It's been a week. A week of denial and torture. You remember accepting your position, now wondering why you'd taken the dare.
"I can take anything you got," you said. "Let me have it."
I grinned evilly, you remember now. I obvious knew what I was doing to you.
Lodged in your pussy is a hard dildo. Not just any dildo, but one molded from my cock. It's not that uncomfortable, but, well, it's been in there for a week. A long, miserable week. But that's not all. Your ass is also stuffed. You thought it was just a plain plug; you've since learned otherwise.
After inserting these, you actually laughed. Then I brought out the chastity belt. That wiped the smile from your face.
"You're mine now," I said. I was right.
The belt pushed both the plug and dildo deep inside of you. Not so much that it was painful, but enough that you can't ignore them.
The first day was a challenge. Working while being stuffed like that has made you so wet and needy. You came home and all you wanted to do was touch yourself. You tried everything you could to get around the strap between your legs, but nothing worked. I watched you squirm the whole time.
Day three came and you were a wreck. You came home begging to be fucked. All you wanted was a release. I grabbed you by the hair and forced you to your knees. You kept begging so I forced my cock down your throat just to get you quiet. I hold your head still while I almost rape your skull. You love every minute of it and all it does is make you hotter, more needy. I groan as I shove the head of my cock all the way in and erupt down your throat. Your fingers are clawing at your thighs trying to find release. I finally stop. I released you and walked away without a word, knowing you're almost catatonic with need.
Day four brought something new. As I made you suck me for the second time of the day, I held up a small remote. I pressed a button and your world almost stopped. The dildo in your cunt began to vibrate while getting longer then shorter. Your clit was on fire as your need almost overtook you. You sucked my cock harder until I came and the vibrations stopped. That time I didn't need to push you off of me; you fell over into a fetal position, desperation etched on your face.
Day five was torture. The dildo turned on at random points during the day, forcing you to go into hiding so that no one would find you in needy lust. As you walked up to the door, knowing you were going to be sucking my cock in less than a minute, you felt your ass stretch. You almost fell over from the feeling. You walk in and see me with that evil grin you began to hate.
"Feeling a little full today?" I said.
While sucking me dry, I told you that the plug would get bigger each day until it came out. Your only response being a moan and your pussy creaming more.
By day seven, your brain can no longer function. Your need is so palpable that the only part of your body you can feel in your aching cunt and stretched ass.
But you survived it for today you get to be released. Today you get to be free. I see the need in your eyes as I pull out the key. I never did say that the ordeal was over, now did I?
****
It's time to be let out of your prison. You want out in the worst way and to just be fucked. Your pussy aches, but knows it won't be quite that easy.
I have you lie down on the bed naked. Your arms and legs are tied to the corners as you lie on your back. Your nipples are hard both from your arousal and the chill in the room.
I climb between your legs and carefully unlock and remove the chastity belt. I then slowly remove both the butt plug and dildo. I see both of your holes stay gaping open having adapted to the size of both.
To your utter disbelief and horror, I get up from the bed, flash you a grin, and carry everything into the bathroom. You hear the water running as you struggle in vain to get free. You can't believe that I'd just leave you there in your need. You want to cry out but know that doing so will only make things worse.
It's only a few minutes before I return. In my hands is a bowl of water and a towel. You look at me curiously, wondering what I have planned. I sit between your legs again, setting the bowl and towel down. You watch as I proceed to pull out a shaving blade and some cream.
As you watch, I proceed to shave your entire groin bare. The feeling of the blade touching every inch of your sensitive areas makes you nervous and slightly tempers your arousal. You keep very still, knowing that any movement could cause a nick.
I look you in the eye and say in a stern voice, "Don't you dare cum." I then proceed to wipe down your groin, cleaning off the remaining shaving cream and cleaning you from your weeklong ordeal. The feeling is warm and comforting, but arousing at the same time. You again feel the heat of your desire begin to boil again.
I finish and return to the bathroom, dropping off the items. I return shortly, nude. My cock bounces in front of me, turning you on even more. Your eyes are riveted on it, your desire evident just by your eyes. Just to see it more, I wave the head right in front of your eyes.
I lean down and force my tongue far into your mouth, forcefully kissing you. I continue to French kiss you for several minutes, further increasing the heat in your groin.
After a time, I move down between your legs again. Slowly I begin to trace the outer lips of your pussy. Up and down my finger moves, tickling and tantalizing your already overcharged labia. I'm careful not to touch your clit, driving you crazy with need.
Suddenly, I begin to drag my finger along your inner lips, causing your body to jerk a little. The feelings begin to overwhelm you and you start to moan and squirm.
"Oh god. Please touch me," you say.
I don't alter my movements at all but keep driving your desire higher. You keep asking for more and I continue to deny.
