Her eyes moved and she watched him kneel, smiling softly that he seemed the slightest bit shaking from his use of her. She found it oddly comforting that he was not completely immune. Zoey jerked and gasped when his hand simply stroked her inner thigh, sliding through the copious wetness that she was producing thanks to the insidious toy. Her breathing was harsh and uneven and she squeezed her eyes shut when his hand raised and he pulled her absolutely drenched panties aside. She felt so embarrassed with him doing this. Her skirt was bunched around her narrow waist and her womanhood fully exposed along with the toy that was tormenting her. It buzzed softly, but it sounded loud to her ears. Her cheeks flushed with color and she nibbled her bottom lip when he simply watched the toy torturing her for a moment.<br/><br/>Then his fingers were joining it, pushing into her, stretching her. The action forced the toy more tightly against her flesh and the vibrations felt more powerful for it. Zoey's back arched and her head lolled back as she howled. She grit her teeth and held on, but only just. He had not given his permission yet and she had to hold on. She wanted to be good for him. She felt his fingers cleaning her lips of his leavings and she blushed again, having forgotten the state she was in. She felt his draw out her suffering until her body felt balanced on the razor's edge. Only then did her permit her release.<br/><br/>Immediately, she was screaming in release, only to have the sounds muffled by his strong kiss. His lips claimed hers, but not so roughly as they had but the way he kissed her sent a submissive tremor through her body. The sensation combined with his fingers truly fucking into her now had the poor slave writhing uncontrollably as the pleasure burned through her whole body. She clung to him helplessly, unable to do anything else. If his dominance, his control, was ever in doubt it was not any longer. With simple, precise movements, he drove her to such a hard orgasm that she lost all ability to reason. Quentin forced so much pleasure onto her that Zoey thought she would black out. Between the toy, the kiss and his fingers she very nearly did.<br/><br/>When she found her way back to the world, she was gulping in breaths and he was watching her, still stroking her inside alongside the toy which still buzzed merrily inside of her. Her body shook and twitched and she ached for more. Being told she was a good girl made her shiver noticeably and she pouted slightly, nodding along with his assessment for how she would improve. Her eyes darted to the table when he mentioned it and she nodded weakly as he kept moving his fingers in alongside the incessant toy<span style="color: indigo">. "Y-yes Master, we should and it can." </span>the words stuttered from her inviting lips as she fought to control herself despite his touch and the toy.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>