

I flinched in surprise when I felt something bristled up against my thighs, my tits, my legs. Q was teasing me with my hair brush. The sensation helped me wake back up into reality some more. I heard him set my brush down, and he planted a few more soft kisses on my neck. I was left wondering again, but not for long. Q had grabbed my magic wand, and pressed it right up against my clit. I immediately started yelping and squirming again. It wasn't even on, but I knew how intense it was going to feel. This is when I really appreciated having my legs tied and spread wide. No closing my legs. Good girls take it. Q turned it on. Even the lowest setting feels incredibly intense to me, and being sensitive from earlier as well as totally helpless only added to the feeling. My legs shook again, and I couldn't help but try to move my hips both into the wand and away from it. I screamed around the gag, my clit throbbing. I could tell Q was having a lot of fun with this.