"It's hot in here," Delilah giggled as she still felt Donovan inside of her even though he'd pulled out.

"Yes, I think we steamed it up even more," Donovan said, "You took me so well, Delilah. I know it was unpleasant at first."

Delilah moved closer to him as Donovan ran a hand over her backside.

"It didn't feel good at first. You're a large man, Donnie, but I knew you wouldn't have hurt me. I know that you've experienced this and even though I know my body, I think you do, too... maybe even better than I do."

Donovan smiled,"I might know your body, Delilah, but you know what you want. Whatever you want, whatever you need, I plan on giving it to you."

Delilah frowned when she glanced up at the clock on the wall.

"Yes, I suppose we should get back downstairs to finish up our little fiesta."

The fact that in mere hours they'd have to part soured Delilah's bliss.

Donovan wasn't particularly excited about leaving her and not just because he felt a strong connection to her.

He wanted to protect her from the evils of the world.

Drying off, he skimmed Delilah's body, asking her multiple times if she was alright and once that was established, they made their way back down to the Red Room with Delilah blindfolded once again in front of the toy table.

"Alright, my dirty queen, time for you to choose the next item for us to play with. Remember, no touching. Just hover your hand over the area and I'll take it from the table."

Delilah's naked body stood a few inches from the table with Donovan's hard cock already pressed into her back side.

The feeling elicited a bubble of laughter, but she refrained as her hand positioned itself over one item.

"Good choice. Not one I think you're expecting," Donovan said, grabbing the ball gag, "Choose another."

Delilah breathed in deeply and shooed at another spot. Donovan chuckled, "Nice."

He grabbed the oil and placed it in the steaming bowl of water set to the side.

"One more, my queen," Donovan said, admiring the way Delilah didn't hesitate too much. She was truly coming out of her shell.

"Very good.." Donovan was the one who hesitated when Delilah's hand stopped over the clitoris clamp.

"Now, I'm going to take the blindfold off and you can position yourself on the bed, legs spread wide for me."

When Delilah could see, she spotted the items chosen and shuddered.

The trust she had for Donovan overrode any fear and she complied.

Spreading her legs wide, Donovan could see her red pussy, the clit already pulsing.

"This is a clit clamp. It's a light version, it might tickle and I have a remote control that will depend solely on you whether I let you come or not. I'm not a patient man when it comes to being inside of you so my cock is extremely aching right now as you can see."

Delilah bit her bottom lip as she ogled Donovan's angry looking length.

Stepping forward, he ran a hand over her inner thighs and slowly, but steadily placed the clamp onto Delilah's little clit.

"Safe word?"

"Pirate."

"Don't forget it and don't forget to use it. How does this feel?"

"Strange, but, -"

Delilah couldn't get the words out before Donovan clicked the remote, the clamp suddenly vibrating on her clit.

"Oh... oh... .oh...God..." Delilah's fell back onto the bed, her hands fisting the sheets, toes curling.

"Naughty, naughty..." Donovan smirked as he turned off the clamp,"No coming."

A whimper escaped Delilah as Donovan's cock begged him to slip inside of her wet hole.

"Don't you worry, queen... we've plenty of time for that...Get on your knees for me.."

Delilah rolled carefully onto her side, the clamp not skipping, and right onto her hands and knees.

Donovan pulled her back up against him, her back flushed with his chest.

"I'm going to put this gag in your mouth, Delilah, and all you have to do is tell me the safe word and, -"

"Do it. Make me yours."

Donovan placed the remote on the bed and carefully positioned the red ball in Delilah's mouth, strapping it on as he looped the bands behind her head, buckling it into place.

He pulled her hair slightly, tugging just enough for Delilah to look back at him, her eyes full of timidity and want.

"At my disposal, queen... only mine.."

Pushing her forward, Donovan picked up the remote and clicked it on again, this time at a higher setting. Delilah instinctively lowered her upper body down and her ass high in the air for Donovan to get a perfect view of her pussy.

Little moans escaped her, whimpers of joy and ecstasy as Donovan watched her face as he glanced in the mirror above the headboard.

"Fuck, you're perfect, but I'm not ready for your to come. I want my cock to feel you coming. I bet I can do both. I want you so fucking spent before you leave this room that you'll never look at or think about another man the way you will me. Do you understand me, queen?"

Delilah nodded as Donovan turned up the vibration, Delilah now writhing as her orgasm closed in.

Much to her dismay, but to the dom's delight, Donovan kept adjusting the settings, teasing Delilah until she was almost nose diving off the cliff, but then leaving her cold.

A chuckle from Donovan made Delilah shimmy her ass, her need so evident just like the arousal dripping down her thighs and onto the bedding.

"Here we go..."

Donovan turned the remote to its full capacity and within moments, Delilah was coming... hard...

"That's the way..."

Watching her again, he could see her adjusting to the gag, but contrary to what he was supposed to be doing as a dominant, Donovan wanted to hear her.

He reached in between her trembling legs and carefully took off the clamp, tossing it to the floor. The gag was next, much to Delilah's shock.

He rolled her over and smiled, pumping his hard cock as a very beautiful, very pleased Delilah grinned up at him.

Easing himself inside, Donovan groaned as his cock filled her. Nothing was going to stretch her pussy, not even him. The tightness that she had when they began seemed to get even more so and Delilah was practically strangling the hell out of his dick.

"Fuck me... shit..."

In and out he glided, kissing her tenderly on the lips as all of the submissive and dominant factors slipped away.

Delilah held onto him, her body his and his body hers. Nothing mattered anymore, not the toys on the table or the forgotten, unused ones.

"Oh, Donnie..."

Delilah knew she was no longer in the hands of a Dom, but those of a lover.