Having found the items she needed within her holdall she climbed up onto the bed and matter-of-factly straddled across his chest, facing down along his body. Shit! He thought. Now he was pinned.
He flinched and giggled as she ran her fingernails along his torso. She amused herself with the spasms of his cock. Adjusting her calves so they wrapped underneath his armpits she sat back gently pressing her curvaceous backside into his face. No real warning. No time to catch his breath. He swooned to feel her close in around his nose and mouth, the curves of her behind snuggling over his face. He groaned again. She didn't hear it, but she felt it and lifted her hips just enough for him to breath.
Carefully, she applied some medical gloves. Gently stroking down her thighs first to ensure they were comfortably in place. Next, she flicked open a large bottle of lubricant and splattered it over his cock. He jumped at the cold slithery feel and his cock didn't seem to like it very much. Smiling, she took hold of it and massaged firmly to ensure it was primed and ready.
He felt so heady and greedy while she worked her hands over him. He wanted to orgasm but knew he mustn't. He wanted to struggle against her but his head was more or less immobile and his shoulders were held firmly in place by the weight of her. Suddenly, he squealed into her knickers as she plucked out a few stray pubic hairs, feeling his legs pull at the binds around his ankles. She smiled in response.
She watched his responses carefully and his cock told her the truth. He liked the little plucks of pain. The glans grew engorged and shone a little in the light - a small globule of pre-cum forming at the tip. He's ready, she thought, smiling again outwardly.
He felt her take him in her hand again, firmly this time, not stroking, but holding his hard cock motionless. She gripped hard and pulled it up and away from his body, making him shiver and grow even more erect. Then he felt the cool lube again, just at the head of his cock this time. A little seeped into his opening.
Carefully, she held the meatus and wiped the tip and shaft of the long metal rod along the opening, to coat it in lubricant. She felt his body freeze below her and knew he was now paying attention, all fantasy notions erased from his mind. Carefully and adeptly, she moved the wand and allowed the rounded tip to find the outside limit of his urethra. He tensed, and then shuddered as gravity drew the length of the probe deep within his now aching cock. She purred at the sight of the shiny object now jutting out of his cock by a few centimetres. Softly, she stroked his shaft and watched the metal tip bob up and down.
He groaned and sighed feeling like his cock had been filled with lead. The weight of the sound pressed down against him inside and he felt a slight burning sensation. Surely she wasn't going to make him peak with the probe in place -- it would hurt like hell! Instead she jiggled the end of the rod making it stir the inside of his urethra, almost tickling him from inside. Then, as her arse pressed down against his face firmly again, and as her hand gripped the base of his manhood, he felt the shot as she dragged the probe back out of him quickly. He was used to her using probes on him, and being toyed with in this way, but this new sensation was something else. He groaned loudly and wanted to bite into her flesh but instead pushed his head back against the mattress below him as he crushed handfuls of bedding between his white-knuckled fingers.
She let him have air again and gently stroked the underside of his cock, reaching down to his balls. She loved to see them squirm and contort in their skin under her touch and today was no exception. Spreading lube from her gloved hands she massaged his scrotum and nipped at his skin. His cock, although assaulted still remained hard and apparently hungry.
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Having let him recover for a few moments she started to work on his cock again. Each time she felt the shaft harden and spasm she flicked his balls with her fingers. He squirmed against her every time. She had let him empty his balls the night before last, knowing she would need his controllable yet prone to her torment. Still his balls seemed full and this amused her. The torture would be more delicious as a result.
His mind was swimming and his cock felt so different. He could still feel where the sound had been and it felt so good as she manipulated him with her still gloved hands. He had produced an orgasm as per her instructions only 36 hours ago but the hunger, need and ache felt more powerful now. He wanted to cum. He was forbidden. His reward would be suffering.
She moved down from above him and relocated herself on a stool at the end of the bed. She unhooked the cord from around his ankles and told him to hold his knees in the air. He did as instructed and exposed his balls, perineum and anus to her just as another application of cool lube covered him. He knew what was coming, or thought he did, and tried his best to relax and be still.
She massaged his balls a little longer, feeling them between her fingers as she listened to his now more vocal groans. Slowly her fingertips lowered and began to massage over his perineum finding a sensitive spot and making him jump. Then she found his arse and without hesitation, having massaged it gently, preparing it and making it relax, she slipped two fingers inside him as far as she could reach. He yelped a little yet seemed to push down against her fingers. Any protestations would not wash with her today.
"This.... arse... is.... Mine....!!!" She stated with each thrust of her fingers.
"Oh, my god! Yes.... Yes... YES!!!!" He cried.
"And, now that I know everything is full working order, you are going to set to work!"
