Fuck. No. He couldn't. Not even James, with his fucking evil machines and his creepy girl-control jujitsu, could make her come without even touching her clit. That was impossible. There was no way that just having her nipples stimulated, even combined with this awful form of eavesdropping, could actually get her off! Get her wet, maybe, and make her throb with need, make her clench involuntarily...

Katie had the disquieting thought that even if she were right, and he couldn't make her come like this, forcing her to edge without so much as a breath on her pussy could be an even more effective form of training.

The pincers on...