[ His lips curl upward into the type of grin that should make her afraid... very, very afraid. While he has no intention not to satisfy her, he is going to make her earn it. Even more than she already has, really.

He lets the suspense build for a moment, the buzzing within her loud enough to fill the silence. Only then does he slowly nudge down the speed of the vibrator, before she has a chance to climax from it. And with her hands cuffed behind her back, there's not a whole lot she can do about it. ]

That depends. Which would be a worse fate: if I left you hanging until you begged me to get you off, or if I got you off over and over again until you couldn't take it anymore?

[ It's then that he decides to play a little dirty, sending her a very vivid mental image via the amulets. Her, bent over and helpless, the vibrator still going strong long while she's nearly exhausted, his hips slamming into her while he fills her elsewhere.

What she may or may not realize is that this is all part of the punishment. ]