She peeled the headphones off. The sound of her orgasms ripping through her on the soundtrack was a pained delight. He said he’d use them. Threatened. Promised. She never thought he would actually include them in the song.
Red should have known better than to fuck a sound engineer. Worse yet is a Dom who’s a sound engineer. He’d taped their love making session. Worse yet, he’d liked her vocals as she came. All the sobs, cries, moans and giggles as he drew orgasm after orgasm out of her in pained delight. When she didn’t make a noise he liked, he fucked, licked or spanked her until he got the right response. Red had denied that she was a pain slut. Then he made her listen to the noises she made with the nipple clamps on.
Ah, this one was a little difficult. I’ve been writing about werewolves and victorian sex all week and my brain didn’t want to wrap around this modern pic. However, I left it until the last minute and thought of how I’d feel to hear myself when I put on the headphones. Wolf is a sound and lights kinda guy and I thought of all the tricks he’s played with recordings. Then I had it. I played with both word limits too. Hope you enjoyed!
Don’t forget if you’d like to play head over to Panser’s blog on a Monday and see what he’s chosen to tease us with for the week. Our challenge this week was 38-98 words and the phrase, pained delight.