<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Oh Christ Almighty, she wasn't going to make it.<br/><br/>She was trying! She truly was! But she had known she was going to be in trouble the instant the Captain had told her to turn around and then she had seen the ropes. Normally, Zara was a well experienced whore that she could hold off. There were mental practices she used on herself to make her body behave.<br/><br/>...But that wasn't going to work today.<br/><br/>One of the reasons she knew her clients kept coming back to her was because of her honest and true response. She wasn't one of those whores that held back and did everything the client wanted her to do because she knew it would please them. Her emotions were raw and honest and she gave it to the client...and yet, she never said no to them. Even if she screamed and begged, 'No' was rarely uttered by her while she was in her bedroom with a client.<br/><br/>The way the Captain touched her front was different from the way she had touched her back and Zara could not keep herself from arching and writhing against the touches. She whimpered, biting her lower lip as she pressed her head to the mattress and squeezed her eyes shut.<br/><br/><em>This is a test. A test to prove if I can handle it...Oh fuck, I'm so wet!</em><br/><br/>She gasped loudly when she moved to touch her breasts and then left her nipples aching! Her hands clenched into fists and in automatic response she had jerked on her bindings, only to find them tight and restricting. Well of course! She wasn't going to give her any lee-way!<br/><br/>When the fingertips touched her thighs, she spread them open to let her see and catch the scent of her arousal...but she did nothing. Zara clenched her teeth and opened her eyes to looked up at the Captain, the need obvious in her gaze. Just one touch...she would behave after one touch!<br/><br/>When the Captain leaned over her, Zara's lips trembled slightly as she gave her a soft smile but her eyes widened when she felt the ice cold cube pressed against her hard nipple. A sharp cry escaped her as her back arched and she shuddered violently. Low moans escaped her as she tossed her head from side to side, struggling to not beg the Captain to lick and suck on her nipples. To touch them; pinch them...FUCK! Do something!<br/><br/>She shivered at the feel of the ice cube moving along her sensitive skin, licking her lips as she thought about the question. "A....A few years, Captain." She swallowed hard as she looked at the woman and pleaded silently with her eyes. "I've been under the Teahouse roof since it first opened."<br/><br/>If her eyes did not give her away, then her voice did.<br/><br/>Zara was in her own kind of Heaven. She was being used and touched and sexually tortured by a beautiful woman...This morning had turned out to be quite wonderful!</span>