I'll give you one chance, Lil domme said, if you can pass my test I wont fuck you. At this point I have been used and abused so much, if my cock isn't being touched it will starting to go limp, as in it needs constant stimulation to stay hard. She laid my cock out again, pointing it down towards my feet, lying mostly flaccid between my legs.
She straddled my waist, told me I had only one option: if I could remain soft, she wouldn't fuck me, and she promised not to touch me. Even though I was dubious of her promise I gladly accepted. I surely wanted to feel her envelope me, but the reality was I had already been inside her mother, this too would be another strange pussy of which I had no idea of its history, unaware how clean she might or might not actually be. As I nodded in agreement, she proceeded to tell me all the things she was going to do with my dick after the next time I cum. She was eager to torture my penis after hearing how her mother described assaulting the sensitive and almost always swollen bellhead. I listened as she described how she was going to find the most sensitive part of my cock n balls and go to town on it.
It was terrifying but incredibly sexy, and before long I felt my dick twitch no matter how hard I resisted. Pulsing it cranked itself up little by little inching towards her hovering cunt. OMG she was manipulating me with just her words, making me imagine how sensitive the after-torture would be. As my throbbing rod pressed against her lips, I knew I was in for it, and she knew just how turned on I was from the thought of having my dick teased beyond what a man can handle.
She moaned, assisted in sliding her tight little pussy down over my red and sore cock. She would lean right back, bending it and twisting it up inside her, making it grind roughly on her inside. She wanted it thicker, loved the feeling of being split open by a monster cock. She fished around in the bag of tricks that had been largely ignored till now.