[God, those sounds. She's tempted to institute a noise limitation just to hear him break it. But he's obeying so well now he might not and, while that would be satisfying in and of itself, she really does want to hear them.
For her own part, she's silent except to breathe — fast and shallow. It's not that she's holding anything back. Simply that, while good, the sensation isn't getting her past a certain point of arousal. In an attempt to change that and, perhaps, grant him a measure of mercy, she speeds her pace with one hand braced on the bed beside them. Of course, mercy has its price and the wand returns to play, drawing a line of sparks across his lower abdomen.]
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For her own part, she's silent except to breathe — fast and shallow. It's not that she's holding anything back. Simply that, while good, the sensation isn't getting her past a certain point of arousal. In an attempt to change that and, perhaps, grant him a measure of mercy, she speeds her pace with one hand braced on the bed beside them. Of course, mercy has its price and the wand returns to play, drawing a line of sparks across his lower abdomen.]