Fooled

Oh, I could imagine how he was feeling! I even groaned when she took her hand off his cock, left his erection bobbing and dribbling, left him moaning in frustration again.

“Sorry, Lieb! Were you enjoying that?” she laughed. “OK, I’ll make him come. I’m going to milk him dry! I’m going to squeeze every last drop of cum out of your poor balls, Kevin! Ready?”

She took his cock in hand again, waiting.

“Are you ready Kevin? Do you really want me to make you come now?” She gave his throbbing cock a gentle squeeze.

He gasped loudly.

“Oh Maggie! Oh please!”

“Please what, Kevin?” she squeezed again. He yelped in discomfort, frustration, desire.

“Ask me nicely and I’ll do whatever you want me to…” she purred, leaning over him with her full breasts.

Looking back, he should have asked her there and then to let him go, to untie him, let him get dressed and go home to his loving wife.

But he didn’t.

He couldn’t.

“Hmmm? What would you like me to do now, sunbeam?”

“Oh god! Oh please Maggie! Please…please wank me off!” he pleaded.

“You sure you want me to…to make you come, sunbeam?”

“Oh god yes! Yes Maggie! Please!”

“Just say it, sunbeam! Ask me to make you come…”

“Oh Maggie! Please…please make me come now!” he almost sobbed.

“Make you come? My pleasure, sunbeam! I think this’ll do the trick!”

She loosened her hand from round his cock but kept it on there, rubbing her palm up and down a few times.

Then she moved her hand down to his bruised balls, letting it slide gently over them. And around them.

He was gagging in frustration.

“I really hope this makes you come, Kevin! I really want to milk your balls dry!”

Then she started.

She took his balls in a crushing grip, then viciously began tugging them up and down and from side to side, throwing her weight into it, her muscular arms.

He screamed and screamed but she didn’t stop. She just wrenched his balls harder.

His erection was flopping around all over the place, slapping against his stomach, his thighs, as Maggie carried on.

He started ejaculating. He screamed even louder.

She laughed, squeezing and wrenching his balls and cock around harder and harder. His cum flew all over the place, splattering us both.

“Sorry, Lieb! You like this, sunbeam? Hmmm? Yes you do!””

It really looked like she was trying to rip his balls off. It must have felt like it. It certainly sounded like it!

“Is that all? Hmmm?” she pumped and tugged harder, oblivious to his pain. Just squeezing out the last drops of cum as she’d said she would.

Are any Mistresses still reading this, or is it just a male thing? :)

Yep, male.

But keep writing!

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Originally Posted by skweezme

Are any Mistresses still reading this, or is it just a male thing? :)

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Just a male here but does it matter?
I would like to know if there are any Mistresses still reading though, and what they think, but even if there arent..thats no reason to stop writing! :D

Who said anything about stopping writing?:jumpsmile

I felt myself gushing, groaning.

Maggie laughed in delight, then went back to working on his cock and balls. He couldn’t even get hard now, but she carried on crushing and pulling his empty balls, still using her weight and power.

His screams were even worse.

Eventually she stopped.

His screams carried on...

He was sobbing when we untied him. Let him sit up. Helped him onto the edge of the bed so he could put his feet down on the floor, doubling up, retching.

Maggie held him while I went and got his clothes.

We made him get dressed. Didn’t let him shower or anything.

Didn’t help. Just watched as he struggled.

He painfully stood sort of upright, stooping a bit. Finally dressed again. A bit unsteady.

“You’ve still got blood on your face” I observed.

He looked bewildered for a moment, then rubbed a sleeve across his face. It didn’t really help much. Never mind, I thought.

“If anyone sees you, just say you’ve been mugged or something, OK? Didn’t see who it was”

“OK” he mumbled, wincing in pain.

We both stood up, crowding him back to the door. He staggered back, afraid, as we closed in.

“Off you go then, Kevin!”

He fumbled for the doorcatch. Opened the door, and hobbled out as quick as he could, before we changed our minds about letting him go. I slammed the door shut on him.

We just looked at each other and burst out laughing. We hugged. Maggie hugged me a bit hard and I gasped.

“Sorry Lieb!” she let me go. “I forget my own strength sometimes!”

“You’re telling me!” I took a deep breath, ribs aching a bit from her loving embrace.

We laughed some more.

“Sorry! Lieb, I…I want us to do this again Lieb. I really do! Shall we?”

I’d been wondering myself. I mean, we had been quite cruel and nasty to poor old Kevin. He was going to be in pain for a few days, by the look of him. And I don’t know what we’d done to his head. Getting so thoroughly beaten up and tortured by two attractive women, the pain and the sexual frustration. Wow!

I beamed back at her.

“Why not!”

Mixed feelings about them letting Kevin go, still, i'm sure they will find another willing/gullible guy to play with/torment!
They could have me if i was brave enough! lol

skweezme,

Excellent story! I have very much enjoyed reading it. :bananajum

Thanks,

poolman2 :ibow4u:

Thanks skweeze!

Is it time for another?

Phew! That was fun! But time for a break from writing. Recharge the batteries :)

Any constructive feedback or ideas will be welcome.

Bye for now :wooow :asleep :asleep :asleep

This was how the story started. Just trying out an idea for a first line that would make it immediately clear that the narrator was female and had bad intentions:

"My cunt was throbbing in anticipation as I finished tying him to the bed. I couldn’t help grinning. This was what I’d been waiting for!"

I had no idea if there was a story there or how it'd go.

I thought it was a fantastic first line to the story, it immedieatley (sp?)captured my attention, and from then on it just kept getting better.
Dont think i would have started reading it if it began with "once upon a time" :D