That Bitch...
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Original - Misc › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,056
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Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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That Bitch...
THAT BITCH...
This was pure torture.
I groaned loudly as my head fell back to rest on the back piece of my chair. My eyes closed in ecstasy as I gasped for air. My hands and legs were tied to an elegantly carved wooden chair, in the kitchen of all places. This chair was now my prison of both pleasure and pain. I was at the mercy of my beautiful captor. I didn't know if I wanted to escape or stay here forever. Opening my eyes once more, I looked down at the head bobbing slowly bobbing up and down over my crotch. The light streaming in through the window revealed her curves through her robes. The hair was slightly obscured by the red warlock hood, but a few locks of hair spilled from the hood, tickling my thighs. I knew who it was. She loved playing her games to mess with my head and no matter how hard I tried, I always fell for her tricks. I loved her and hated her for making me love her more because of it. She was going to be the death of me.
It all started when she had asked for a kiss. I was eager to give it to her, loving the taste of her lips. Her baby blue eyes openly showed her deceiving nature, but I just couldn't help myself. When her lips brushed against mine, the world had faded away and any feeling of suspicions I had were forgotten. However, the kiss was just a distraction. My hands were tied to the chair I was in before I even knew she had pulled away from my lips. I could have escaped easily with a bit of fire magic, but I was curious about what she had planned. She told me she was she was angry about something. I didn't exactly hear what she said because before I knew it, she had cupped me through my pants. All the air rushed out of my lungs . What was she going to do!? I didn't know whether to be afraid or excited. I decided the best option would be to keep quiet. She spoke a bit more as she grabbed more rope to tie my legs to the legs of the chair. This was her revenge for something I had done and she was going to drag it out until I begged for mercy. I couldn't keep the scoff from escaping my lips, knowing it would piss her off. Though this time, she didn't get angry, only smirked and reached for the button of my pants. Her eyes stayed on my face as she opened the front of my pants and pulled out my moderately sized cock. I swallowed nervously, though my cock, as always, seemed to have a mind of it's own as it grew hard in her hand. She had never done this before. EVER. Especially this! I gasped as she began to stroke me with her hands.
“What are you doing?” My voice was just a whisper now as my throat had dried significantly since she had begun stroking me.
She didn't answer, but her smirk became wider and her strokes faster. Little me was at full attention now, looking almost close to bursting already. I couldn't speak or move now. All the blood in my brain had moved down to my cock, I think. Not sure of anything anymore. Just that I didn't want her to stop.
My wish wasn't answered and I whimpered when her warm hands left me. I was just about to say something that would probably make her punch me when DEAR SWEET SOLUS.
A loud moan left me causing my eyes to fall shut, as something hot and wet surrounded the head of my cock. My head tilted back, resting on the back piece of the of chair. It was her mouth. I wasn't going to last long. She sucked hard on my head before slowly encasing the rest of it into her mouth, until the head of my cock reached the back of her throat. I was going to explode in 2 seconds, I could feel it. Just before I could cum....she pulled away.
“Ah! Y-You bitch!” I hissed in both pain and pleasure since my orgasm was denied. My cock twitched helplessly and sadly at the loss of contact. That terrible woman did nothing, but stare at me and smirk. If only I could concentrate long enough to send a fireball at her smirking face. Just when my body was beginning to calm down, she was on me again. Her mouth was around my cock once more, licking and sucking it, running her hands up my thighs. I was so close to sweet release when she pulled her mouth away again. I cried out in outrage, though I could barely speak. “F-F-FUCK!”
She did it to me a third time. I could only yell out in frustration. My hips bucking helplessly in the chair as I pulled on my restraints. I was going to make her pay for this.
She had done it to me ten time now, repeating the process over and over again. My more cock was changing colors from the abuse. I had never seen actual blue balls before. Now, I am suffering from it, while on the edge of release. The worst kind of torture.
I was at my breaking point. Almost to the point of tears. I finally gave in.
“L-Love please. I'm sorry. Just.... Please. I can't.”
Her smiled of victory and look of satisfaction was all I needed to see. That bitch was finally going to relieve me of my pain.
Instead of dipping her head down to take me in her mouth again she stood up to her feet. She was going to leave me! That bi-.
I stopped my rampant thoughts as she went to remove her pants. She slid them down her legs, the whole time, her eyes never left mine. My captor, climbed onto my, hovering her womanhood over my abused cock. Her lips moved closer to my left ear, whispering. “I will make my next punishment, so much worse.” She cut off my response by sheathing my cock inside of her. Not at all surprise to feel that she was already dripping wet. She loved to torture me. Close to cumming already, it only took a few movements of her hips for me my orgasm to hit me like punch to the crotch. My hips bucked into her as my cock emptied itself inside her. The sounds of my pleasure filled the house as it seemed as if my orgasm would last forever. When my orgasm finally ended, she climbed off of me, slipped on her pants, and left the room without a word. I tugged at my restraints, but they didn't give. I was stuck...
At least until I could gather enough mana to burn these ropes. I was facing an open window and the sun was just about to rise. People would be able to see me like this! After a while, I tried to cast a spell to ignite my hands, but... I couldn't. Something on the floor caught my eye. It was a rune. A magic cancellation rune...
That bitch...
This was pure torture.
I groaned loudly as my head fell back to rest on the back piece of my chair. My eyes closed in ecstasy as I gasped for air. My hands and legs were tied to an elegantly carved wooden chair, in the kitchen of all places. This chair was now my prison of both pleasure and pain. I was at the mercy of my beautiful captor. I didn't know if I wanted to escape or stay here forever. Opening my eyes once more, I looked down at the head bobbing slowly bobbing up and down over my crotch. The light streaming in through the window revealed her curves through her robes. The hair was slightly obscured by the red warlock hood, but a few locks of hair spilled from the hood, tickling my thighs. I knew who it was. She loved playing her games to mess with my head and no matter how hard I tried, I always fell for her tricks. I loved her and hated her for making me love her more because of it. She was going to be the death of me.
It all started when she had asked for a kiss. I was eager to give it to her, loving the taste of her lips. Her baby blue eyes openly showed her deceiving nature, but I just couldn't help myself. When her lips brushed against mine, the world had faded away and any feeling of suspicions I had were forgotten. However, the kiss was just a distraction. My hands were tied to the chair I was in before I even knew she had pulled away from my lips. I could have escaped easily with a bit of fire magic, but I was curious about what she had planned. She told me she was she was angry about something. I didn't exactly hear what she said because before I knew it, she had cupped me through my pants. All the air rushed out of my lungs . What was she going to do!? I didn't know whether to be afraid or excited. I decided the best option would be to keep quiet. She spoke a bit more as she grabbed more rope to tie my legs to the legs of the chair. This was her revenge for something I had done and she was going to drag it out until I begged for mercy. I couldn't keep the scoff from escaping my lips, knowing it would piss her off. Though this time, she didn't get angry, only smirked and reached for the button of my pants. Her eyes stayed on my face as she opened the front of my pants and pulled out my moderately sized cock. I swallowed nervously, though my cock, as always, seemed to have a mind of it's own as it grew hard in her hand. She had never done this before. EVER. Especially this! I gasped as she began to stroke me with her hands.
“What are you doing?” My voice was just a whisper now as my throat had dried significantly since she had begun stroking me.
She didn't answer, but her smirk became wider and her strokes faster. Little me was at full attention now, looking almost close to bursting already. I couldn't speak or move now. All the blood in my brain had moved down to my cock, I think. Not sure of anything anymore. Just that I didn't want her to stop.
My wish wasn't answered and I whimpered when her warm hands left me. I was just about to say something that would probably make her punch me when DEAR SWEET SOLUS.
A loud moan left me causing my eyes to fall shut, as something hot and wet surrounded the head of my cock. My head tilted back, resting on the back piece of the of chair. It was her mouth. I wasn't going to last long. She sucked hard on my head before slowly encasing the rest of it into her mouth, until the head of my cock reached the back of her throat. I was going to explode in 2 seconds, I could feel it. Just before I could cum....she pulled away.
“Ah! Y-You bitch!” I hissed in both pain and pleasure since my orgasm was denied. My cock twitched helplessly and sadly at the loss of contact. That terrible woman did nothing, but stare at me and smirk. If only I could concentrate long enough to send a fireball at her smirking face. Just when my body was beginning to calm down, she was on me again. Her mouth was around my cock once more, licking and sucking it, running her hands up my thighs. I was so close to sweet release when she pulled her mouth away again. I cried out in outrage, though I could barely speak. “F-F-FUCK!”
She did it to me a third time. I could only yell out in frustration. My hips bucking helplessly in the chair as I pulled on my restraints. I was going to make her pay for this.
She had done it to me ten time now, repeating the process over and over again. My more cock was changing colors from the abuse. I had never seen actual blue balls before. Now, I am suffering from it, while on the edge of release. The worst kind of torture.
I was at my breaking point. Almost to the point of tears. I finally gave in.
“L-Love please. I'm sorry. Just.... Please. I can't.”
Her smiled of victory and look of satisfaction was all I needed to see. That bitch was finally going to relieve me of my pain.
Instead of dipping her head down to take me in her mouth again she stood up to her feet. She was going to leave me! That bi-.
I stopped my rampant thoughts as she went to remove her pants. She slid them down her legs, the whole time, her eyes never left mine. My captor, climbed onto my, hovering her womanhood over my abused cock. Her lips moved closer to my left ear, whispering. “I will make my next punishment, so much worse.” She cut off my response by sheathing my cock inside of her. Not at all surprise to feel that she was already dripping wet. She loved to torture me. Close to cumming already, it only took a few movements of her hips for me my orgasm to hit me like punch to the crotch. My hips bucked into her as my cock emptied itself inside her. The sounds of my pleasure filled the house as it seemed as if my orgasm would last forever. When my orgasm finally ended, she climbed off of me, slipped on her pants, and left the room without a word. I tugged at my restraints, but they didn't give. I was stuck...
At least until I could gather enough mana to burn these ropes. I was facing an open window and the sun was just about to rise. People would be able to see me like this! After a while, I tried to cast a spell to ignite my hands, but... I couldn't. Something on the floor caught my eye. It was a rune. A magic cancellation rune...
That bitch...