Selina was covered in an almost micro thin layer of sweat - and she was weeping. She was weeping between gargantuan deep breaths that saw her breasts rise and fall, rise and fall. Her nipples seemed to have been extended, and engorged from within. It looked like they had been forced out from the raised, speckled aureoles and had become thimble like. They looked like they had received some kind of attention, but more, those nipples looked like they needed, and begged for more attention.

"P-please please Sapphire please let me cum. Please let me cum.... P-please. Please."

Things had moved on from simple intense arousal. Things had moved a long, long way. That much was clear. Sapphire had almost idly begun on Selina's breasts. Just circling them with her finger tips lightly. At first deliberately staying away from her nipples, not touching them, or sweeping her thumbs across the tips. Just drawing circles round and around, at first outside the raised speckled area of the aureoles - just like an incessant light, ever so light trailing of Sapphire's hard, perfectly manicured finger nail. Just grazing the sensitive highly charged flesh of Selina's breasts. Working both breasts at the same time. The lack of touch to the nipples seeming to feed their erection and that erection equal, and solid hard in both nipples, instilling a deeper need and arousal in the helpless girl. During that time Selina had mewled and wetly groaned as Sapphire had whispered and filtered little words, and phrases into her mind. Drawing those circles ever closer, ever tightly to the aureole edges, and then the nail gently scraping up over the speckles. Round and round. The little vibration those nails over those pimpled aureoles was causing, reaching the stem of the nipples. Making them throb a little bit. At the same time, making Selina wish that the attention was directly to them - indeed almost forcing an arch pressing her breasts up to the finger nails of Sapphire. But Sapphire a young, nubile expert in what she was doing, and always one step ahead, just altering the slight pressure of her finger nails so that Selina did not in any way control the contact. Selina wanting desperately for Sapphire to thumb the nipple tips. But the Nubian never doing that, always stopping short of that. This woman, this light black skinned woman knew what she was doing to infinite levels. Teasing and keeping Selina there on the edge. She would let her orgasm before she moved her attentions. But that orgasm, the pure undiluted orgasm would simply be held in Selina's mind for future reference. It would stand as, a marker in the mind. Those long slender finger nails again working down, to that lower part of Selina's tummy. Circling the belly button piercing again and then just trailing it down to that private part. That very intimate part.

"Mine baby. All mine."

Maybe an early statement of intent from Sapphire, but not a vicious one. Still a mind bendingly gentle one. Just manipulating the mind of the younger girl, bringing her into her world very slowly, very gently. The use of the stainless steel ball at the base of her skull had been a genius move. Sapphire was as in tune with the mental aspect of domination as she was with the physicality's. Even more so maybe. She knew what planting that seed in the young girl's mind would do. And she had enjoyed the first signs of Selina losing her mind. Fighting with herself inside her own mind. Sapphire recognised the signs, however subtle of what was going on inside Selina's mind.

"Mmmm, another orgasm baby. You want another orgasm hmmm? And what you gonna give Sapphire if she gives you another orgasm huh? What you gonna give me baby?"

Playing games with Selina - taking the games to newer and deeper levels. It had been the little kinky game that Selina had loved and had been drawn to. Cuffing Sapphire's legs apart and being in charge whilst she ate out the Nubian. Selina had thought she had gone to heaven, or somewhere even better. And then the Nubian had introduced another level of gaming. The basement of club New Order. The gynaecological bench, the bondage. A seemingly gentle introduction to bondage for the daughter of Brenda. But then the games being played proper and Selina being taken 'under'. Being taken to that 'special' place.

A look between the wide spread, suspended legs of Selina would give an immediate cause for concern to anyone lucky, or unlucky enough to see that view. Some kind of stainless steel 'device' had been inserted into the teenager's sexuality. Pushed all the way in so that four outer 'claw' like things gripped the outer lips - as though stopping the thing from being sucked in. But in reality, the stainless steel bullet tube thing nudged up against Selina's cervix, preventing that from happening. Those outer claws, or grip things simply used to stretch the girl open. A central wing nut arrangement twisted clockwise and with every turn, the claws opening wider, then wider still. The tube inside the girl opening up into four segments. Those segments pressing to the tunnel of Selina's sexuality. That tunnel flesh then pressing through the gaps between segments. The sensation of such deep happenings inside her must have been confusing, frightening and arousing all at the same time. It could have been that a measure of modest opening like that would have tickled and tormented her arousal in equal measure. But she had been opened wide. As though dilated to give birth and yet with nothing to give birth to. The effect of such wide opening, taking the ability to feel friction away from herself. No ability to pleasure herself by squeezing her muscles the way that she had learned to do at times. The ability to squeeze the thing inside her, the one holding her sexuality so obscenely wide and open still there. But just enough for her to tease herself without giving herself any real pleasure.