Brom rocked his hips, easing his shaft into and out of Felicity's mouth as his hand stroked her hair and then dropped to cup and knead one of her breasts.  The wheel turned slowly, her body resisting any further yielding and with only one hand it was harder for Brom to turn it.  But he did pull it slowly and inescapably.  The creak and click of the device mingling with the madwoman's giggling as it pulled at Felicity, seeming ready to tear her apart before she had a chance to complete the task he'd given her.  Then Brom smiled and looked down at her, his eyes darkly pleased as he moved his hand back to take hold of her hair and hold her head steady.<br/><br/>"There are few pleasures that can complete with the feeling of a woman scream around my cock," Brom said as he pushed his hips forward, ramming into her throat while he gave the wheel a sudden sharp pull.