色悠悠影院

The tickling sensation as he kept aiming the shower over her already highly sensitive nub in now a soft drizzle was something so… so good. It was ever so light, almost like a crisp breeze falling over her sensitive skin. How was there even such a sensation that could be evoked just by using the flow of water from the showerhead?! This was crazy!r

She had to nibble on her nails to keep her moans in check. Or more like, she was actually stopping herself from asking him to go ahead and increase the volume of the water. This sensation was just so good but… but for how long? How long was he going to torture her with this light and breezy sensation?r

To her relief, he finally moved on to the next level and increased the showerhead's volume. Now the light drizzle had turned into a heavy rain, covering more of her sensitive spot, feeling like the water was palming her so tenderly. Lord… how was this so good? She had no idea… was it really supposed to feel like this or was it because Sebastian was the one who was controlling it…r

Elle wanted to shut her eyes and keep it closed. No, her eyes were already almost fully closed so helplessly due to the pleasure of it all. But thank goodness because she managed to stop herself before her eyes were completely closed. She could not spread her legs any wider anymore, no matter how much Sebastian wanted her to. She would not be able to take it. r

"How was it?" came his sinful voice. "Feel good right now?" r

She nodded without hesitation. She could not help it at all! Her mind had turned completely blank and was reduced into a puddle, overcome by pleasure and lust. r

"Speak… Izabelle. How many times have I told you to use that lovely mouth of yours to communicate?" r

"It's… good." Was all Elle could squeeze out. She was somehow not able of more complicated words.r

"Just good?" Sebastian prompted for more.r

"So good." She could only be honest. She already knew that if she lied, he would just prolong the torture until she ended up admitting the truth, whether verbally or not. She had learned her lesson already. And she had learnt it well.r

He bit on his lower lip and then released them so slowly before he finally set the shower to an all-over steady spray that had her gasping from the sudden pressure change and the different sensations brought on by it. Oh, dear lord…!! She had literally salivated from that mad sensation she almost came had he not turn the shower off so suddenly. r

"Please…" the word came out. Her legs were just so weak now that they were trembling until her knees were almost knocking.r

"Please… what?" r

"My legs… they're going to give out." She whispered to him with her large eyes brimming over with unshed tears. Though she had wanted to say the word, it was not what she was saying 'please' for. r

"Lean against the wall." He instructed and she eased herself back slowly. The cold touch of the marble wall behind her created such a contrast to her blazing hot body. "And drop that hand. I want to see your full face, baby girl." r

Obediently, Elle slowly dropped her hand after taking a breath. r

"Now shall we continue?" he asked her and Elle once again nodded without hesitation. Almost frantically even. r

Her mind was no longer working. She could not think of anything else but to reach the orgasm that had been denied her ever since he had spanked her while at the couch. How long had it been? She could not even tell anymore. All she knew now was that she needed it or she would die from this overly sweet torture that had gone far too long. r

"Yes." She said when he did not move, thinking that he was waiting for her speak and not just nod. r

A wicked, satisfied smile curved on his lips hearing how she had responded. r

Then he lifted his hand again, this time, he put the shower head a little farther from her. When the water jetted out, a moan was torn from her lips. Lord… that was stronger than before. The water's pressure hit her everywhere, not missing even a single spot. r

And he did not stop there, he began to flip between the all-over steady spray to the maximum converging spray, alternating and creating a propulsive rhythm that had her writhing where she stood. Oh, my lord… she was going to… she was so so close…r

But then the wicked, cruel devil turned the shower off again. She almost screamed out a loud and resounding 'no'. r

"Seb… Sebastian…" her voice choked a little, coming out in a pleading manner. Now she knew. Now she knew why this was considered as a punishment. He was going to kill her with this. She was under his mercy and he was going to torture her endlessly. She never thought that she would ever think this was the worse punishment ever. r

"I can't let you finish when my task isn't done yet, Izabelle. Have you forgotten? I haven't used my tongue yet, remember?" and there, he reminded her of the two options he had listed out from earlier.r

"The… showerhead would do, Seb. It's enough. Please continue with the shower–" Elle begged.r

"Are you saying you'd rather me use the showerhead on you than having me use my tongue?" r

She immediately nodded before she froze at the expression that had instantly crossed his face at her response. Did she make the wrong response?r

Something devious danced across his eyes and he flung the showerhead to the side, not even bothering to return it properly to its holder as it clattered noisily on the floor. He acted and looked as though the showerhead had done him some major wrong and now, he was casting it aside. r

And then his face was an inch before her. "Such bad and naughty little… I've decided to prolong your punishment. You deserve it…" he trailed off and stuck out his tongue. Without breaking eye contact, he gave her a long, dirty, shocking lick from her ass to her hard nub. r