[SilvertongueLyra]

A little personal information I thought was needed - the feather in question remains as one of Master's favourite toys to use on me. I am so tickle sensitive that I can't string any words at all when being tickled and have stopped breathing all together once.

Not cumming with all of me so aroused and on edge was very difficult. It's something that I have come to be quite used to now, but the tickling had truly broken down all my sense of control and it was taking me everything I had to stay in position, and manage to control my orgasm. I was shaking and snorting and trying to move away, to protect all the bits he was so mercilessly tormenting. After what seemed like hours, I squeezed the ball.

He immediately stopped, his hands immediately removing my gag. He gave me a moment to compose myself but all I could think was Fuck, fuck fuck... Why did I squeeze the ball? He is going to hate me for this... Bollocks... I can't even take some measly tickle torture. I am an absolutely pathetic piece of shit.

"Get out of your head Koneko," he commanded firmly, obviously seeing the cogs running through my head. "Take a deep breath and tell me what went wrong."

My breath hitched, "I couldn't take it anymore Master. I am so fucking sorry. It just absolutely overwhelmed me and my throat got tight from being unable to giggle or laugh and I just... I just couldn't Master. I am so sorry sir."

I was expecting anger, maybe frustration at my terrible reason for safewording. He chuckled instead, and kissed my forehead.

"Ah Lyra," he said, his fingers pulling my face up to probably face him. "You squeezed it once, and asked me to stop and slow down. I am proud of you for doing that and trying to explain what went through your head. Do you trust me to use it on you again and only give as much as you can take koneko?"

My breath hitched in my throat again. "Yes Master," I whispered hoarsely.

"Good girl." With those last words he had me gagged again, loosening the strappado slightly allowing me to straighten my back just a bit more without pain.

He slowly began tickling me again, and after successfully edging three more times he finally stopped, untying my hands and letting them fall back down my back. He deftly opened the ropes that tied my wrists and elbows.

I heard him sit behind me and got startled at the sudden scrape of the chair that was still shackled to my legs.

"Sit koneko," he said, pushing my shoulders down.

I sat as he had instructed me. Knowing how I was supposed to sit when between his legs. Knees slightly parted, palms on the balls of my knees and back as straight as could be.

I heard the unscrewing of a cap, and then the light drizzle of something on his palm. The subtle and powerful smell of cherry blossoms filled the room as he slowly began to massage my shoulders to take away some of the ache.

"There there koneko, this is just the beginning," he said, efficiently fixing up the knots in my back and shoulders and making me melt at his touch. "You have done well so far, but now I am going to take away your hearing as well."

He slipped a pair of headphones over my ear which had Radwimps playing through the speakers. I couldn't hear him at all. I suddenly realised how touch was the only sense I had to aid me now. I couldn't see, I couldn't hear, all I could smell was the cherry blossom scented oil he massaged me with. All I could do was feel his hands as they moved over my back and shoulders and massaged the knots away.

"Are you alright koneko? Shall we continue?" he asked, pulling off one of the headphones to allow me to hear.

I nodded and felt his hands grip my tight by my arms as he hauled me up on my feet. Master took my right hand and tied it above my head and did the same with my left hand. My legs were unshackled from the chair and instead my legs were pushed wider apart and shackled to a spreader bar. I was naked. I was spread eagled. I had no clue what Master would do next and I had no way of knowing it.

Something ice cold brushed over my neck, sending goosebumps all over. I shivered, feeling the water melt down my chest as the ice cube was moved lower and lower until it was right above my mound and then.. gone.

I waited, wondering when another ice cube would join it. I tried to listen and ignore the Radwimps but couldn't hear anything. I tried to test my restraints, see if I could move at all, but I was bound well and tight. The time creeped by.

Suddenly, an ice cube touched my clit and I bucked my hips. The ice cube was swirled around my clit and over it and then taken away again.

I was very alert, it was like red sirens were wailing everywhere trying to make me better at anticipating when and where the next one would be.

Drip. Something fiery hot and wet fell on my right breast and I bucked around like the scared kitten I was. Drip, knowing it was coming didn't make it easier for my left breast either. I closed my fists around the role holding them up and clenched them tight. I gasped as I felt the frozen kiss of the ice on my nipples. Hot cold, it felt so sudden, so overwhelming. The ice felt colder than ice and the wax he was pouring on my breasts felt hotter than fire.

TBC