Gym Rats Make Great Pets. (Closed for DarkWarrioress)

[dryfter]

This was fun.

Winding you up time and time again. Watching you shiver and quake yet secretly dreading that moment when all stimulation was gone, plunging you almost into a despair-like sense of disappointment. Sure you had your willpower. I'd yet to hear you beg, not even a single word. But I had something too. Time. And lately, I've had a lot of it on my hands.

Still, I didn't want to seem too predictable. Especially when I knew just how amazing that orgasm was likely going to be when I finally allowed you to experience it. That's the kind of thing that gets a person to actually lean towards enjoying this type of sex play, though I doubt that you know that. But hey, learning is what we're here to do, right? For now, I simply enjoy myself breathing in the husky scent of your arousal, made sweeter by the fact that it was me that brought you to this state and kept you there. From the looks of the bedsheets and your glistening, taut, hot as hell little body....a bath was going to be in order soon. How long had we been down here? I realized that I didn't really care as I thumbed the buttons on my cell phone screen again, the soft humming of the vibrators kicking in once more. I wonder just how powerful this is going to be and if you'll finally lose some of that control you've been clinging so desperately too.

I also wonder just how sensitive you're going to be afterward. I have no intention of undoing your restraints after all. And that meant a nice slow sponge bath was waiting for the two of us. I smile silently as I continue to watch even as my mind wanders towards a vision of finally getting to run my hands across your trembling body once more. A little bathtime fun might be just what we both need. Some food, some water, and a whole lot more of this. Perhaps I'll even change out your anal plug for the next size up tomorrow. You seem to be getting used to it faster than I'd hoped. Then again, it might be my imagination.

For now it was enough to listen to your breath that you had just got done catching, quickly take to racing again. Your body twisting and clutching at nothingness, knowing exactly what it wanted even while you stubbornly denied it. For a moment, I wondered when exactly you would realize that I'm not shutting these tormenting devices off this time and how you'd react when that realization finally dawns on you. If you have time to react at all.....

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Time had ceased for me. My whole world, complete with senses, was based on your whim. I hated that. Time, for me, was measured by those damn things you had attached to my body and whether or not my body was going to experience a finality to this whole thing you have started. Were you truly that bored with your life that my misery or otherwise had become your whole world?

I could feel the fine sheen of sweat break out all over my body as I twisted and writhed and silently cursed you to hell. My lips parted and I almost begged you. ALMOST. I wanted to cry, but I wouldn’t. I wasn’t about to give you that satisfaction. Yet, somewhere in the back of my mind, in the darkness that lurked there, I was at the point of begging. Never had I ever felt like this in my life. Hell, I hadn’t experienced anything sexual until you came along. My mind’s focus was completely elsewhere and I didn’t know if I should thank you or curse you for it.

My need for self-preservation was quickly waning. It was my stubbornness that kept me from giving in, but long could I keep that up? My resistance was getting weaker and weaker with each time you turned those infernal machines on. My body wanted, no it NEEDED to peak and you were the one responsible for denying it. My world was fast becoming the simple need to cum and I realized that there would be only one way it would be allowed to do so.

Damn you, Tyler.

 

[dryfter]

Had you been about to beg? I might never know.

I watched with my usual silent smirk even as the pad of a thumb on my cell phone increased the stimulation on your naughty bits. I kept it slow, thoroughly enjoying the way you writhed, the sound of your frustrated whines louder than the buzzing vibration I tormented you with. It wouldn't take long, even less before it dawns on you that I'm not cutting you off this time. For a moment, I just sat there and enjoyed the promise of a glorious show to come.

But then a truly wicked thought came to mind. One that might change everything for you. A thought that made my already rock hard manhood throb within the tight confines of my jeans. Hell, it was practically screaming at me, "Why haven't you taken me out by now, you stupid bastard?! Let me in on some of this fun too!" But its cries were only in my head, even as I silently rose from my seat on the basement stairs. Your lips were trembling, but for now I could only hear anothe soft, breathy moan...the kind that would normally have me reaching for those very same jeans with purpose. Another soft flexing of my cock told me exactly what it thought of that idea. Even now, I could vividly recall the feeling of your tight sex wrapped around me, leaving me to wonder if your current predicament would make you tighter still.

It was tempting. The thought of finding out. But that wasn't what had brought me to my feet, had me slowly advancing upon you in silence.

From this close I could see every shiver and quake. The needs of your body finally beginning to erode the sanctity of your mind. If not for the leather mask covering most of your face, I'd have loved to see what look you were making right now. As for myself, I resisted the almost overwhelming urge to touch you as I moved forward. I could imagine the heat coming off of your pussy without nearing it, could see the liquid sheen of the juices you soaked your thighs with and barely kept a chuckle from escaping me. The bed was going to be a mess to clean. Especially if this worked out even better.

I would have loved to start at the inside of one knee, trailing my fingertips along the contours of one forcibly spread thigh to tease along the puffy swollen nether lips that you have no choice but put on display to me. Even now I desired to run the whole of my palm across your flat, toned, perfect belly. Perhaps even tickle the edges of your slender hips before moving upward to remind myself just how firm and warm your tits are when they fill my hands, pressing the vibrating eggs into your nipples firmly as I groped you. I bet that would set you off. I bet it wouldn't take much now. Not when you seemed like you were on the very edge of breaking...your lips even now, moving constantly, sometimes soundlessly and other times parting in another sultry, arching moan.

My willpower rallied until the very end however, giving no warning of impending touch until my fingers slowly closed around your slender throat. Heavy breathing, whimpers, moans, disappeared in a flash as I restricted your airway just enough for you to struggle knowing full well that the crescendo I had been building inside you was threatening to blossom into something volcanic.

Hopefully this helps.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

You have one hell of a devious mind, Tyler. I have to grudgingly grant you that. This whole on again, off again was wearing me down. My body was begging for the release you wouldn’t let me achieve. I was so close to giving you the capitulation you wanted when my ears picked up a soft muffled sound. My head canted slightly as I strained to listen.

My body startled as I felt fingers touch my throat. I swallowed. Hard. Then I began to struggle for whatever that was worth. Your fingers slipped around my throat, causing me to suck in my breath sharply. My body froze. My breathing froze. I could feel your fingers tighten. Panic started to set in. My body tried to twist and turn, to escape, but you had me so restrained that I could barely move. It took an effort to breathe and realizing, in that moment, that I couldn’t escape you, I forced my body to settle down while I concentrated on breathing.

What kind of madman were you? I didn’t like this turn in you, not at all. My heart was threatening to beat out of my chest. The blood racing through my veins was making me start to feel faint. Was it the pressure of your hand or was it my own rising panic causing it? I had no way of knowing any more than I had any way of knowing what you were capable of. I really didn’t know you, did I? I don’t know what you’re capable of.

“Tyler,” my voice rasped out, “what do you want from me?”

I’m not sure I can ever forgive you for this. Maybe my forgiveness is not something you even want from me. How do I reach you?

“Ty---”

My voice dropped off as I tried to clear my throat. While not difficult to do, it was hardly something comfortably done. I tried again.

“Tyler… stop, please. Now you’re scaring me.”

I was certain I could deal with pervert Tyler. After all, we could fight and I never felt threatened, but this side of Tyler? The side that had his hand around my throat, gently applying pressure? That was frightening.

My hands tugged at my bindings. I wanted them free so desperately. My legs hardly budged within the spreader bar. I think, at that point, I realized just how much you controlled my world. I didn’t like it, not one bit, but what could I do about it?

It’s weird how in just moments, how thoughts fly through your mind. I thought that maybe if any of this had been happening with my agreement, maybe, just maybe, I might have enjoyed it. Who knows for sure. I mean, nothing I had experienced at your hands so far, had ever crossed my mind. I had been engrossed in my gymnastics and training. I had been a virgin when you.. when we… of course, you would know that. I never knew such things even existed. Until now.

I am shrouded in darkness. Why are you doing this? I keep asking myself silently. My legs shake in these; in this thing you had them bound to. My sense of vulnerability was heightened to the point I could feel tears behind my closed eyelids, BUT I refused to let them fall. I refused to let you have that satisfaction.