Beads Of Demand

¿Sexology?

Ava's POV

"What the fuck-"

Jennifer shook her head violently. "It's fine Jenny calm down," this woman said sliding her hand down Jennifer's thigh and her gaze turned to me. "Jennifer explained to me that you've changed since you been to the club," she said making eye contact with me and I quickly looked away.

Not this time.

"Get Out," I spat and she chuckled lightly .. with evil. "Do you wish to know why I showed you what I did?" she asked.

"You didn't show me shit. I went down there myself," I argued. She grinned wildly and rubbed her temple. I was beginning to get under her skin.

"Give her a chance Ava.. she can really help," Jennifer said and I rolled my eyes.

"How much?" I asked.

"None .. until you begin to enjoy it," this woman giggled.

"I won't." I had to insist she was wasting her time.

"So you say," she said getting a cloth out of her bag.

"So I know!" I said as she stood up.

"Yet, you remain," she said as she walked behind me.

She put the blindfold over my eyes and I fought against her.

"Relax Ava.." she cooed into my ear. I took a deep breath and she guided me back downstairs and into a car.

She played soft piano music and hummed a anxious tune.. I reached to touch the radio or open the window but I reached to nothing. Nothing around me what so ever.

I was free. Not in a seatbelt or a car even. Just drifting.. I wasn't walking, I was kicking my legs freely. I began to panic and suddenly I dropped. I opened my mouth to scream but nothing came out. I looked below me to see a room... and I fell right in it.

The black shadows faded away to a bright light. Which really was the blindfold being torn away and me sitting in a leather chair. I was tied to the seat with some type of leather. It wasn't regular rope and the more I pulled the tighter it got. I started to panic. I was in my underwear and bra.

I started to cry. She walked in front of me and took a seat in a black leather chair and crossed her legs. She was wearing black tights, red bottom heel combat boots and a baggy white t-shirt.

"Relax Ava..." she sighed and she picked up a string of beads that she played with loudly.

"Get me out of here.. please!" I begged and she sighed and stared deeply into my eyes. After a couple minutes of me pleading she got up and put the blindfold on and I panicked. I was kicking and pulling at the restraints but that did nothing but make me weaker.

That piano music came on and and so did her dangerous hum and I started to scream above it ... until soon I had no voice. I had slipped into this space again.

Upon my crash into the chair again , she was there playing with her beads. "I will repeat this step until you relax," she said and I tried to deep breathe.

They just came out frantic.

She leaned forward and rested her elbows on her knees, still playing with those damn beads. "What did you think of the Feu Bleu?" she asked.

I didn't say anything and she stopped playing with the beads. "I think... it was weird. Different... suffocating. So many questions," I spat out.

She began playing with the beads again, which I focused on. "Would you go again?" she asked. I nodded. "Why haven't you?"

"Fear.. pride.. want."

Want?

Want? Where the fuck did that come from? I had such a hard time controlling my words. "What do you dream about?" she asked now playing with the beads more slow.

"I think of the smell, the sounds, and your eyes." I said now panting. She stroked the beads with her hands slowly.

"What do you feel throughout the day?"

"Like I can't ... I'm just.. so horny and not satisfied with anything.."

"So would you say this want is coming from sexual frustration?"

"No... it's more than.. just ..sex.."

My words were dragging and I couldn't complete much of a sentence.

She smiled and said, "Cum."

"Wha.."

She dropped the beads to the floor.

"Cum."

My toes curled and my back arched. My legs trembled and the orgasm was so good I couldn't make a sound. My body shook violently during the orgasm. She would lift the beads and drop them again and I would feel another wave ... eventually I sat in a puddle.

"Would you say your satisfied?" she asked and I nodded. She began to hum as she picked up the blindfold.

"Nooo please please... thank you. Just bring me home.. please,"

"Do you hear your words Ava? Your saying please and thank you?"

She sat back in her seat and stared.

"How do you feel Ava?"

"I feel satisfied.. humiliated and embarrassed but ... relaxed I guess.. still panicky. I .. I don't really know... I just want... I can't stop wanting," I ranted.

"Wanting what Ava?" she insisted.

"Wanting what?" she asked. That's when she picked up the beads.

She began playing with them again, my eyes darted from her eyes to the beads.

"I ... I .. I don't know.."

She chuckled...

"Don't be ashamed Ava.. We both know," she said.

She played with the beads so slowly. I felt like I was suffocating.

"What do you want?"

She trapped the beads in between her palms and I could no longer breath.

"You.." I admitted through my last breath.

She dropped the beads to the floor and I came once more.