Chapter 119 Ice Cold

Every time I gave a wrong answer to something he asked, he would punish me by doing something to bring me to orgasm but then taking it back before I could. I would be at the edge of the seat, thrusting my hips towards him so he could finish me off, but then being abruptly taken away from my climax. My body would shudder from the loss of sensation and beg for Francisco to touch me longer. It seemed rather unfair that Francisco had absolute control of my pleasure right now, but deep inside it also...