She felt she had a good chance of making it all the way to ten miles without stopping for another orgasm, although probably she would, just for fun.
But worse, the vibrator in the dildo went off like crazy.
This was exactly the sort of bondage she always craved; freedom in sight but yet so far away.
Standing up as she was, each stroke of the pedals caused the nipple clams to sway a little bit, reminding her helpless nipples of their torture.
Her breathing was getting ragged now.
She was both disappointed but relieved.