Bugging him

[cumhardy]

"Sit down." She demanded.
This girl was bossy, but she already had his trousers round his ankles and was working her fingertips up and down his cock expertly.
He sat down with a thump. The wooden chair was uncomfortable but her fingers found his shaft again before he could complain. She was a tease for sure, and a very good one. She hardly had to touch him, her fingertips lightly brushing all the sensitive little areas of his cock. Already he was rock-hard and throbbing.

She knelt down between his open legs. He opened them wider, leaning back in the chair and inviting her in. She wrapped her hand around his shaft, gripping him firmly. He melted in the warmth of her grasp. He could have cum right then but her hands moved with an almost sixth-sense. She knew the exact pace to keep him on edge. Every stroke, squeeze and twist of her hand holding him at the very brink of orgasm. He moaned and writhed in the chair, eyes closed in ecstasy.

He felt her hair brushing his thighs. She was getting closer. He looked down to see her face inches from his aching cock. She continued to work him slowly with her hand whilst her open, moist lips hovered closer and closer. He could feel her warm breath on his cock. Her mouth was hot, wet and hungry.
He wanted to grab her by the hair, pull her close, thrust into her. He was desperate to feel the warmth of her mouth on him, to feel her tongue caressing his shaft up and down. She was playing with him.

She leant forward swiftly and took the head of his penis in her mouth. Her soft, lingering kiss was all he received before she withdrew, leaving a string of saliva from the tip of his cock to her mouth.
It had lasted less than 3 seconds but the heat of her mouth, the sucking, the way her tongue lapped and flicked had left him a gasping, shuddering mess. He wanted to beg her not to stop, but the power of speech has abandoned him.

She looked up at him from her position between his legs.
"Let me tie you up". She said.

He had never been a big fan of bondage, and he especially didn't like the idea of being tied up. Visions of her fucking him with a giant strapon whilst he lay there helplessly ran across his mind.
He wanted to say no. She must have sensed it because she suddenly let go of his dick and looked at him with the expression of someone who was used to getting their way.
"Okay, okay..." He rasped, his breath still shaking with excitement. She smiled strangely.
"Good boy."

She reached under the chair and pulled out a bunch of silk scarves. She was well prepared; she must have been planning this all along. He slumped in the chair passively while she secured the scarves tightly around his wrists and ankles. He pulled against his bindings when she was done. There was little give in the knots; he wouldn’t be able to get out of this in a hurry.

She reached under the chair again. This time she pulled out four leather straps. He started to protest but her hand quickly returned to his penis, working him again to the brink of orgasm, silencing him with pleasure. Once she was satisfied, she proceeded to attach the straps. She used them to secure him more tightly to the chair at the elbows and thighs.

He tried to squirm again. He was held fast now, hardly able to move against his bondage. His legs were spread, he felt exposed and vulnerable.
She bent down and gave him a soft kiss on the tip of his cock. He moaned with frustration.
"Nearly done." She whispered, reaching under the chair again.

This time she withdrew something that rattled loudly. It was a heavy chain. This time he didn't protest. There was no use, he was stuck, there was nothing he could do.
She wrapped the chain around his chest and belly. The metal was cold on his skin. The chain was tightened a little too much. He found it hard to breathe as the chain was bound to the back of the chair. He heard the click as she closed the padlock. He was locked in, immobilised. Now he couldn't even squirm.

The discomfort of the chair had increase significantly. His back was starting to ache as the wood pushed against his spine. His legs would cramp soon if he didn't stretch them. When he went home with this girl, this really wasn’t what he expected.

His penis was starting to droop. Her wrapped hand round it once more, bringing him back to full erection. She knelt down between his legs again and quickly took his cock in her mouth. He had expected her to tease him again; this sudden eagerness took him by surprise.

Her mouth sent him to heaven. Her tongue snaked and probed every inch of his cock as she took him deeply into her throat. She moved her head back and forth with expertise, her lips travelling from the base of his cock to the tip and back again, all the time her tongue exploring his most sensitive areas. His discomfort was forgotten instantly. He felt orgasm bubbling up inside him but each time he got close she seemed to sense it, slowing down just enough to let the feeling subside before returning to giving him the best blowjob of his life.

He lost track of how long it went on. Five minutes, ten...twenty? Then, just as suddenly as she had started, she stopped and removed her mouth from his penis.
"Please don't stop." He gasped.
There was no reply. She stood up before him her lipstick smeared into a sinister grin.

She walked across the room and fumbled around in a drawer of the dresser.
"Here comes the strap-on" He thought with dismay.
He heard what sounded like a jar opening then the rattle of glass on metal. He couldn't see what she was doing but it didn't sound fun.

She turned around and he saw what she was holding. It was a small pair of metal tweezers. A cold dread suddenly fell upon him. What the hell was she going to do with that?
She came closer. He could see it now, something was held in the tweezers. She brought it up to his face for a closer look. An earwig.
"What the fuck!" it was all he could muster.
This night was getting way too weird for him. The earwig squirmed in the metal grip. She brought it within an inch of his nose. He could see its many legs writhing, its sharp pincer opening and closing.
He hated bugs. Hated them with a passion. He turned his head away; it was the only part of his body he could move. Was she going to make him eat it? The thought was too much to bear.
She laughed as the taunted him with the insect, following his face as he twisted his head back and forth. She grabbed his cock with her other hand, jerking him roughly, keeping him hard while he panicked.

The earwig was removed from his face. He was so relieved that he almost didn't see what she was going to do next. She had stopped stroking his cock and was now holding the tip with her finger and thumb. His piss-hole was being held open like a yawning mouth. And the earwig... what was she doing with the earwig?

Horrible realisation dawned on his face. He screamed. He begged frantically. He tried desperately to move, to tip the chair, anything. It was no use; the earwig was touched to his penis.
At first it didn't find the hole. It squirmed back and forth over the head of his cock, still held in the tweezers but then it was in. Its head disappeared inside him, the insect’s antenna retracting back over its body to allow access. Then the front legs got hold and she let go of its tail.

He screamed again. The insect felt sharp and too wide for its new home as it forced its way inside.
Suddenly the inner working of his urethra was being painfully mapped out to him via the clawing legs of the earwig. It was all inside him now. She pinched the tip of his dick closed to prevent its escape. It felt like a thousand writhing razorblades were shredding his cock from the inside.

His screams became a hoarse coughing sound as he vomited all over himself. The earwig had made its way to the base of his cock and now a fresh agony exploded in his belly as it found some unknown pipe to explore. She let go of his withered penis, blood trickling from its tip.

His head slumped forward, sobbing loudly as the insect suffocated inside him.
She walked away from him. Was she leaving? Was she going to leave him tied up like this forever?
He looked up, and saw the jar of earwigs in her hand. He started screaming again.

[JDude]

I love the story and it complete loss of control on the sub's part. Wonderful.

[whacker44]

Omigod..up the pee hole..shudder !!!!!!!
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[camel]

duuuude.
That is just wrong.

Thumbs up.