Celia let out a deep breath, un-aspirated, as the pressure on her nipples eased.<em>Ahhhhh, that is better, no, I want more I want her to do it more.... UHHHN!</em>She drew it in again sharply - almost a gasp, but... not quite.<em>Too tight, to tight, no, no, not the other one... MMMM That's so good!</em>She blinked hard to clear the tears from her eyes so she could see Mistress.<br/><br/>She smiled pathetically and lifted her cuffed hands slightly off her belly in acknowledgement of the complement.<br/><br/>She almost blew it though, as those evil fingertips trailed across her ticklish bellybutton. She squirmed slightly and ground her teeth together to stop from squealing.<em>Ohhhhhh, this is so good. Why has she never tortured me like this before? I want this every time! You pathetic looser, you realise she won't stop until you make a noise? You can't win this one. You will lose. No I will pass this test. I will. She will push me beyond my limits and my limits will grow and my love for her will grow, and sooner or later she will... No! I won't go there! That is not something I will even dream about! Because YOU know it's never going to happen. It might... Never. <strong>It MIGHT!</strong></em><br/><br/>Celia's argument with herself distracted her from what her mistress was doing to her, The vibrator touched her clit and caught her by surprise and she jerked her hips upwards, a soft hiss of breath escaping through her clenched teeth. She hoped Mistress had not heard it above the sound of the vibrator. But then, Mistress did something impossible. As her tongue touched Celia's cunt, the poor girl climaxed, her juices squirting out over Mistress' face.<br/><br/>But the only sound to escape her was a soft, stifled "<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">nnt</span>"