Amber felt Sir Mark lean close to her and then whisper into her ear. When she heard what he said, she barely had a chance to say, "Sorry, Sir," before he pulled on her hair and forced her to look forward again. She wasn't going to berate herself for making another mistake but she filed away another mistake, remembering not to do that again.<br/><br/>She struggled with the feeling of his fingers rubbing over her engorged flesh, feeling her pleasure grow to a craving that had her moaning through her open mouth and heat riding up and down her restrained body. Amber felt Sir Mark's lips on the top of her ear and then her lobe, adding to how she was reacting to his touch and what he was doing to her. Her ears were one of her erogenous zones and the touch of his lips on that part filled Amber was heightened feelings. Although her favorite place to be stimulated was her neck, feeling what he was doing to her ears was turning her on even more then she was.<br/><br/>Then she felt Sir Mark move onto her neck and Amber's body wiggled against the lawn and arched into a deeper curve. Sir Mark saw her breathing become deeper and deeper as he pleasured her neck and her fingers curled into claws, pulling at bindings that held them in place.<br/><br/>Once he sunk two fingers into her, Amber felt the heat that had been building into her grow into a fire. Her body was being played with and she knew that she was being controlled by Sir Mark. It was freeing, letting him do what he wanted with her. Her cream covered two of his fingers and her thighs and sex as Amber was held in place and felt Mark thrust into and out of her. She could feel her orgasm building but Amber worked on keeping her self-control, not having her release until he told her that she could.