adriano said to Gregorio, causing me to look down at him.
I soon realized that was exactly what he wanted though, his eyes not allowing mine to leave him as he shifted closer to my body. My stomach knots as Gregorio twists the current clamp tighter before beginning to prepare my body for the second one. But this time, I wasn't allowed to look.
Adriano demanded that I watch him as he adjusted the vibrator and brought it up to my clit at last, my hips trying to jerk but only being met with the belt and the cushion.
The force of my impending orgasm hit me like a train as I suddenly felt that all too familiar urge to let go and lose myself in the wave of pleasure. But I couldn't do that though because not only am I unable to ask for permission to do so, there is also no way in hell that I could keep quiet if I climaxed before the given time.
Adriano wasn't very doctorly as a smirk drew across his face, the vibrator circling my clit in a medium paced tempo.
"I am going to increase the intensity of sensation by performing factor six." Adriano said, no doubt choosing his words in a way that left me confused and wanting.
What is factor six? My chest pressed forward at the feeling of the second nipple clamp being tightening to the fifth setting but I only absently heard Gregorio's voice saying that it has been applied before Adriano reaches back into his tray. Holding it up in the air, my eyes closed in defeat as a steel insertable was shown to me, the end of the tool curved and multiple spherical bumps lining the toy.
I sighed and tilted my head back against the headrest, giving in entirely to the restraints and Domenico's tight grip around my throat. At the sight of the object, I knew I could only pray that I would somehow be able to last.
Bringing the metallic toy down between my thighs, I gasped at the cold nip it brought, tingles shooting up my body and down my legs.
"What was that?" Adriano cocked his head at me with a mean grin.
"Something you wanted to say, patient?" He asked.
Holy shit? He was threatening me like I wasn't even important to him at this point and as fucked up as this make me, it was fucking hot and I couldn't deny it. I simply bit down on my tongue and forced myself to focus on my breathing.
Domenico was still at my neck but when Gregorio announced that I only have three more minutes to go, he began to refine his movement a lot, putting his previous ones to shame. There wasn't a single nerve ending along my throat that wasn't sparking with pleasure right now. The control of my breaths still lying in Domenico's large hand.
His grip was merely to angle my head right now but as if sensing his brother's intentions, just as Adriano's pushes the entire beaded insertable inside me and his hand squeeze, sending a rush of endorphins straight to my head. It was dizzying and Gregorio pulled at the chains connecting my nipples together. Domenico's grip lessened, forcing me to choke down my scream all on my own.
"Good girl," he mumbled right below my ear, causing me to clamp down hard on the freezing toy inside of me.
I felt myself end up right on the edge of breaking but somehow I managed to push myself and my eyes clamping shut. It wasn't until Gregorio called the ten minute mark that a forced sub left my lips, allowing myself to use my voice again. Seemingly all at once, Domenico bit down on my neck, Gregorio painfully ripped the clamps off and Adriano tore the vibrator and inserted it in the same movement.
I was left dangling just before the peak of my climax and never granted the opportunity to cum after minutes of fighting every instinct inside me down. My head spins as Domenico drags his teeth against the sore spot on my neck before lapping his tongue over the sensitive area.
I wanted to cry from the denial but I am not quite there yet despite my body currently screaming in protest and immense displeasure.
"She lasted ten minutes and five seconds on attempt two." Gregorio announced and the nipple clamps now dangling between his fingertips.
I finally allow myself to whimper and squirm at the uncomfortable feeling, needing the soothing touch of a month or tongue to take away the sore. But it was a need that wasn't granted to me.
Instead, my racing heart was never given the chance to steady before Domenico's mouth lifted from my neck, his eyes capturing mine in deep thought. And then, flash me a smirk that told me who's turn it is with me next.
Gosh, I am done for!
The sight of Domenico moving from his position beside me has my pússy clenching all over again. His curls along the edge of his face, tempting me to touch them but I can't move. I couldn't even be too upset about my denied orgasm, not when he and his two brothers look as attractive as they do now.
"For test number two, we will be observing the patient's pain tolerance to impacts inflicted by a riding crop." Domenico said with a smirk, stepping away and creating a slight pause as he selected the instrument of his choice.
"I say, she will be crying by twenty-five hits." Adriano said, holding my gaze as he spoke.
Gregorio raises an eyebrow in amusement as Domenico lets out a breath in disagreement.
"Considering what a pain slut she is, I will have her cheeks stained with tears within fifteen minutes." Domenico said, walking back to my side with the crop in his hand.
It brought the promise of pain with it, the ache of my abused nipples and clit sparking to life.
"Would you like the gag or not?" Gregorio asked, his eyes flicking to my mouth in thought.
"Not this time." Domenico smirked, seeming to have a different plan in mind.
"No, I want to hear her as she screams and whimpers under my touch."
"She does make the prettiest of sound." Adriano chips in, shooting me a look that makes my stomach clench.
"Although, a blindfold might be a nice addition." He added.
Those few words had my heart pounding just as a few beats faster and the mentioning of the sight of deprivation brought memories of the time before. The latter of the three tosses up a strip of black satin material, one in which Gregorio happily accepts as he silently motions for me to lift my head.
Doing so, the last thing I saw was the coolness of his eyes before everything went dark, the soft blindfold caressing my skin. The next second, I felt the drag of the leather loop across my stomach, tracing a line up the length of my body before curving to my neck and along the edge of my jaw. I couldn't see any of them but that left all of my other senses heightened and sensitive.
As a finger began to stroke the palm of my clenched hand, I felt Domenico brought the riding crop over the painful ache of my nipples. I can practically picture the smile that would appear on his face as I hissed.
"Are you sore?" He coos and with a nod of my head, he brings down the leather on my skin.
My nipples were already sensitive from Gregorio's clamps and the sharp jolt of pain from the crop only intensified it.
"Count," Adriano ordered and with a shaky breath, I started counting.
"One, daddy."
The second the word left my mouth, Domenico hit and this time on the opposite nipple.
"Two, daddy."
This wasn't me counting the numbers of the hits, it was a countdown to how long I would last before they broke me. On the eight impact, I screamed and my body was shaking as Domenico sought out the most painful places he could find. My body soon turned to fire, burning up in the heat of their flames.
When he hit my inner thigh for the first time, I will admit that I nearly broke down into a sob right then and there. It hurts worse than any impact before but my screen melted into a moan as Adriano's mouth came down on the sore spot. His mouth and tongue stroked the fiery touch of my skin.
But Adriano and Gregorio did this every time the crop came down on my trembling body, kissing away the hurt and transforming it into pleasure.
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