Honestly, he'd have pleasured her for hours if she'd asked. Every now and then, she hit him with the whip, and he couldn't deny the pain was intensely wonderful. He wanted to touch her so badly, to move up her body and suck on her breasts, feel her warm skin beneath his hands, taste every inch of her body, pin her down and ♥♥♥♥ her senseless, but he was kept on his knees, subjugated and controlled by the woman he loved and feared the most. His ♥♥♥♥ was rock solid, his erection was becoming very painful, but she would not relent.
He gazed up at her with a hazy grin when she finally stopped him. He had miraculously managed to hold back his orgasm, though he wasn't sure he could hold it much longer if she chose to tease him some more. She slid off the table and pulled him to his feet. Kneeling down, she licked the tip of his ♥♥♥♥ a few times, gazing up at him from below. He nearly lost it then and there. But that was all he got as she led him around the table and pushed him down on top of it, lying him on his back. Somehow, she had managed to fit restraints to either side, and Abbott found himself bound and spread-eagled across the middle of the table. She stood above him and he again found himself unable to speak.
"You're the strong, silent type, I see. That makes a change from your usual behaviour," she said as she straddled him, hitting him with the whip again.
She laughed and reached around to remove the corset. Abbott bit his lip as she revealed her breasts to him. He pulled on his restraints, eager to get to her, but she remained frustratingly out of reach. She pressed a finger to his lips.

"I wonder how long you can hold out. Don't spoil my fun by coming too soon, though. That will get you badly punished," Gillard warned.

Abbott couldn't respond, not even to suggest he might enjoy being badly punished by her rather more than he was willing to admit. She turned around, spreading her legs for him again. He took the hint and got back to work while she licked the length of his ♥♥♥♥. He paused momentarily as she slipped a cockring on him. A slap to his thigh got him going again.

Oh, she was being the most utterly frustrating tease he could ever imagine. She squeezed his ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ on the head, and her nipples brushed against his skin. He bucked his hips, wanting to take her, but she held him down. She was pushing his endurance to its limits, and he wasn't sure how long he could last, not when she was rubbing his ♥♥♥♥ between her breasts.

Abbott didn't last much longer. She'd worn down his defences, his endurance, everything, and he was left limp, tired and exhausted as he came hard. She stood and jumped off the table. He barely noticed her releasing him from his restraints before she dressed in more sensible clothes. She approached him and stared down at him from above. She was upside down, at least to Abbott, but he didn't care. He grinned as she kissed him, and he knew he would find it very difficult to beat her when it came to the election.

"Bring it on, Abbott," she called as she collected her things and made to leave. "And I wouldn't dally too long, I'd hate for someone to catch you in here like this. What would the media make of that? Then again, I'm sure you know that what happens in Cabinet stays in Cabinet. I"m not going to tell. Are you?"
He froze as he heard footsteps in the corridor outside. It sounded like security. He ducked under the table out of sight as the door creaked open. Abbott knew he would not be able to explain his presence in the Cabinet Room if he was caught, but the visitor did not stay long and left, closing the door behind him. Abbott just hoped he hadn't locked it from the outside. Then he really would be screwed. Thankfully, the door was still unlocked, and he waited until the coast was clear before running for his life, hoping no one had seen him.