That brief eternity where you can see that train coming, where you know you’ll cum without permission, and you’re helpless to stop it.
You want to cum four times this month? Well, let’s get them all out of the way right now, then.
“I saw that look of secret disappointment when I assured you I’d let you cum once or even twice a week on average, toy. That’s when I decided they’ll almost always be just like this. All ruined, one after another, each orgasm a clue to how long I’m going to make you wait until I do it all. over. again.
“But it’s only a clue, because I might just do this all over again next weekend!”
I decided to end the session by making my slaveboy painfully cum in chastity cage.
It was very funny. Poor slaveboy.
5 minutes… That was the bet you made with her. All you have to do is last 5 minutes in her mouth, and she would let you fuck her however you liked. If you spilled before then, she would lock you up for a month
Only 30 seconds have passed of her lips sucking your cock up and down …and you’re already at the edge…
Both slaves, Shaun and Richmond, were very wide awake and agonizingly conscious of the automated feathers mercilessly brushing up and down their denied shafts. They had been alone enduring their torture for a few hours when the door to their torture chamber opened. He heard the click of heels as the image of Marjorie, Richmond’s busty mistress, appeared in his vision. “I just couldn’t sleep thinking about you boys all alone down here…so I thought I’d come back down here and keep you boys company! “Unfortunately we have a bit of a problem here.” Richmond groaned, not liking where this was going. “Yes you should feel bad, Richmond!” she snapped. “It looks like Shaun here is beating you in this precum race and I am not happy! Even if by some miracle you win this I am very displeased with your performance so I am certain a lot more…training…will be in order!” Shaun could see the other boy’s trembling visibly increase. “It’s unfortunate for you too Shaun dear. You see I put a lot of money down on you losing this little contest and I would really hate to blow my monthly allowance that way. So what I’m going to need is a bit of an edge…to give Richmond there a little boost as it were. It’s unfair, I know, but since you’re the one all tied down, you’re not really in a position to argue.” From her purse she took what appeared to be an electric toothbrush. “New game, baby.” she announced. “I’ve probably got about 20 minutes before the other girls start stirring so I figure there’s a ten minute window here to push you out of control. I’m going to pay extra special attention to this poor little cock of yours so I suggest you concentrate and try really, really hard to hang on.” She lowered her voice to a whisper. “By the way, I know Grace has a lot of money riding on you as well. Why she was bragging last night at how well you’re doing. I imagine she’ll be furious if you embarrass her by losing. I don’t know about you but I sure wouldn’t want to get her mad…especially if I was all tied u and as helpless and vulnerable as you!” She laughed. Shaun screamed a muffled protest into the gag. Oh God no! she couldn’t be serious! Shaun heard the whine as the brush came to life and he bit down hard on the gag piece filling his mouth, realizing what the wicked beauty was planning to do. Soon enough she began applying the brush in light circles around his cock head, focusing on the ultra sensitive underside. Shaun screamed into his gag, every muscle tightened and his eyes firmly clenched. Tears leaked out from the corners of his eyes and ran down his crimson face. The brush worked its way down his shaft and over his wrapped testicles. Marjorie smiled wickedly, humming a tune and reveling in the sight of his hellish struggle. “That’s right; just hang on…practice a little self control!” The brush returned to his overstimulated corona. “MMRRRRRR!!!” Stooooopohpleeeaseohpleeeaseohpleeease!!!! I can’t stand it!!!! PLEEEEEEASE!!!But the brush whirred on. All the while Shaun howled and writhed, tears coursing down his reddened face while he gibbered and pleaded beneath the tight gag. Shaun realized she was ready to end her little game when she sat down cross legged on the floor and held his straining member firmly in her cool hand while steadily applying the whirling brush in tiny circles around the underside of his cock head. He screamed into the gag and tried desperately to stop it, hopelessly pleading for her to stop. “MMF!!MFF!!NNN!!NN!!!” Marjorie grinned and ever so slightly tightened her grip. “No more practice baby,” she breathed ominously. “This is the real thing so you had best concentrate very hard!” Nooooo!! Please Marjorie, pleeeease!!! Stop! I don’t think I can hold on much longer!!!”Marjorie smiled at the thrumming struggle of her oh-so-sweetly suffering captive, drinking in his abject terror and helplessness. She eased the pressure on the brush, now lightly orbiting in agonizing circles around his cock head. She could feel his hardened length twitch in her hands. “Uh oh. Are we getting dangerously close? Hold on Shaun baby! Hold on as if your life depended on it…’cause it probably does! Just give me two more minutes of control and then I’ll stop, ok?” “MMRFFNNF!!!” The boy wailed. She might as well have said five hours as it was doubtful he’d last another thirty seconds. She glanced up and watched his tightly restrained body literally trembling as his orgasm- and subsequent doom- came towards him with the inevitability of a freight train. He felt it building and squealed in desperate terror. No! No! Oh God, Marjorie, please don’t!!! Please stop! I can’t hold on any longer! Grace will kill me…or worse!!! Pleeeease!!” Marjorie smiled a wicked smile as her unhappy victim’s squeals went up an octave and his feet thrummed frantically against the bonds. “Oh don’t come, Shaun, baby! You’ve just got to hang on!! Do you need me to stop?” He screamed one loud desperate wail…then his whole body went rigid. The boy came in an enormous and burning stream. Marjorie stepped back and watched him heave and jerk and grunt. Totally losing control, ropes after ropes of hot denied cum came shooting out of his poor cock. “Uh oh!” Marjorie purred ominously, carefully putting away her brush. “It looks like someone has lost my game…big time! I believe I distinctly warned you not to come, didn’t I?” She raised an eyebrow and waited for him to look at her with his tear filled, puppy-dog eyes. “Someone is in big trouble! As I see it my dear, my boy Richmond now has a pretty substantial lead on you now. More to the point, I might well make a lot of money and your Grace will be the one who’s broke! I guess you just have to lie here and prepare for Grace’s punishment.” Marjorie whispered in his ear, “Don’t tell anyone what I did, OK? Or you will regret it!” Her laugh echoed through the room as she left, locking the door behind her.
Wonderful anonymous story submission. Thank you!
It’s okay… be as loud as you want! Enjoy it! you earned it, baby.
After a month with daily edging sessions it was time for his final stamina validation. His mistress instructed him to put his cock through a glory hole and let an unknown girl play with it.
Needless to say he was not allowed to cum. If he passes the test, his mistress promised him the best sex he has ever had!
However, he didn’t know that his mistress somehow managed to smuggle him into a porn shot of a known studio. During the scene, a rising young porn star has one hour to milk as many cocks as she can.
As soon as he put his already rock hard cock through the hole she wrapped her soft fingers around his member, slowly stroking and squeezing it. Shortly afterwards her silky smooth lips kissed the first drop of precum of his swollen cock head. Then she took his whole glans in her warm mouth and then again even deeper. She was sucking his cock faster and faster while twisting her hand around his shaft. She knew exactly when he was on the edge and when she had to stop. The pressure in his balls increased steadily. She didn’t care how many cocks she can milk, what she really wanted is a huge cumshot. And by the way she relentlessly tantalized his cock, the success was guaranteed.
He tried his very best to suppress the urge to cum as long as possible but the resistance was futile. As he exploded into her mouth he nearly collapsed knowing that the next month is going to be even more frustrating than the last one.
After swallowing his huge load, she turned around and started sucking the next waiting cock unaware that she just ruined a man’s dream of feeling a pussy again.
In a post orgasm torture forum, a woman posted about how she liked to make bets with guys: she’ll tie them up, and if they can hold out for 10 minutes while she strokes them then she’ll fuck them, otherwise she’ll never play with them again.
What she doesn’t tell them is that she is very good, she’s never lost, she loves to keep stroking long after they’ve cum, and she also loves the nervous hard-on they get in public, months afterwards, every time she smirks at them whenever they run into each other.
It bothers me because I believe her and this is nonconsensual, but I also find it really hot in an evil, moth-to-flame way.
Male volunteer needed for sex studies. $50 for one afternoon of your time. Call Jessica at ###-####.
As soon as you read the online ad you call my number immediately. Sex studies? Getting paid $50? This sounded too good to be true. You called me and we set up a time for you to show up at my apartment. I explain to you that I’m doing a study on male orgasms and you can feel your cock getting hard in your pants before I’m even finished speaking. You show up at my place and as I answer the door you look me up and down, checking me out.
“Hi, I’m Jessica. Thank you for volunteering to help me with my studies,” I say as I invite you inside. Your cock is straining against your pants as you start imaging having sex with me and getting paid $50 for the pleasure.
“Hi Jessica. I am looking forward to helping you out in any way you want me to,” you reply as you stare at my ass as I walk. I hand you a glass of water and a little pill. I tell you to swallow it as I need your cock to remain fully hard and erect for the next few hours. You swallow down the pill without question as you start imaging fucking me non stop for hours. I ask you to strip and to follow me into the back room which you do without a seconds hesitation. As we enter the room you see something on a table covered in a white sheet.
“Shouldn’t you be getting naked too Jessica so we can get this sex study started?” you ask me as you stand naked.
“Me naked? Oh no honey there is no need for that. Now would you please stand on this spot against the wall and put your hands behind your back,” I say as I see a somewhat confused look on your face. You do as you are told and you feel me strap restraints around your wrists and then fasten the restraints to the wall.
“I need you to be unable to move for this particular study,” I say before I pull the table closer to you. I pull away the sheet to reveal a flesh light toy attached to some kind of machine. I adjust the height so the toy is at the same height as your cock which is now throbbing hard. I hear you moan a little as I take your cock in my hand as I adjust the machine so the head of your cock is just inside the flesh light. You watch me pull up a chair and I sit down and pick up a remote control. As I turn a dial the flesh light starts to move and slides down your cock. I smile as I hear a moan escape your lips.
“Are you going to make me cum with this thing?” you ask as I let the toy slide on and off your very hard cock. It completely swallows up your cock every time it slides towards you.
“You could say that. Or to be more accurate I’m going to make you cum more times than you realize you are physically capable of cumming,” I say as you realize this sex study is certainly not what you were expecting. “This is a milking machine. When you orgasm your cum is sucked through a tube and pumped into the measuring beaker under the machine,” I say as I slowly increase the speed that the flesh light fucks your cock.
“Oh my god. That feels fucking amazing!“ you groan as I sit and watch the flesh light enveloping your thick cock over and over. My fingers turning the dial on the remote control until the speed is to my liking. I know that your first orgasm won’t take long as I stare at the transparent sex toy watching your cock slide deep inside on every thrust of the machine. Waiting to hear your moans and to see your cum explode from your cock into the toy.
“Are we getting close?” I ask as I look up at you.
“Oh fuck yes! Yes! I’m gonna cum, oh god I’m gonna CUM!” you shout out as I watch your body convulse as you spray jets of your seed into the sex toy, the machine pumping the cum through a tube, then into the measuring beaker. I look down to check the beaker.
“Hmm not bad at all. That was quite a load,” I say as I smile at you. You are still squirming as I turn down the speed on the machine until the sex toy is slowly fucking just the now sensitive head of your cock. Your moans are exactly what I was expecting to hear.
“So is that the experiment done?” you ask me.
“Oh certainly not honey. We have only just begun,” I reply as I slowly start to speed up the machine. You start groaning as you feel your cock being fully enveloped by the sex toy once more. This time I put down the remote and open up my laptop and I start typing. Leaving you restrained and being fucked by my machine. Your cock never had chance to go soft as the sex toy slides back and forth over your cock, your cum helping to lube up the toy even more as your cock is fucked. You look at me as I’m typing, then you close your eyes and your head hangs back slightly. You can feel your cock becoming rock hard once more.
I stop typing as I hear a few soft moans escape your lips and I return to the seat next to you and pick up the remote control.
“We are going to speed things up a little this time,” I say as you watch me turn the dial on the remote. The machine speeds up and suddenly your cock is sliding in and out of the toy much faster. I hear you start to groan louder.
“Look at how hard your cock is and how sexy it looks sliding so deep into my little toy,” I say as I smile up at you. You are staring into my eyes as your breathing gets deeper.
“Are you going to make me cum again Jessica?” you say as you look down at me. You see a naughty little smile cross my face as I hear your question.
“Does that make a difference to you? Wether I tell you if I’m going to make you cum again or not?” I say as you stare longingly at me. The machine thrusting the sex toy on and off your achingly hard cock.
“Yes. Oh god yes it makes a difference. I just want to hear your voice say the words,” you say as you groan. I turn up the dial just a fraction more.
“Look at me. I’m going to make you cum again,” you hear me say and seconds later your whole body tenses and you explode into the sex toy. Jets of cum flooding the slick insides of the toy as it milks your cock over and over. It feels as if every drop of cum from your balls is being sucked down into the tube and into the beaker. I slow down the speed as your orgasm subsides, leaving the machine to slowly slide back forth over your cock head once more. I put down the remote control again and go back to typing on my laptop. You are groaning softly as the sex toy is stimulating your cock head just enough to prevent you from losing your erection.
“I don’t think I’ve got any more cum left. You should probably just turn it off now,” you say.
“We are not done yet and yes you still have cum left,” I respond without looking up from my laptop.
“This last session is going to be a little different though as this is where I have a little fun,” I say as I return to the chair next to you. I turn up the speed again as your cock starts getting enveloped and fucked again by my little machine. Your cock is so sensitive from two huge orgasms that your moans start up immediately. I keep the speed turned up at a frantic pace as your cock is fucked hard and fast. I never slow the speed and after a short while I can see your body responding to your next orgasm building fast. I wait and wait, keeping up the speed as you start to tense up, your cock about to explode once more. The sex toy taking you to the very edge until I suddenly withdraw the toy from your cock. You moan out loud in frustration as all stimulation is removed and your orgasm is denied you at the very last second.
“Oh fuck, please. Don’t stop it. Turn it back on…. please Jessica,” you whimper as I wait just long enough for your cum to drain back into your balls. I use the remote to slide it back over the length of your cock. Your groans start getting louder as I turn up the speed to fuck your cock again. I once again allow you to get to the very edge of cumming before I withdraw the toy from your cock. Your balls are now throbbing with a need to ejeculate but I keep fucking your cock and then withdrawing stimulation again and again. You are now so desperate with the need to cum that start to beg for release.
“Please! Please let me cum Jessica. I can’t take any more. I can’t! Make me cum, please. PLEASE JESSICA DRAIN MY BALLS,” you beg and your words are music to my ears. I let you beg for another few minutes before I finally turn up the speed so your cock is being fucked relentlessly, and this time I don’t withdraw and your whole body convulses in the most intense cum of your life. The sex toy milking your cock and balls, sucking every drop of cum as your body trembles. As your orgasm subsides again I withdraw the sex toy from your shaft and you feel me unfasten the restraints. You stumble forwards on weak legs as I hand you your clothes. I go back to typing as you struggle to dress with your legs still trembling. After you finally dress I stand up and hand you the $50 I promised to pay you. I thank you for your help and show you to the door and I watch you slowly stumble down the hallway with one hand supporting you against the wall. I smile to myself before closing the door on you. I return to my machine and pick up the measuring beaker to check the amount I managed to milk from your balls.
“Hmm that’s quite the amount,” I say to myself as I check the beaker that is almost half full of your cum. I then put the beaker to my lips and tilt my head back as I let your gooey cum fill my mouth and slide easily down my throat ?
I’ve been asked to do a sequel to this story. Any volunteers who would like to be my victim this time around? Give me your name and a good reason why I should include you in the story ?