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playfully, and Andrea tugged and squirmed, knowing that there was some reason for the ice she could no longer see.
    She panted, trembling, she couldn’t deny that she was getting wetter and wetter by the moment. The fire emanating from her bottom was spreading throughout her body.
    “I think you are too hot,” Jan said, his voice taking on a playful note in spite of its firmness. “You should now cool down.” Andrea remembered the bowl of ice cubes with a shock. Oh god, oh god, oh god, what is he going to do with the ice? Somehow, Jan spread her legs at the knee, parting her thighs just enough to admit his hand. He stroked and rubbed her, making Andrea gasp, making her hips buck as she felt his warm touch against her pleasure center. “This is not your reward,” he told her firmly, and Andrea yelped as his hand came down across her throbbing buttocks.  
    “Yes, Master,” she agreed. She heard a rustle, a clatter, and bit her lip against the scream she could feel bubbling up in her chest. Andrea wanted desperately to be able to see—to be able to know just what was happening, what was about to happen to her. She had never felt more helpless or vulnerable in her life, and never while simultaneously feeling so incredibly turned on that she thought she might burst.
    The first shock of intense, mind-numbing cold shot through her as Jan brushed an ice cube across her tender, abused buttocks, making Andrea gasp and moan in a mixture of pleasure and acute almost-pain. It was too much—she couldn’t take it. The icy tingle set in, more cold spreading, water dripping down along her legs, gliding down in droplets to tickle and caress her wet labia. After the initial shock, she could appreciate the keen, almost agonizing pleasure that the numbness afforded.
    When she thought she was finally used to the cold, when she was moaning for more, Jan surprised her again. The ice that had felt so good against her ass cheeks brushed against her drenched, throbbing, hot labia, sending an electric jolt of sensation that made her whimper. She groaned as she felt Jan push the cube into her body slowly, able to trace the aching cold as it worked its way inside her, melting in her body heat. He added another, and she whimpered, her body convulsively attempting to hold onto the melting ice already inside it, a little stream of water dripping out of her. A third, and she was shivering, tugging helplessly at the binds on her arms, twisting her legs to try and free them of their captivity. Jan’s fingertips pressed against her, holding the ice in place, and Andrea almost screamed with a mixture of frustration, pleasure, and overstimulation so intense that it verged on discomfort.  
    “You must cool down,” Jan told her, his free hand caressing her still-tingling ass. “You will hold still until the ice is fully melted, and then your punishment is complete.”  
    The ice, which had seemed to melt so quickly at first, lingered, and Andrea felt a kind of strange humiliation as the water from its melt trickled down along her labia, dripping onto the sheets below her. Bit by bit, the three cubes tucked inside her dissolved, and she felt her muscles flexing involuntarily around them, even as deep, body-wide shivers took her over. Moans ripped through her lips from somewhere deep in her chest, so intense they were nearly sobs, and Andrea tried to mentally bring up her body heat, struggling not to squirm as the ice inside her transformed from solid to liquid.  
    Finally, Jan’s fingers shifted down, beginning to rub along her labia, stroking her pleasure center until any thought of how chilled she was, how brutal the feeling of ice melting deep inside her had been, started to dissolve from Andrea’s mind. “Good little one,” Jan murmured, and she felt his lips brush along her back, her shoulder. “Tell me why you were punished.”
    “I was punished for ly-lying, Master,” she said, her teeth chattering from a mixture of lingering cold and