Welcome to the land of Civero. At first glance, it looks pretty similar to ours. Modern day technology, cities, roads, broken by stretches of wilderness. But this is just one world in a vast collection of realities, clusters of dimensions, universes, and planes which drift in the infinite megaverse. And just as some worlds bare striking resemblance to ours, so are some incredibly alien and fantastic. Worlds that seem mundane, but have altered histories from what we know. Worlds where costumed heroes and villains battle for the fate of the universe. Worlds which resemble the mythical and fictional lands humans have dreamed of since before language existed. Worlds so unfathomably alien, that any human mind catching the merest glimpse of them would instantly disintegrate into raw insanity.
These worlds, as they rub together and their barriers occasionally blur, sometimes influence one another. On the cosmological map, Civero hovers in the same “neighborhood” as what could only be described as the Elemental Plane of Lust. The supernatural does exist in Civero, despite the apparent mundane setting. Magic and psychic powers exist to some degree, as do mythical monsters. And despite entering an age of “enlightenment” and technologies a step ahead of our own, where humanity has largely left magic behind to embrace the progress of science, the supernatural still exists albeit it in a rather subdued state. And thanks to the influence of its near neighbor, the supernatural often comes with a distinctly sexual influence.
In the modern day, supernatural problems are handled by supernatural experts, independent contractors who usually hunt down monsters, but can also be called in to deal with trouble making mages and psychics. Experts are called in to handle these cases, which the mundane authorities can’t handle or which stay so deep in the shadows that its impossible for them to fix the problem.
One such person is a man by the name of Jamin Frey. An “aura mage” who combines post-human combat skill with basic magics, his lack of power is compensated by his jack of all trades status. Jamin Frey is resourceful and quick thinking, and is fairly confident he can handle your case, even if his division is too understaffed to regularly afford giving him a partner. He doesn’t need back up anyway, right? After all, what’s the worst that could happen?
THE EROTIC MISADVENTURES OF JAMIN FREY
“THE GOLDEN HOOK”
The Assignment
We have been receiving reports of a new brand of sex toys appearing on the black market, which have been determined to be mystically enhanced. These new toys have been reported in association with sexual torture crimes and extortion. As with previous sexual device cases, most reports are of mundane people buying these toys and using them for their own ends, but some have actually found their way into sex shops, where unsuspecting parties purchase them, and find out too late that the devices far exceed safety limitations.
The devices include various chastity devices which cannot be removed by any means, cock rings which leave the penis permanently erect even if removed, lubrications which alter the a person into the opposite sex during intercourse or masturbation, aphrodisiacs which turn a person in a mindless zombie craving only sex.
Authorities have tracked down a possible warehouse where these devices might be getting made, but attempts to breach the warehouse have resulted in several officers coming back out with no recollection of anything unusual going on. However, several by standers who made sure not to enter to premises swear up and down that there is some activity going on in the warehouse.
We recommend agent Jamin Frey take the case, due to his successful busts of similar operations in the past.
PART ONE
Jamin groaned. The tall, lithe, red-headed man shook his head and looked around, his vision focusing quickly. He was in what appeared to be a cell. Four concrete walls lit by halogen lights imbedded into the ceiling and a think metal door. The only furnishings in the cell were the mattress he had been laying on and the non-reflective toilet and sink in the far corner. The air was cool and fresh, filtered despite no obvious ventilation slats.
He realized he was completely naked, which of course meant he was also completely weaponless. He sighed with annoyance. He stood, stretched, and took a breath. Breaking out of here was going to be a pain in the ass, but Jamin had found himself in worse situations. It wouldn’t be too hard as long as they hadn’t found a way to block his…
God fucking damn it.
Jamin had attempted to “flex” his magic, pressing outward with his aura. Nothing happened. Just to be sure, he held out his hand and willed a fireball to form. Nothing. Just to be absolutely sure, he actually went through the hand motions and chantings, spell casting “training wheels” he had long outgrown the need for, but which sometimes worked when he otherwise couldn’t directly tap into his aura. Nothing. Jamin looked over himself, and, with the almost unnatural twisting of his superbly trained body, was able to see, just between the shoulder blades, and faintly glowing sigil. A very strong anti-magical seal.
Jamin straightened himself, took a breath, and let his senses expand. It was very faint, like looking through a barely-translucent screen, but they hadn’t completely cut off his mystic senses yet. However, they were so dulled as to be effectively useless. All he could pick up was the obvious hum of ambient magic and the wards on the doors and walls to supplement their physical durability.
“Shit,” said Jamin. “I fucking hate it when they actually know what their doing.”
They certainly had. They had apparently been prepared for Jamin’s appearance at the warehouse. The moment he arrived on the premises, cloaked in invisibility and silence spells no less, he’d found himself attacked. Four battle mages had leaped out of the shadows. Like Jamin, they were all skilled in the art of combat as well as quick spell slinging. And, Jamin noticed, they were all female. The fight had been quick and furious, but Jamin was outnumbered, and one of the battle mages, a tall black haired woman, had proved his equal in both swordsmanship and attack magic. Jamin had proven superior in defensive spells, but then, the other three battle mages had proven to be a healer, another attack spell users, and a freaking summoner. One who wasn’t afraid to unleash three powerful monster women (a half-spider, a half-snake, and some kind of minotaur-like thing). Seven on one, Jamin found himself very quickly subdued.
And now, here he was. Jamin couldn’t believe that a normal operation like this had that much security. But then again, maybe Jamin’s success at breaking up such facilities had given him a reputation that preceded him. Still, he wondered if perhaps there wasn’t more to it. Could someone have tipped them off at his arrival? As ready as they had been, there was no way they’d just been there to be cautious.
Well, fretting on it now would get him no where, best to try and find a way to escape. Jamin frowned looking for something, anything, that might prove useful. He looked at the futon mattress. He saw that it had a zipper along the side, and the small metal tab stuck out. Jamin went over and with a quick flick, snapped the zipper tab off.
He then walked over to the door and frowned at it for a moment. There was no vulnerable spot he could find, not even a hint of where the lock actually was, and of course, the hinges were outside the room. He couldn’t even tell which side was the hinged one. He idly finger the zipper tab. Though the magic seal on his back did nothing to hamper his post-human physical attributes, such attributes were not going to be useful against a warded wall and door unless he could find a weak point.
Jamin was about to look around more thoroughly, if only to pass the time, when his senses tipped him off that someone was coming just a half-second before her heard the door locks release. The seal really had dulled his senses. Quickly, Jamin tucked the zipper tab into his mouth, letting it rest in the slight gap between two of his back teeth, where it fit snug.
The door came open and two women stepped through. They were both attractive, even modestly dressed in slacks and blouses. The one on the left was Asian, with chin-length hair died a dark red. The other was Caucasian, with sharp, Eastern European features. Her hair was also pitch black and slightly wavy. They looked to be in their mid to early twenties. They were unmistakably physically fit and moved with the easy, fluid grace of battle mages; clearly, they were two of the women who took him down last night.
“Alright, ladies,” Jamin said. “You’ve got me at a disadvantage. May I please at least have a pair of shorts?”
“I don’t think our boss would appreciate that much,” said the Caucasian. “Besides, why ruin the view? A couple of scars here and there, but otherwise a rather handsome body and cute face.”
“Boss, huh?” said Jamin. “Anyone in particular?”
“They’re talking about me, lover boy,” said a very familiar voice.
“Mother fucker,” muttered Jamin.
In stepped another woman, dressed in a woman’s business suit, with thin black rimmed glasses, and blond hair tied up in a tight bun. She smiled pleasantly as she entered the room and her eyes gave Jamin a thorough once over.
“Rebecca,” said Jamin flatly.
“Is that any way to treat an old lover?” she said, and laughed. “I must say, it’s rather good to see you after all these years. You haven’t changed much.”
“So, went from blackmailing rapist, to selling devices to help other people be blackmailing rapists,” said Jamin. “Does your parole officer know about this?”
“Of course not,” said Rebecca. Her eyes narrowed slightly. “He’s rather indisposed at the moment.”
Jamin winced, then as he felt the tingle of psychic tendrils touching his mind. Normally, his aura magic would be able to block such powers, but his magic was now sealed, and the seal didn’t do anything to block psychic abilities. On the one hand, this meant the psychic shields which his colleague Michael had installed in his mind would probably hold strong, preventing Rebecca from reading his deep thoughts or doing any psychic rewiring, it also meant he couldn’t actively resist Rebecca’s efforts.
So all he could do is grit his teeth as he felt Rebecca’s mental probing flit through his mind. “Dear, oh dear,” she said. “You have some very, very strong psychic shields. You always did come very prepared. Still, I might not be able to take anything from you, but I can certainly send you a thing or two.”
Jamin had time to cock an eyebrow, before he felt Rebecca’s mind come to rest on a certain part of his psyche. He then felt something tingle in the back of his brain and then shoot along his spine, travel between his ass cheeks, and come to rest on his testicles. Jamin jumped as felt a pleasurable tingle fill his scrotum, then slither up the length of his shaft. Despite himself, Jamin found his penis beginning to erect.
“Pretty cool, huh?” said Rebecca, grinning. “I’ve been practicing. My psychic influencing abilities are stronger than ever. I may not be able to screw around with your mind, but I’ve learned to influence people’s nervous systems directly.” Jamin felt the pleasurable tingling begin to run up and down his length like a steady stroke of raw pleasure. Jamin just steeled himself and gave Rebecca a hard look, though he had to admit it did feel rather pleasant. But he wasn’t backing down.
Rebecca sighed with exasperation. “Tough guy as usual,” she said. Then she narrowed her eyes again, and Jamin jerked back, staggering a bit. An explosion of pain rippled through his groin, as though he had just taken a hammer and a taser to his balls. Still, he didn’t cry out and he just glared at Rebecca. Rebecca hit him with the sensation again. Then a third time, this time keeping the sensations continuous until Jamin finally sank to one knee and gave out a pained gasp. Rebecca then relented.
“Okay, believe it or not, I didn’t come here to psycho-shock your balls to oblivion,” she said. “But I do need you out of my way. So, I’m going to use you as my little guinea pig to test out my latest little device.” Rebecca slipped a hand into her blazer, and pulled out a small, golden hook.
The device was two-inches long, with the ‘barb” ending smoothly rounded off, and the end of the neck having a small, bow-tie shaped flat piece. Rebecca took a step forward. Jamin leaped back, but the two battle mages jumped him, grabbing him by the arms and pulling him up, pinning him to the wall. They each trapped one of his legs between their own in order to pin them as well. Jamin struggled, but it was no use. He had no leverage, and the two together were stronger than him. Rebecca stepped up to Jamin and smiled wickedly.
“So far, I just call it the Golden Hook,” she said. “A sex mage forged this little number for me, and if it tests well on you, we may go into production.” So saying, she leaned down and slipped the hook onto the tip of Jamin’s penis, still hard thanks to Rebecca’s influence despite the pain he’d felt earlier. Once the hook was on, the “bard” slipping into the slit and the flat piece touching the spot just below the frenulum, Jamin felt it grow hot for just a moment, and then it almost felt like it wasn’t there at all. Rebecca pulled back and Jamin felt her psychic presence leave his nerves. His penis immediately began to shrivel; however, the hook remained where it was, snuggly following the curve of the penis tip. Then, suddenly, Jamin felt a very slight tingle come from it, and his penis erected again, swelling to maximum hardness. The tingling then stopped, but his penis remained erect. Despite no apparent stimulation, and with Jamin not at all aroused, his penis stayed at the maximum point of tension.
Rebecca backed up, and the two battle mages also jumped back a bit, making sure they were beyond the reach of his grip. Jamin’s feet touched the ground and he stayed standing, his back still to the wall. He looked down at his cock, then up at Rebecca.
“Okay, so you’ve given me a case of priapism,” said Jamin Frey. “Really? That’s it? I’ve had the Permanent Erection spell cast on me more times than I can count. That’s like the most basic spell in the Sex Mage arsenal.”
“Try and masturbate,” said Rebecca. Jamin just rolled his eyes. “Do it or I will go for you balls again.”
Jamin scowled, but moved his hand towards his penis. When he got within a couple inches, he felt a sudden jolt that forced his hand away. “The hell?” said Jamin. He tried again with the same result.
“Excellent!” said Rebecca. “Now walk forward.” Jamin, still scowling, took a step. He jumped as he did, for as he moved forward, he felt a stroke of raw pleasure trace along the length of his cock. He paused. “I didn’t tell you to stop,” said Rebecca. Jamin took another few steps towards them, the women backing up a bit. Every step came with a stroke of pleasure along his penis. And, despite himself, he found he was getting aroused. It was just a bit, and his own iron will, not to mention the situation, kept the sensation well repressed, but Jamin noticed with alarm that the niggling bit of arousal didn’t go away, just stayed where it was at first. It took a while to actually fade away.
“What is this?” said Jamin.
“I could tell you felt something,” said Rebecca. “Pleasurable?”
“I suppose,” said Jamin, guardedly.
Rebecca laughed. “That’s a yes, then. And I could sense you getting aroused, even though you’re not really in the mood.” She looked two the two battle mages. “Hmm… Jamin here enjoys smaller busts. A nice handful, he always said, was the most delicious. You two look like you fit. Would you be dears and kindly take your tops off?”
Jamin backed up a bit and felt another stroke of pleasure. He started to watch, feeling rather compelled despite himself, to see the two women, but suspecting something was up, he closed his eyes, looked down, and put his arm in front of his face. “What are you up to?” said Jamin.
“We’re just testing the various features of the Golden Hook,” said Rebecca. “Firstly, once attached, the penis (or clitoris), becomes fully and permanently erect. Secondly, it will prevent you from masturbating, shocking you if you try to touch yourself, or even if you try to hump the wall or your mattress. Thirdly, when you try to walk or otherwise travel under your own power, the hook will send jolts of pleasure along your genitals. The sensations will intensify the long and faster you try to walk, run, crawl, etc. Fourthly, it will cause you to become aroused by anything that would arouse you, even if the situation would normally dissuade you from arousal. For example…”
Jamin hissed and jumped as he felt another of Rebecca’s psychic shocks, which forced his hands to move to his balls, which thusly resulted in them getting shocked by the hook. Jamin opened his eyes and turned to face Rebecca, ready to let fly a curse, but found the words die on his lips as he found himself faced with two lovely pairs of breasts. Jamin, who was a breast man through and through, found himself mesmerized by the sight of them, and felt himself becoming rapidly aroused. He tried to fight the sensation, but despite his iron will pushing back with all its might, the arousal blossomed anyway, and he felt his penis twitching with excitement. Jamin tried to look away and with Herculean effort, managed to, but the arousal stubbornly tried to stay where it was.
Jamin saw the feet of the two mages step forward, and he backed up, each step again stroking his cock, which did not help at all. However, his back hit the wall again, and the two mages walked right up, pressing themselves against him. Their skin was smooth, even with their battle hardened muscles, and their breasts were firm but soft. Jamin tried to shove them back, but the two grabbed his arms and legs and pinned them again. Jamin squeezed eyes shut, but the feeling of their naked skin against his seemed to be enough to do the job.
He heard Rebecca step up to him, and soon, she was close enough, he could smell the sweetness of mint on her breath. Rebecca leaned close, in between the two mages, and Jamin felt her breath on his left ear. She purred into it and Jamin shivered, still gritting his teeth. “Fifthly,” she said, delight clear on her voice. Jamin suddenly let out a loud gasp, eyes flying open as Rebecca unceremoniously grabbed his cock. His penis was suddenly alive with sensual fireworks, pleasure rippling all along his organ, up and down the shift, whirling around the penis head, even tickling his balls. Then she started stroking him, and the sensations nearly tripled. Caught completely unprepared, Jamin let out a ragged gasp of surprise. Rebecca purred again into his ear and continued, “Fifthly, the hook makes you incredibly sensitive down there, and just touching your genitals is enough to make a normal man blow his load in under a minute.”
Jamin could certainly believe it. He’d been on the receiving end of sex mage and psychic stimulation to his genitals before, and this was something like that; a continuous current of raw, sexual pleasure, more pure than even an electrical stimulation device could bring. This is what that felt like, and while Jamin had built up incredible stamina in that regard, he had all his defenses knocked out from under him this time. He grit his teeth and tried to get himself under control, but it was too much too fast. Indeed, in under a minute, he felt his hips buck forward in Rebecca’s hand.
Rebecca just laughed and the this time, the battle mages pinning him joined in.
“Did I forget to mention, Jamin, that sixthly, the hook makes it impossible for you to orgasm unless the one who put it on you grants permission?” Rebecca just grinned at Jamin’s strained expression.
“Bitch,” he hissed at her.
“You know, you really shouldn’t be giving me crap, Jamin,” said Rebecca. “I could just go back to using pain to keep you in place. But its much more fun to torment you with pleasure.” Rebecca crouched down and licked her lips, eyeing Jamin with a wicked look.
Jamin gasped out a “No, don’t…” but it was no use. Rebecca’s mouth closed around the head of his penis, and her tongue writhed against him. The pleasure nearly tripled yet again, and Jamin’s vision went white as pleasure so intense it nearly was painful wracked his body. Despite his willpower and post-human stamina, he couldn’t take much more. He felt himself passing out. But then, with a jolt, he realized he never crossed the threshold. Even as the sensations overwhelmed him, he realized he could not pass out.
Jamin felt Rebecca’s mouth leave him briefly enough to here her say, “Oh, wow, how wonderful! The hook won’t let you pass out while I stimulate you either! This thing is truly amazing!” And then, her mouth was upon him again, and the two mages pinning him had to really work to keep his thrashing from breaking him free. Rebecca realized by that point that if she stopped and let go of him, he would probably pass out from exhaustion right there.
She decided to continue sucking him for another ten minutes anyway.
The Erotic Misadventures of Jamin Frey:The Golden Hook 1 & 2
Re: The Erotic Misadventures of Jamin Frey:The Golden Hook 1
PART TWO
Jamin wasn’t sure how long he’d been out. When Rebecca’s mouth had left him, he had mercifully been allowed to pass out. Now he was back on the mattress and the cell was empty. He looked down, and sure enough, he was still hard as a rock, the Golden Hook still attached. His penis, despite remaining hard this whole time and undergoing such intense stimulation, hadn’t become sore. At least the hook maker had been considerate in that regard, so that the effects did no permanent damage.
Jamin tried to stand up and winced as he felt a bolt of pleasure shoot through his cock once again. Calmly, slowly, Jamin shifted to sitting position, then stood up. The pleasure thrummed through him the whole time, but as low as he moved slowly, it was light enough to be ignorable. Still, this was going to be a problem. The cell was pretty solid, but the hook was a bigger restraint. He couldn’t move very fast, or far, at all without the pleasure overtaking him. That was to say nothing of trying to fight. Iron willed as he was, the mystical mechanisms of the hook would have him on his knees pretty quickly.
With no magic or equipment, and every movement only making travel harder with every step, he was effectively pinned. Jamin reached for his penis again, tentatively. The jolt knocked his hand away. He took another breath, concentrated for a few moments, sat down on the floor, and, gritting his teeth against the jolting sensation, forced his hands to reach for his penis. It was like trying to physically grip a lightning elemental, and the shocking sensation quickly turned to pain. But Jamin was able to get one hand on his shaft to hold his cock steady, and another on the hook. Digging with his fingers, he tried to pry it off. It wouldn’t budge. He pulled harder, pulled until he felt like he would tear the foreskin right off, but the damn hook refused to part with his flesh. Finally, realizing it was useless, Jamin released himself and with a sigh of relief, yanked his hands away from now painful storm of shocks.
His dick and hands ached for a bit from his efforts, but the pain subsided eventually. Jamin shook his head. The hook probably couldn’t come off, unless the person who put it on in the first place removed it.
The door to the cell came open, and Jamin jumped to his jump, jerking as the movement send a powerful bolt of pleasure through him. The black haired battle mage stepped into the room and the door shut, relocking. The woman had several metal rings in her hands, but these she set down on the floor near the door.
“Ah, you’re awake,” she said. “How was your rest?”
“A little forced,” Jamin said.
The woman smiled with bemusement. “Yes, I suppose,” she said. “That’s very fascinating little device, isn’t it? There’s a few people I can think of who I’d like to slip one of those onto.”
“Well, it works splendidly,” said Jamin. “Satisfied?”
“Not quite,” said the woman. “Oh, the boss is satisfied the hook works well enough so far, but she’s not nearly done with you. She wants us to run more tests. She said we can do anything we want to test you.”
Jamin tensed. “What kinds of tests?”
The woman shifted into a fighting stance. “When we fought with swords, we were pretty even. I suspect you’re actually a fair degree stronger than me, but alas, we never got to go true hand to hand to see who was more skilled in that department. Still, now seems like as good a time as any.”
“I don’t suppose I could appeal to your warrior’s virtue to maybe not challenge me when you clearly have all the cards stacked in your favor?” said Jamin, dryly.
The woman smirked. “Tell you what. We’ll make this a challenge. If you can pin me for a ten count, we’ll declare you the winner. If you win, we’ll call it a day, and I’ll leave.”
“And if you win?” said Jamin.
“Oh, you’ll know when I win,” said the woman. “I won’t need a ten-count.”
“Guess I don’t have much choice, huh,” said Jamin, shifting slightly, but not taking an obvious battle stance.
“Nope,” said the woman. “By the way, my name is Therin.”
“Jamin,” he said. “Shall we begin?”
“Oh, wait,” she said. Quickly, she kicked off her shoes then stripped off her pants and top, followed by her bra and panties. She gathered them up, and tossed them into a corner of the cell. She resumed her fighting stance, which did nothing to lessen the sexiness of her exposed body. “There,” she said, a sly tone in her voice. “Now we’re more even.”
Jamin muttered a curse, and forced himself to glance away, looking at her from his peripheral vision. The more Jamin got a look at her, the more he realized that in the looks department, she was exactly his type. He was finding himself aroused, even without looking at her directly. She gave him to time to get his bearers. She lunged right at him, fist shooting for his head. Jamin had to jump back and bring his arm up in a sweeping block. The Golden Hook sent flashes of pleasure through him, and his penis wagged as he moved. Therin didn’t let up, continuing to strike at him. Jamin blocked and parried each hit, but each swift movement, like he had predicted, sent increasingly intense jolts of pleasure through his penis.
He made a few attempts to attack, but one wide kick had left him exposed, and Therin’s hand had shot straight for his cock. Jamin barely managed to deflect the grab with his knee and then shove her away. Therin sprang back at him. Jamin dodged a few more times, but he found himself quickly stumbling as the jolts of pleasure began to make his knees tremble. He had to end this fast.
As Therin lunged at him again, he let her fist just barely graze his cheek as he spun with the blow. Continuing the spin, gritting his teeth despite the continuous pleasure jolt it sent through him, he was able to slip his arm around hers, jerk her off balance, and swiftly had her in an arm lock, forcing her arms up and back. This, however, had the effect of pressing her back to his front, and she immediately thrust her ass back again him. Twisting at the last second, Jamin was able to cause her ass to press to his right hip. With a heave, Jamin threw Therin to the ground, and land on top of her, keeping her pinned. She writhed beneath him, and Jamin’s cock swayed dangerously close to touching her flesh. Feeling her body move under him was still enough to drive Jamin to distraction.
“Ten count,” he said firmly, mainly to focus himself. “One. Two. Three. Four. Fi-“ He let out a gasp, and he jumped so hard he nearly let go of her. He looked down as he felt something tickling his ballsack, and saw that Therin had bent back her leg, and her toes were tickling the underside of the scrotum. Pleasure rippled up his organ.
“Give up, stud?” said Therin as she felt Jamin tremble on top of her.
“F-f-five. S-six,” Jamin hissed defiantly. Therin brought her other leg back and used her other foot to give Jamin a swift push on his butt, forcing his hips to swivel and cause his penis to touch her ass check. Jamin let out a loud gasp. “Sev-s-seven,” he said.
“Hmm?” said Therin. “Didn’t quite make that one out.” She wiggled beneath him, and Jamin found the shaft of his penis nestling in the crack of her ass. Jamin stiffened and his next word became a mumble. The pleasure surged through his organ. Therin flexed her ass cheeks to squeeze the hot, hard member some more, and then felt Jamin’s hips thrust.
“Oh, fuck,” said Jamin. He couldn’t help himself. The pleasure from the hook was too much and the haze of arousal was too thick. His hips began to buck instinctively against her ass and he lost his hold on her. Therin freed her arms, but didn’t yet shove Jamin off. She rather enjoyed felling him hump her ass.
With a Herculean effort, Jamin shoved himself up and off of her, rolling onto his back. But before he could even orient himself, Therin was straddling him, sitting on his chest. Her gorgeous nude body practically loomed over him, her breasts filling his vision as she bent forward a bit.
Therin snapped her fingers, and the metal rings she had left on the floor flew straight to her hands. Quickly, Therin grabbed Jamin’s arms and slipped two of the rings on. Jamin tried to snap his arms away, but he was still too shaken, and Therin caught them easily. As soon as the rings, were over his hands, they shrank and snugly gripped his wrists, then immediately pulled his arms to the floor.
Binding rings. Like the Golden Hook, as magical devices, they weren’t canceled by the anti-magic seal still holding strong to Jamin’s back. Therin got up, took the last two rings and, despite Jamin’s kicking (which only zapped him further), managed to slip a ring onto each ankle, and they again fit snugly to him and forced his limbs to the ground. Now, Jamin was bound spread eagle to the floor by iron rings which could hold a giant.
“Well,” said Therin, sitting on his chest again. “That was rather exciting. Watching your penis flop around helpless while you tried to fight me? I didn’t know it would be such a turn on.” Jamin felt a warm dampness grow on his chest, in the spot between her legs.
Jamin strained against the rings, putting his all into it. The rings actually lifted a few inches off the ground, but he couldn’t budge them any further. His arms shook with the effort, and the rings snapped back sharply to the floor. Therin just watched him calmly, a slight smile playing on her lips. Jamin looked away from her; her body was too arousing, he couldn’t focus while her filling his vision like this.
“What’s the longest you’ve ever had sex, Jamin?” said Therin.
“I can’t remember,” he said. “You know how it is with sex mages. Can fuck you for days on end and you lose all sense of time. It’s really kind of annoying.”
“Ah,” said Therin. “Well, I don’t think we’ll take it that far. But it has been a while since I’ve been with a man. I intend to take my time” She scooted back, leaving a moist trail on his chest. The curve of her ass lightly touched the tip, right on the hook, and Jamin shuddered as a brief ripple went through his loins.
“Please don’t,” said Jamin. Briefly, he tongued the zipper tab nestled in the gap in his back teeth. He was tempted to use it now, but that wouldn’t help anything, bound as he was.
“Begging will only making it worse, hun,” said Therin. She lifted her hips. “I hate it when I man gets all wussy on me. So the more you beg, the more I’m just going to work you. Got that?”
Jamin nodded, then tried to brace himself as Therin lowered herself to him. Without even using her hands to guide his member, she slid onto him perfectly, now thoroughly wet. Jamin let out a choked gasp. The moment her lips touched his organ, the hook blasted him with surges of pleasure. And as she took in his length, surrounding his super sensitive organ with warm, wet bliss, the sensations just become more and more intense. She took her time too, slowly letting him enter, and watching his face closely. Jamin kept as close to a poker face as he could, only half way succeeding.
Therin grinned just sitting on his cock, feeling it pulse inside her, waiting for Jamin, to try and get himself under control. Just when it looked like he was about to succeed, her hips moved.
Jamin shuddered. Every movement of her body was pure ecstasy shot straight into every nerve. And Therin didn’t just pump him, oh no. A battle mage could control the muscles of their body in ways no ordinary person could imagine. As her hips gyrated on his penis, he felt her vaginal walls seem to ripple, creating a continuous downward stroking effect even when she wasn’t moving directly up and down. Jamin grit his teeth and strained at his bonds once more, and Therin fucked him with a catgirl’s sinewy grace and vigor.
Therin was amazed. Jamin felt good, of course, he was the perfect size for her, the penis head pressing her g-spot when fully inside. The hot pulsing of his cock sent thrills through her all on its own. But she swore she could feel a tingling wherever the hook touched her inner walls, and as she moved on Jamin, the pleasure was more intense than usual, especially just starting out. A rhythmic pulse of pleasure emanated from the hook in time with the pulse of Jamin’s cock, on top of the natural stimulation. Therin let out a soft moan. She reached down, and put her hands on his chest, and her hips moved up and down, twisting as they went to maximize the sensations in her walls, which of course only made things even more intense for Jamin.
Jamin’s attempt to keep himself under control was futile, and as Therin lost himself to the pleasure, Jamin gave up trying to stay as physically stoic as possible. He found his hips bucking up in time to her gyrations, as though his cock had decided it was going to take over from here. The pleasure surged through him intensely. Within minutes, he knew he was at the point of no return, and Jamin grit his teeth and hissed with frustration as his cock refused to release. Like an overloaded circuit with a breaker that couldn’t break, his dick was alive with sensations that even his superhuman resilience found overwhelming.
Therin was amazed at how good it felt. Within mere minutes of taking him inside her, she felt the rush an orgasm blossoming between her legs. She rode it out, her hips loosing their rhythm for a moment, as intense waves of pleasure crashed through her. Letting out a cry, her hands clutched his chest tightly, her nails digging, and she practically snarled the word, “Oh fuck yeah…”
A good appetizer, but now, she could take her time. She slowed the movement of her hips. Bringing her hands up, she cupped her breasts and squeezed them, rolling the nipples between her thumb and forefingers. She looked at Jamin with a pleased smile as his eyes widened at the sight of this. She swiveled her hips to the synch with the pinching and rolling of her nipples and Jamin let out a shuddering gasp.
The next build up took much longer, even though the hook seemed to enhance Therin’s sensations at least a little bit as well. There was no real way to tell, but it felt to Jamin like at least an hour. Therin was writhing on top of him by that point, one hand again on his chest to steady her, the other working her breasts. Jamin by now was thrashing and moaning constantly. His cock feeling like it would burn to ash from the amount of sheer energy coursing through it. His cock clenched spastically, the organ constantly straining for a release that wouldn’t come, but slave to its own biological wiring, it would ceaselessly try, too stupid to realize it was hopeless. Jamin couldn’t pass out thanks to the hook, but he could feel his mind trying to, as desperate to escape the sensual torment as his cock was to release it. A few phrases of “oh please” escaped his lips, which he was barely aware of, but which he hoped Therin was too swept up in her own pleasure to notice.
Therin let out a scream, which Jamin matched as another orgasm ripped through her, causing her to convulse in ways that would make a contortionist wince. Jamin thrashed and bucked so hard, as her orgasm sent an explosion of immense pleasure through him. Powered by raw adrenalin, his limbs lifted the rings half a foot off the ground for a few, tenuous moments, before they yanked him back down.
It took a good few minutes for Therin’s orgasm, stronger than any she’d had in her life, to finally spend, and she collapsed onto Jamin. She slid off of him and rolled onto her side next to him, her body twitching with the aftershocks.
Jamin let out a gasp of relief. His cock and balls screaming with frustration, he nevertheless felt the cool relief of unconsciousness washing over him, and he welcomed it. Alas, it was not to be, as before he could go under, he felt a hand cup his balls, and tingling pleasure tickled his organ once more, wrenching him back to consciousness.
“Ah, ah,” said Therin. “I’m not done with you yet. I thought I heard a couple of ‘oh please’s’ somewhere in there. What did I tell you about begging.”
“Jesus, no, don’t,” said Jamin, trying to catch his breath.
“Wow, did you not just hear me?” said Therin. She brought herself up to a kneeling position, her hand still cupping and gently rolling his testicles.
“N-not begging,” gasped Jamin. “Just telling.”
Therin gave him a look, then laughed. “Man, I can’t believe you’re even cognizant of anything. I’d heard you gotten worked over pretty severely by sex mages in the past. I suppose its given you a pretty high tolerance, huh?”
Jamin’s hips bucked trying to escape her grasp, and he strained once more to escape the rings. But he was pretty thoroughly spent, and he couldn’t even budge them now. Therin leaned down and gave the tip of his penis a kiss, and licked slowly along the length of the hook. Jamin’s hips jerked and his cock spasmed fiercely. Therin laughed and moved down to take him in her mouth. Despite himself, Jamin found his body eagerly anticipating this touch. You would think his cock would have learned by now, but like a puppy that just never got the hint, his organ quivered and jumped as her lips neared him.
Sudden Therin stopped, and sat up. Her hand stopped moving on his testicles, but squeezed them gently. Therin was looking off the side, head slightly cocked. She must was receiving a telepathic message. She turned to Jamin. “Well, well. Looks like your organization caught wind of your absence.”
Jamin only looked at her curiously. Her hand resumed its caress and Jamin winced. He tried to focus on gathering his wits again; the minor stimulation made it difficult, but not impossible. Therin snapped her fingers, and the rings suddenly expanded, slipped off Jamin’s wrists and ankles and flew to Therin’s hand again. He was too weak to put up any effective struggle now. Therin leaned down and gave his penis tip a final peck with her lips, then she let go of him and stood.
“Looks like you might be getting a cell mate soon,” she said. And waited for Jamin’s eyes to close and for his breathing to ease as he fell unconscious. When he seemed out, Therin took a small cloth from her pants pocket, wiped the fluids from between her legs, and got dressed. Pausing, she went over and lay the cloth out of Jamin’s face. He didn’t rouse, but she saw his penis lurch as the scent of her pussy filled his nostrils. She was sure that would inspire a few erotic dreams to make up for the interruption of their session. She then left.
Jamin let out a breath and weakly yanked the pussy-juice soaked cloth from his face. He had managed to collect enough of his wits and cool down while she had her hand on his balls to keep himself from simply passing out when she left. His muscles ached, but he forced himself to roll over, stretch, and stand. Taking a breath, he stood, a little shaky and leaned against the wall for support. His penis continued to twitch insistently as if to tell him, “Well, what the fuck are you waiting for? We’ve got some unresolved business here!” Jamin reached slowly for his penis, and let the hook shock him a few times. It stung, but it cleared his senses, and with another deep breath, he felt his strength returning.
He really hoped that whoever had come for back-up would get him out of here. He already sick of this goddamned hook.
Jamin wasn’t sure how long he’d been out. When Rebecca’s mouth had left him, he had mercifully been allowed to pass out. Now he was back on the mattress and the cell was empty. He looked down, and sure enough, he was still hard as a rock, the Golden Hook still attached. His penis, despite remaining hard this whole time and undergoing such intense stimulation, hadn’t become sore. At least the hook maker had been considerate in that regard, so that the effects did no permanent damage.
Jamin tried to stand up and winced as he felt a bolt of pleasure shoot through his cock once again. Calmly, slowly, Jamin shifted to sitting position, then stood up. The pleasure thrummed through him the whole time, but as low as he moved slowly, it was light enough to be ignorable. Still, this was going to be a problem. The cell was pretty solid, but the hook was a bigger restraint. He couldn’t move very fast, or far, at all without the pleasure overtaking him. That was to say nothing of trying to fight. Iron willed as he was, the mystical mechanisms of the hook would have him on his knees pretty quickly.
With no magic or equipment, and every movement only making travel harder with every step, he was effectively pinned. Jamin reached for his penis again, tentatively. The jolt knocked his hand away. He took another breath, concentrated for a few moments, sat down on the floor, and, gritting his teeth against the jolting sensation, forced his hands to reach for his penis. It was like trying to physically grip a lightning elemental, and the shocking sensation quickly turned to pain. But Jamin was able to get one hand on his shaft to hold his cock steady, and another on the hook. Digging with his fingers, he tried to pry it off. It wouldn’t budge. He pulled harder, pulled until he felt like he would tear the foreskin right off, but the damn hook refused to part with his flesh. Finally, realizing it was useless, Jamin released himself and with a sigh of relief, yanked his hands away from now painful storm of shocks.
His dick and hands ached for a bit from his efforts, but the pain subsided eventually. Jamin shook his head. The hook probably couldn’t come off, unless the person who put it on in the first place removed it.
The door to the cell came open, and Jamin jumped to his jump, jerking as the movement send a powerful bolt of pleasure through him. The black haired battle mage stepped into the room and the door shut, relocking. The woman had several metal rings in her hands, but these she set down on the floor near the door.
“Ah, you’re awake,” she said. “How was your rest?”
“A little forced,” Jamin said.
The woman smiled with bemusement. “Yes, I suppose,” she said. “That’s very fascinating little device, isn’t it? There’s a few people I can think of who I’d like to slip one of those onto.”
“Well, it works splendidly,” said Jamin. “Satisfied?”
“Not quite,” said the woman. “Oh, the boss is satisfied the hook works well enough so far, but she’s not nearly done with you. She wants us to run more tests. She said we can do anything we want to test you.”
Jamin tensed. “What kinds of tests?”
The woman shifted into a fighting stance. “When we fought with swords, we were pretty even. I suspect you’re actually a fair degree stronger than me, but alas, we never got to go true hand to hand to see who was more skilled in that department. Still, now seems like as good a time as any.”
“I don’t suppose I could appeal to your warrior’s virtue to maybe not challenge me when you clearly have all the cards stacked in your favor?” said Jamin, dryly.
The woman smirked. “Tell you what. We’ll make this a challenge. If you can pin me for a ten count, we’ll declare you the winner. If you win, we’ll call it a day, and I’ll leave.”
“And if you win?” said Jamin.
“Oh, you’ll know when I win,” said the woman. “I won’t need a ten-count.”
“Guess I don’t have much choice, huh,” said Jamin, shifting slightly, but not taking an obvious battle stance.
“Nope,” said the woman. “By the way, my name is Therin.”
“Jamin,” he said. “Shall we begin?”
“Oh, wait,” she said. Quickly, she kicked off her shoes then stripped off her pants and top, followed by her bra and panties. She gathered them up, and tossed them into a corner of the cell. She resumed her fighting stance, which did nothing to lessen the sexiness of her exposed body. “There,” she said, a sly tone in her voice. “Now we’re more even.”
Jamin muttered a curse, and forced himself to glance away, looking at her from his peripheral vision. The more Jamin got a look at her, the more he realized that in the looks department, she was exactly his type. He was finding himself aroused, even without looking at her directly. She gave him to time to get his bearers. She lunged right at him, fist shooting for his head. Jamin had to jump back and bring his arm up in a sweeping block. The Golden Hook sent flashes of pleasure through him, and his penis wagged as he moved. Therin didn’t let up, continuing to strike at him. Jamin blocked and parried each hit, but each swift movement, like he had predicted, sent increasingly intense jolts of pleasure through his penis.
He made a few attempts to attack, but one wide kick had left him exposed, and Therin’s hand had shot straight for his cock. Jamin barely managed to deflect the grab with his knee and then shove her away. Therin sprang back at him. Jamin dodged a few more times, but he found himself quickly stumbling as the jolts of pleasure began to make his knees tremble. He had to end this fast.
As Therin lunged at him again, he let her fist just barely graze his cheek as he spun with the blow. Continuing the spin, gritting his teeth despite the continuous pleasure jolt it sent through him, he was able to slip his arm around hers, jerk her off balance, and swiftly had her in an arm lock, forcing her arms up and back. This, however, had the effect of pressing her back to his front, and she immediately thrust her ass back again him. Twisting at the last second, Jamin was able to cause her ass to press to his right hip. With a heave, Jamin threw Therin to the ground, and land on top of her, keeping her pinned. She writhed beneath him, and Jamin’s cock swayed dangerously close to touching her flesh. Feeling her body move under him was still enough to drive Jamin to distraction.
“Ten count,” he said firmly, mainly to focus himself. “One. Two. Three. Four. Fi-“ He let out a gasp, and he jumped so hard he nearly let go of her. He looked down as he felt something tickling his ballsack, and saw that Therin had bent back her leg, and her toes were tickling the underside of the scrotum. Pleasure rippled up his organ.
“Give up, stud?” said Therin as she felt Jamin tremble on top of her.
“F-f-five. S-six,” Jamin hissed defiantly. Therin brought her other leg back and used her other foot to give Jamin a swift push on his butt, forcing his hips to swivel and cause his penis to touch her ass check. Jamin let out a loud gasp. “Sev-s-seven,” he said.
“Hmm?” said Therin. “Didn’t quite make that one out.” She wiggled beneath him, and Jamin found the shaft of his penis nestling in the crack of her ass. Jamin stiffened and his next word became a mumble. The pleasure surged through his organ. Therin flexed her ass cheeks to squeeze the hot, hard member some more, and then felt Jamin’s hips thrust.
“Oh, fuck,” said Jamin. He couldn’t help himself. The pleasure from the hook was too much and the haze of arousal was too thick. His hips began to buck instinctively against her ass and he lost his hold on her. Therin freed her arms, but didn’t yet shove Jamin off. She rather enjoyed felling him hump her ass.
With a Herculean effort, Jamin shoved himself up and off of her, rolling onto his back. But before he could even orient himself, Therin was straddling him, sitting on his chest. Her gorgeous nude body practically loomed over him, her breasts filling his vision as she bent forward a bit.
Therin snapped her fingers, and the metal rings she had left on the floor flew straight to her hands. Quickly, Therin grabbed Jamin’s arms and slipped two of the rings on. Jamin tried to snap his arms away, but he was still too shaken, and Therin caught them easily. As soon as the rings, were over his hands, they shrank and snugly gripped his wrists, then immediately pulled his arms to the floor.
Binding rings. Like the Golden Hook, as magical devices, they weren’t canceled by the anti-magic seal still holding strong to Jamin’s back. Therin got up, took the last two rings and, despite Jamin’s kicking (which only zapped him further), managed to slip a ring onto each ankle, and they again fit snugly to him and forced his limbs to the ground. Now, Jamin was bound spread eagle to the floor by iron rings which could hold a giant.
“Well,” said Therin, sitting on his chest again. “That was rather exciting. Watching your penis flop around helpless while you tried to fight me? I didn’t know it would be such a turn on.” Jamin felt a warm dampness grow on his chest, in the spot between her legs.
Jamin strained against the rings, putting his all into it. The rings actually lifted a few inches off the ground, but he couldn’t budge them any further. His arms shook with the effort, and the rings snapped back sharply to the floor. Therin just watched him calmly, a slight smile playing on her lips. Jamin looked away from her; her body was too arousing, he couldn’t focus while her filling his vision like this.
“What’s the longest you’ve ever had sex, Jamin?” said Therin.
“I can’t remember,” he said. “You know how it is with sex mages. Can fuck you for days on end and you lose all sense of time. It’s really kind of annoying.”
“Ah,” said Therin. “Well, I don’t think we’ll take it that far. But it has been a while since I’ve been with a man. I intend to take my time” She scooted back, leaving a moist trail on his chest. The curve of her ass lightly touched the tip, right on the hook, and Jamin shuddered as a brief ripple went through his loins.
“Please don’t,” said Jamin. Briefly, he tongued the zipper tab nestled in the gap in his back teeth. He was tempted to use it now, but that wouldn’t help anything, bound as he was.
“Begging will only making it worse, hun,” said Therin. She lifted her hips. “I hate it when I man gets all wussy on me. So the more you beg, the more I’m just going to work you. Got that?”
Jamin nodded, then tried to brace himself as Therin lowered herself to him. Without even using her hands to guide his member, she slid onto him perfectly, now thoroughly wet. Jamin let out a choked gasp. The moment her lips touched his organ, the hook blasted him with surges of pleasure. And as she took in his length, surrounding his super sensitive organ with warm, wet bliss, the sensations just become more and more intense. She took her time too, slowly letting him enter, and watching his face closely. Jamin kept as close to a poker face as he could, only half way succeeding.
Therin grinned just sitting on his cock, feeling it pulse inside her, waiting for Jamin, to try and get himself under control. Just when it looked like he was about to succeed, her hips moved.
Jamin shuddered. Every movement of her body was pure ecstasy shot straight into every nerve. And Therin didn’t just pump him, oh no. A battle mage could control the muscles of their body in ways no ordinary person could imagine. As her hips gyrated on his penis, he felt her vaginal walls seem to ripple, creating a continuous downward stroking effect even when she wasn’t moving directly up and down. Jamin grit his teeth and strained at his bonds once more, and Therin fucked him with a catgirl’s sinewy grace and vigor.
Therin was amazed. Jamin felt good, of course, he was the perfect size for her, the penis head pressing her g-spot when fully inside. The hot pulsing of his cock sent thrills through her all on its own. But she swore she could feel a tingling wherever the hook touched her inner walls, and as she moved on Jamin, the pleasure was more intense than usual, especially just starting out. A rhythmic pulse of pleasure emanated from the hook in time with the pulse of Jamin’s cock, on top of the natural stimulation. Therin let out a soft moan. She reached down, and put her hands on his chest, and her hips moved up and down, twisting as they went to maximize the sensations in her walls, which of course only made things even more intense for Jamin.
Jamin’s attempt to keep himself under control was futile, and as Therin lost himself to the pleasure, Jamin gave up trying to stay as physically stoic as possible. He found his hips bucking up in time to her gyrations, as though his cock had decided it was going to take over from here. The pleasure surged through him intensely. Within minutes, he knew he was at the point of no return, and Jamin grit his teeth and hissed with frustration as his cock refused to release. Like an overloaded circuit with a breaker that couldn’t break, his dick was alive with sensations that even his superhuman resilience found overwhelming.
Therin was amazed at how good it felt. Within mere minutes of taking him inside her, she felt the rush an orgasm blossoming between her legs. She rode it out, her hips loosing their rhythm for a moment, as intense waves of pleasure crashed through her. Letting out a cry, her hands clutched his chest tightly, her nails digging, and she practically snarled the word, “Oh fuck yeah…”
A good appetizer, but now, she could take her time. She slowed the movement of her hips. Bringing her hands up, she cupped her breasts and squeezed them, rolling the nipples between her thumb and forefingers. She looked at Jamin with a pleased smile as his eyes widened at the sight of this. She swiveled her hips to the synch with the pinching and rolling of her nipples and Jamin let out a shuddering gasp.
The next build up took much longer, even though the hook seemed to enhance Therin’s sensations at least a little bit as well. There was no real way to tell, but it felt to Jamin like at least an hour. Therin was writhing on top of him by that point, one hand again on his chest to steady her, the other working her breasts. Jamin by now was thrashing and moaning constantly. His cock feeling like it would burn to ash from the amount of sheer energy coursing through it. His cock clenched spastically, the organ constantly straining for a release that wouldn’t come, but slave to its own biological wiring, it would ceaselessly try, too stupid to realize it was hopeless. Jamin couldn’t pass out thanks to the hook, but he could feel his mind trying to, as desperate to escape the sensual torment as his cock was to release it. A few phrases of “oh please” escaped his lips, which he was barely aware of, but which he hoped Therin was too swept up in her own pleasure to notice.
Therin let out a scream, which Jamin matched as another orgasm ripped through her, causing her to convulse in ways that would make a contortionist wince. Jamin thrashed and bucked so hard, as her orgasm sent an explosion of immense pleasure through him. Powered by raw adrenalin, his limbs lifted the rings half a foot off the ground for a few, tenuous moments, before they yanked him back down.
It took a good few minutes for Therin’s orgasm, stronger than any she’d had in her life, to finally spend, and she collapsed onto Jamin. She slid off of him and rolled onto her side next to him, her body twitching with the aftershocks.
Jamin let out a gasp of relief. His cock and balls screaming with frustration, he nevertheless felt the cool relief of unconsciousness washing over him, and he welcomed it. Alas, it was not to be, as before he could go under, he felt a hand cup his balls, and tingling pleasure tickled his organ once more, wrenching him back to consciousness.
“Ah, ah,” said Therin. “I’m not done with you yet. I thought I heard a couple of ‘oh please’s’ somewhere in there. What did I tell you about begging.”
“Jesus, no, don’t,” said Jamin, trying to catch his breath.
“Wow, did you not just hear me?” said Therin. She brought herself up to a kneeling position, her hand still cupping and gently rolling his testicles.
“N-not begging,” gasped Jamin. “Just telling.”
Therin gave him a look, then laughed. “Man, I can’t believe you’re even cognizant of anything. I’d heard you gotten worked over pretty severely by sex mages in the past. I suppose its given you a pretty high tolerance, huh?”
Jamin’s hips bucked trying to escape her grasp, and he strained once more to escape the rings. But he was pretty thoroughly spent, and he couldn’t even budge them now. Therin leaned down and gave the tip of his penis a kiss, and licked slowly along the length of the hook. Jamin’s hips jerked and his cock spasmed fiercely. Therin laughed and moved down to take him in her mouth. Despite himself, Jamin found his body eagerly anticipating this touch. You would think his cock would have learned by now, but like a puppy that just never got the hint, his organ quivered and jumped as her lips neared him.
Sudden Therin stopped, and sat up. Her hand stopped moving on his testicles, but squeezed them gently. Therin was looking off the side, head slightly cocked. She must was receiving a telepathic message. She turned to Jamin. “Well, well. Looks like your organization caught wind of your absence.”
Jamin only looked at her curiously. Her hand resumed its caress and Jamin winced. He tried to focus on gathering his wits again; the minor stimulation made it difficult, but not impossible. Therin snapped her fingers, and the rings suddenly expanded, slipped off Jamin’s wrists and ankles and flew to Therin’s hand again. He was too weak to put up any effective struggle now. Therin leaned down and gave his penis tip a final peck with her lips, then she let go of him and stood.
“Looks like you might be getting a cell mate soon,” she said. And waited for Jamin’s eyes to close and for his breathing to ease as he fell unconscious. When he seemed out, Therin took a small cloth from her pants pocket, wiped the fluids from between her legs, and got dressed. Pausing, she went over and lay the cloth out of Jamin’s face. He didn’t rouse, but she saw his penis lurch as the scent of her pussy filled his nostrils. She was sure that would inspire a few erotic dreams to make up for the interruption of their session. She then left.
Jamin let out a breath and weakly yanked the pussy-juice soaked cloth from his face. He had managed to collect enough of his wits and cool down while she had her hand on his balls to keep himself from simply passing out when she left. His muscles ached, but he forced himself to roll over, stretch, and stand. Taking a breath, he stood, a little shaky and leaned against the wall for support. His penis continued to twitch insistently as if to tell him, “Well, what the fuck are you waiting for? We’ve got some unresolved business here!” Jamin reached slowly for his penis, and let the hook shock him a few times. It stung, but it cleared his senses, and with another deep breath, he felt his strength returning.
He really hoped that whoever had come for back-up would get him out of here. He already sick of this goddamned hook.
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Re: The Erotic Misadventures of Jamin Frey:The Golden Hook 1
Great stuff again!!!
You should also post these elsewhere, such as literotica, too.
I really like that you've been able to go from good-natured teasing wife, to detective novel, to kidnap nightmare, all with a supernatural T&D twist.
I'd love to read more of your stuff. Please keep it coming.
You should also post these elsewhere, such as literotica, too.
I really like that you've been able to go from good-natured teasing wife, to detective novel, to kidnap nightmare, all with a supernatural T&D twist.
I'd love to read more of your stuff. Please keep it coming.
Re: The Erotic Misadventures of Jamin Frey:The Golden Hook 1
Thanks again! I am starting to submit my better written stuff to EMCSA and Literotica, actually. And I do have more stuff coming.camel wrote:Great stuff again!!!
You should also post these elsewhere, such as literotica, too.
I really like that you've been able to go from good-natured teasing wife, to detective novel, to kidnap nightmare, all with a supernatural T&D twist.
I'd love to read more of your stuff. Please keep it coming.
Re: The Erotic Misadventures of Jamin Frey:The Golden Hook 1
Well I am definitely ready for more, great stuff!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Re: The Erotic Misadventures of Jamin Frey:The Golden Hook 1
Oh yes! That was fantastic! What a great story concept...very well written too!
Re: The Erotic Misadventures of Jamin Frey:The Golden Hook 1
Wow, excellent story, The supernatural theme is really awesome.