“Miss, please, I’m close…”
She let go of my cock like it bit her. “Oh, no, it’s not time for that yet. Not until I get off again, at least.” She reached down to her cunt and rubbed it with her fingers until they were slick with her juice, used it to lubricate my glans, and fed it back through the pillory. “This thing has some features I was going to save for another time, but I think you’ve earned it.” She looked at me and winked. “Check this out!” She clicked something on the rod and I felt spikes pop out of the inside diameter of the ring. I couldn’t tell if they were sharp enough to break skin, but almost any movement was sharply uncomfortable.
“Ok, how about now?” She adjusted something and I felt the spikes multiply, shrinking as they grew inside the ring until it felt like my dick was being held gently by a handful of broken glass, nothing cutting, but on the bleeding edge of it. She must have seen my eyes go wide because she dialed it back down to the original setting.