"Let you gooooo?!" Her words drew out, and she stroked hard for a moment, and then stood up.
"When the money is gone.." I uttered desperately, and she picked up what looked to be a gag. She shoved it in my mouth and pulled my head up to strap it tight. My eyes got wider, and she sneered. She stood again, and walked over to a table. She picked up a knife. I struggled slighly and she smiled.
"I'm going to tell you something important. If you make any noise, I will cut off your balls! Shake your head yes, if you understand." Her words were clear. I started sweating, and shook my head quickly as she grazed my shaft slightly.
"I'm glad we have an understanding here!" She pulled the knife away and looked down at me.
"I did not Kidnap you because I am a theif, and I want your money. I kidnapped you because I wanted a young man to exploit and torture!" Her words bit through me and traveled to my body. I began shaking and sweating. She smiled at my reaction.
"it just so happened that you are somewhat wealthy, and will fund your own torment.." Her hand found my erect dick again, and I shuddered and wiggled. She laughed.
She stroked me slowly, and I fought against the rubber encasement as the sensation became overwhelming. After a few minutes I stopped fighting, and noticed a moan slip from my body.
"Good!" The rubber covered lady purred, and I did it again. The moans became uncontrollable, and soon I felt myself about to explode on her hand. She stopped.
"ta ta ta my little worm." Her voiced teased in a low tone.
"I have a special suprise for that!" She said standing up, and her heels clicked out of the room. The door slammed and I looked up at the ceiling breathing heavily. Moments passed, and I tried to wiggle but found that I was bound too tight. I lied there for what seemed like an hour alone when finally the door opened. The same woman came in wearing normal clothes, and no mask. A basic black blouse with a longer skirt. Her facial expression was neutral, and she walked over towards me. I noticed she had a bag with a tube coming out of it. She leaned down, and twisted a knob on the gag, and I noticed I could suck air through it. She placed the tube through the hole in the gag, and held the bag up. Water rushed into my mouth and I had no choice but to swallow it. I gulped quickly and after a few seconds she pulled the tube out. She twisted the knob again, and looked down satisfied. My eyes peeled over at her. My fear was apparent, but she seemed to like it. Standing up she left the room, and I didn't see her again for several hours. My mind began playing tricks on me. Was she serious, or is this just a mind fuck until she got the money?
When she returned she was still wearing normal clothes, but she had long rubber gloves on. She had what looked like a funnel. She place the funnel in the same tube on the gag, and I looked bewildered up at her as she smiled.
She pulled a small tube of lube out and showed it to me. She squirted it all over the gloves, and reached down to my flaccid dick. After a few minutes of stroking the rubber cord which had been loose began to tighten. I let a frustrated groan. She squeezed the head and snickered. I wiggled to no avail and the moans started again. The pressure began building up, and this time she didn't stop. I found myself jerking, and I orgasmed into her hands. Looking over I saw her smiling deviously as she squeezed the last bit of spunk out and my body twitched.
"The beautiful thing about male slaves, is that they are easily manipulated!" She said out of the blue, and stood up. She stepped over my head and knelt down trapping my head between her knees as her rubber covered hand reached above the funnel, and emptied the handful of cum into the funnel. I tried to turn my head, but found her legs were strong. I tasted my own siemen slid into my mouth as she gripped my head with her knees. Suddenly she lifted up her skirt, and repositioned herself. I stared at her bare ass as she urinated into the funnel. I tried to spit it out, but apparently the gag had a stop valve that was only one way. The warm salty fluid filled my mouth, and I swallowed it involuntarily. When it was all gone.
She pulled the funnel out, and preceded to sit on my face. The smell of her asshole was all i could smell.
"Worm! can you hear me worm?" I heard her say as she lifted up her ass. I made a muffle cry behind the gag, and she sat back down. I felt her lean forward and there was a prick in my balls which felt like a needle. Suddenly I began to lose consciousness.
When I woke up, things were alot different. I was on some sort of padded bondage contraption lying on my stomach with my wrist, and ankles cuffed below. There was a full length mirror just in front of me, and I watched myself in some sort of rubber hood testing the bonds. The gag was gone, but the hood had some sort of zipper at my mouth. There was a dull pain in my ass, which felt strange. I struggled for a while, and then the Lady opened the door. She was wearing all rubber again. Her rubber hood was like mine but with no mouth zipper. She strutted over behind me, and I watched her look pleased at my ass. Her heels then clicked up towards my head, and she showed me a picture on her phone. It was an image of my ass, with a tattoo that said "worm" in old english lettering. I tried screaming to no avail.
She placed her hands on her hips, and looked at my defeating gaze in the mirror.
"This is just the beginning worm!" Her red lips smiled and she licked them, and then walked out of the room.
