Will the Teasing Ever Stop?? Part Four

Tony thrashed in pain and pleasure until the casts had to come off. Elise cut him free, then snapped his arms into tight medical restraints and locked a rigid torso brace around him. She fastened everything back to the bed frame. The electrodes were gone, replaced by her hand and hips working his cock in a merciless rhythm. Every stroke pushed him toward the edge, but she eased off just before he spilled. His hips bucked, begging, and she started again—over and over—keeping him right there, desperate and denied.