Amy savored the moment as long as she could until she felt her orgasm reaching its climax. She was now panting and moaning heavily, her breaths hot and labored, her face in a deep red blush. Her body trembled and her pussy kept his dick in a tight warm embrace. But even though she was over due for an orgasm, she could not cum until commanded to. She moaned and whimpered, her distress becoming obvious.
"Mmmrrghhh...oh yes, Amy...you're getting so tight..." Ocax grunted, starting to thrust faster and harder into Amy's clenched pussy, releasing spurts of precum with every thrust that he gave into it. "I'm gonna cum....mmmhhhh...sooon..."
Amy moaned louder and her whimpers began to sound as constant as her moans. Her body was drenched in the warm water of the tub and with the sweat of her body. She tried to speak but failed, it felt like she was going to explode an moment now. "P-Please." She pleaded, her voice only a whisper. "Let me cum to..." She spoke so silently he may not have heard. She could not cum unless commanded to, she had spent to many years like that to simply step out of the habit.
"Mmmrgghhh...you must...cum by yourself, Amy..." Ocax growled, reaching up and grasping Amy's furry breasts, starting to squeeze and fondle them pleasurably while his thumbs pushed her nipples around in circles, boosting her pleasure by a lot. He remained silent after this, only letting out growls and grunts of pleasure as his orgasm slowly built within him. She can't hold it back forever...it's impossible..
Amy moaned deeply and whimpered loudly, soon losing all her strength as she lay there at his mercy, being fucked hard in Ocax's attempt to make her cum. "St-Stop it Ocax..." she begged, tears rimming her eyes. Her master had done this to her as well, tried to see how far she could go before she disobeyed his order not to cum, or lack of order to cum. She felt like lava was flowing through her body and that her poor pussy was about to explode like a bomb. She felt her body and mind struggle in a flurry of pain and pleasure. "Please...have mercy on me Ocax...I cant help it...." Her voice was wreak and as the moments dragged on it became apparent that to make her cum on her own would be to hurt her in the process. She was nearing her ultimate forced orgasm, she did not know if she could maintain her sanity for much longer.
"Mmmrgghh, you need to be broken out of the mindset that you're a slave! I will not stop!" Ocax growled, thumbing at her nipples harder as he bucked hard into her pussy, gritting his beak together tightly as he did, his balls hurting as he held back his orgasm. "Grrrrhhh....Amy...!!"
Amy began to cry softly as time dragged on. "Please....dont...do....this..." She pleaded between sobs. IT hurt so badly, her mind was like plywood trying to hold up the anvil of her pleasure. "I feel...like im...Im going crazy....please just tell me I can cum....please...." She moaned as her pussy tightened considerably. The time had come, she was seconds away from orgasm and Ocax's last chance to change his mind had come as well.
"N-NO!" Ocax growled, increasing the speed of his thrusts greatly, jackhammering into her pussy as he fondled her tits roughly and pleasurably. "You do not need to be commanded...rggh! to cum!" he grunted, unable to hold back his orgasm any longer; letting out a loud growl as he started to release thick gushes of cum into Amy's clenching pussy.
Amy was full on sobbing now, her tears streaming from her eyes. She moaned and then screamed. She grabbed her head as she did, her orgasm ripping through her mind and body like a tidal wave. Her pussy clenched even harder and she came as well, her juices splashing their thighs. Her orgasm lasted so long she could not remember the exact time, and even if she could she would not be able to speak of it yet. Her mind was not the only thing that was hurt, nor her body. Her heart had cracked. She did not understand that Ocax had done this for her own good, all she understood was that this was a common torture she had to endure from her master and that Ocax had just done it to her. She could almost feel the cold steel against her arms, legs and neck. She moaned in the tube, her body limp in front of Ocax. She looked up at him then with eyes full of something he had never quite seen in her. Fear. She was afraid of him. Even he had done this to her....why? She could not understand. She had begged him just let her cum, but he had not allowed it...why? She knew why, or at least she thought she knew. She was still a slave, albeit a better treated one. She did not know what to do now, or if she could even move. So she waited in the tub, moaning and whimpering as she floated limply.
"Amyy...grrhh...what's...wrong??" Ocax growled, pulling his shaft out of her, and scooping her up into his arms. "Are you hurt? Did I hurt you? Speak to me Amy!" he cried, shaking her lightly. "I'll never do that ever again if you just say something! Please??" he continued, looking very worriedly at the limp vixen.