The room was filled with the heat of what seemed like thousand of candles and a sweet yet spicy aroma of burning incense. He was blindfolded, but from what he could tell other then the beating of his heart and his slow even breaths the man was alone. However he couldn't be completely sure.
The man didn't know what was going on at all, but that didn't stop him from loving every minute of it. One moment he was in his flat the next he was attacked, bound, gagged and taken to God knows where. He had been roughed up by his unknown assailants then stripped of his shirt, shoes and socks.
Only once did he hear something, and it sounded like a female. To him it was a light breathy noise, not quite a gasp or a moan. And so he couldn't be 100% sure. But as soon as he heard that tiny betrayal his attention was abruptly brought back to his mysterious captives. They threw his arms up in the humid air, bound his wrists; tighten just enough to cause him a slight discomfort as the invisible hands guided him to some kind of suspended hook.
That was hours or minutes ago (he couldn't tell) and now the silence was playing tricks on him, making him not sure of what he hearing, keeping him thinking about what was (or wasn't) had happened to him. All sense of time seemed distorted as the man shifted slightly in place. However that didn't stop him from getting excited in fact his erection straining against his pants, it was sweet torture.
He could feel his pre-cum dripping on his underwear, every now and then his throbbing cock would twitch. Sometime after the keepers had hung him in the air he felt a light feather touch. It was followed by a sharp nip at his exposed skin, finding nearly all the sensitive spots that drove him wild. Soft lips began their magic at his neck on that spot right at his collar bone. They followed his pulse up to just below his ear, shivering the man swayed against the restraints.
When she (?) bit that special spot he saw stars despite the fact he was blindfolded. And she didn't stop, she kept biting that one point over and over, sending him to heights of pleasure he hadn't known he was capable of. His cock was virtually weeping now; he was so hard achingly hard. Just when he thought it couldn't get any worse those luscious lips parted and her moist tongue began to whirling, swirling on his neck.
'Oh God!!' He cried out mentally. Those lips, those teeth, and that tongue all over the sensitive area, torturing him making every cell in his body tingle. He was trembling violently, making whimpering sounds despite his mouth piece. His cock was as hard as it ever been, he felt like he was about to burst. It was exquisite pain with every lick, every bite she gave him on his neck.
And then as quickly as it started it stopped, the man whimpered in protest of that lost of indescribable sensation. The mystery woman let out a delicate sound of amusement, but he certainly found nothing funny about this whole situation. The man found himself suddenly frustrated; his pants were becoming uncomfortable against his straining erection that was harder then anything he's ever known. In a burst of sexual frustration he pulled harshly at his restraints trying to do something.
The man was unprepared for the stinging slap across his cheek, startled he stopped all movements at once. His chin was firmly grasped and his head jerked down forcibly.
"No!" came the soft alto command. The man shuddered at the sound of her voice.
'Oh god her voice!' He moaned mentally again, to him it was like warm velvet chocolate being poured all over him. The temptation was great; he very much wanted to try his restraints again just so he could hear that velvety voice once more. He needed to hear her voice again... and just the thought of her whispering dirty suggestions in his ear made him nearly cum right on the spot.
So caught up in his fantasy of her triple x word play, the man was caught off guard when the woman bit the same spot on the opposite side of his neck. He had no idea that spot existed, so he was ill prepared for the onslaught of erotic fervor that hit him. She attacked that spot just as viciously as she did on the other side; it was as if she instinctively knew just perfect combination to drive him to the brink.
His legs became weak, almost as if they had turned to jelly no longer able to support him. But he also never felt so very much alive, his cock was hard, heavy and beyond stiff with need. His balls were so tight and full he knew he could cum with just the slightest touch. Never before had he got so worked up and all that was done to him was kisses on his neck. The man wanted nothing more then to free himself, and bury his weeping cock inside this... this... goddess of pleasure and torture.
With a muffled groan the man brought himself back to the present. The heat of the room seemed to have gone up several degrees. In the air along with the incense that was still burning was the musky scent of his arousal. Sweat trickled down his back, his chest... everywhere really. His arms were sore and stiff from being suspended for god knows how long. He longed to get off in more ways then one. After a few moments he shifted his weight trying to get some kind of relief but nothing worked. He was still cramped, he was still painfully hard, his balls were probably purple and they hurt like no body's business. He had no clue if the woman was still in the room with him, the man thought he heard the sound of a door opening then closing.
As if someone heard his thoughts, there was a husky chuckle and once more the man froze. So he wasn't alone... she was there still and all this time she had been watching him. Enjoying his discomfort, he wanted to be angry or furious even but instead he got even more aroused. (If that was at all possible) There was another noise then nothing, the man strained to hear something anything. But there was nothing, nothing at all.
The man nerves were virtually non-existent, every little sound made him twitch. To know that she was in the same room made his cock jump slightly, and not knowing her exact whereabouts sent chills down his spine. He blood was boiling he felt like a pressure cooker set on too high; his heart was thumping wildly in his chest. The fact that she was just watching, just watching him not doing anything but staring at him... he could barely handle it.
He never knew that his nipples could be so sensitive. Not until her... this goddess got a hold of them. A low gut wrenching groan escaped from him when he felt her moist warm tongue come in contact with his taut nubs. The moan was followed by a gasp as her teeth bit down on his right nipple, while simultaneously tweaking his pert left one.
"Ah... you like this huh?" she mused quietly in her rich low seductive voice. He trembled and nodded in agreement he hoped she would say something more but again the woman fell mute.
Needless to say his cock was crying a river, the heat and dampness penetrating through to his pants. He balls had tightened to the point of agony, and then he felt her lick his nipple again. His hips thrust forward on their own accord, his cock bobbled as if begging for the same attention his upper body was receiving. If it wasn't for the mouth piece gagging him, he would have begged her for release. He wanted that mouth of her on his cock; he wanted her sucking and licking his pre-cum.
The man yearned to have that talented mouth make his cock disappear down her throat. He could picture it, that velvety tongue of hers caressing his head traveling down the length of his erection... he stifled a moan and his cock pushed against his pants again. It was torture, it was agony...
It was pure bliss...
And then she bit him... hard. What ever blood that was left in his head, rushed down to the other one he cried out loudly and wantonly. The man didn't care he was bombarded by both pleasure and pain of it all.
As the woman began to swirl her tongue clockwise/counter clockwise over and over his extra sensitive nubs, the man thought he would die from the seer agony of it all... only to be reborn in ecstasy in spite of it. As she transitioned from one nipple to the other his knees gave out completely. He sobbed loudly, crying out his frustrations and passion.
'Oh god!'
'Oh god!'
'Oh god! Please don't let her stop! PLEASE!!'
That was the only thought in his frantic lust hazed mind. He knew he wasn't going to survive this ordeal for much longer.
He couldn't stop the tremors even if he wanted to (which he didn't). The woman was taking her time; she was being slow and deliberate in her exploration of his body.
He made a high pitch gasp when her nails clawed down his chest. The sensation... he felt it from the roots of his hair to the bare sole of his feet. He didn't know who or how this woman manages to get a response from him. He was harder then he'd ever been in his life, the man knew that the moment his cock was encased in something warm and wet it would all be over. He calculated two maybe three thrust max.
Her hands raked his back leaving stinging tracks in their wake, the man wince as his sweat ran over the welts. In some places her scratches drew blood and the salt of his sweat burned some. However he was long past caring he could feel her making her way down towards his bulging cock.
She was lapping up the beads of sweat running down his belly; she bit a tender spot by his navel and pelvis. He groaned, his cock hopped and proceeded to weep more pre-cum. Running her tongue back and forth the woman mimic her actions that she did before. The only difference was that she was closer to him all she had to do was go down a few more inches...
"Heh... somebody is excite now aren't they? Do you want me to..." she trailed off and lightly palmed that man's cock. He flinched at the contact, her touched seem to sear straight through to his engorged organ. His cock in turn pulsated against her gentle grip.
"You want me?" she inquired in a conversational tone. He groaned bobbing his head all the while thinking,
'Yes... yes... oh god YES!'
The woman chuckled and increased the pressure of her hand ever so slightly on the man's enlarged shaft. He thought he was going to die right then.
"I said... do you want me?"
'Yes!! I want you! I will worship you please! I'll do anything you say!! Just don't stop touching me!'
That's what he said but it came out as incoherent groans, moans, and cries. Frustrated the man sobbed a little and pulled at his restraints he wanted to be free of this, he had to show her that he indeed wanted what she had to offer.
