Fooled

“You’ll have to beg harder, sunbeam! I can’t be hurting you that much!”

I was still only using one hand, squeezing and grinding his balls. Pumping them hard.

It was interesting to see which areas of his balls were more sensitive. I found the most delicate spots and worked on them, grinning as he screamed.

This was so delicious!

Then I started using both hands. He would have leaped off the bed if I hadn’t had him tied down!

“Does that hurt, sunbeam?”

“Yes! Oh yes…oh please! Oh no! Aaargh!”

“Hmmm? Good! How about this?”

Nice story, go on, I'm folowing ;)

I’d found his left ball had a particularly sensitive spot.

I pressed both my thumbs into it. Hard. And used my nails. I’d let them grow a bit longer than usual just for this.

He thrashed against his bonds, screaming, bucking, trying to get away from me. But he couldn’t. I dug my thumbs in harder

It is soooooooo interesting.

Keep going.

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Is there any video like this?

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Originally Posted by skweezme

I’d found his left ball had a particularly sensitive spot.

I pressed both my thumbs into it. Hard. And used my nails. I’d let them grow a bit longer than usual just for this.

He thrashed against his bonds, screaming, bucking, trying to get away from me. But he couldn’t. I dug my thumbs in harder

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THis is good story... cannot wait to read more.. seems to be getting more and more interesting.
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I couldn’t help laughing as he screamed and squealed!

Then I relaxed my grip for a few seconds and he began to calm down and whimper.

“Oh…oh…please…”

“What?” I laughed.

“I…oh…please stop!” he almost sobbed.

“You want me to stop? To stop hurting you?”

He nodded desperately, trying to smile, looking bashful and pleading.

I grinned back at him.

“OK. Maybe! But what if we…if we play a little game?” I purred mysteriously. Let go of his balls. He looked relieved, but then worried.

“What do you…” he gulped “…what do you mean?”

I said nothing. Just traced a finger down his erect cock, smiling as it lifted off his belly, bobbing under my gentle caress.

Then I leaned over to the cabinet beside the bed. He was staring at my tits as they swung when I moved. My nipples were so tight!

I took the piece of paper off the two dice on top of the cabinet. They were next to the clock with a sweeping seconds hand. I was looking forward to this! I smiled.

“What do I mean, Kevin?”

He laughed, confused, worried. Nodded. Tentatively.

I laughed again. Looked down at his balls.

“Just a little game I found on the internet the other week. Once I read it I knew I wanted to play it! With you, sunbeam! Is that OK? A little game?”

“But…I mean…what…what game? Don’t…you know…” he gulped “…please don’t…please don’t hurt me…”

I laughed, put the paper down over his cock. It twitched. I leaned over again for the dice, then sat back, picked up the paper again.

“I mean it! Please don’t…don’t hurt me…any more. I’m not messing now!”

He was trying to make his voice firm.

I put the paper down next to me, grinned, then punched him in the balls.

As he writhed in pain, gasping, I stood up and watched in satisfaction. Then I went over to my jacket and took out my mobile phone. It had a camera.

I sauntered back to him.

“Smile, sunbeam!” I called. I don’t think he heard me. He was still groaning.

I took a few photos of him in his compromised position. Made sure I got his face in. He looked sorry for himself. He was still groaning, but had noticed me.

“What…what…are you…doing?”

I smiled but ignored him. Took another shot. Reviewed it. That was a good one.

“Oh, come on! Please! Please? What’s going on?” he pleaded.

I pressed a few buttons. That was it! Done! I put the phone on the bedside cabinet then sat down by him again on the bed. Picked up the paper with one hand, the dice in the other.

“Oh, I was just phoning a friend! She’ll like those photos and she’ll keep them safe for me. For us. You wouldn’t want your wife seeing them, would you?”

He looked gobsmacked. Then he thrashed around trying to see if he could get free. Then he looked at me with such a pitiful and frightened look.

I had to laugh!

anyone like what's going on here?

ohh i love it, please continue :iluvu: :ibow4u:

“OK, here it is then. You might like this. Or you might not! I’m going to throw these dice a few times. 20 times? Then we’ll be finished, OK?”

“I…oh…”

I saw his cock was still hard.

I took it in hand and gave it a few strokes. He creased up in pleasure. I stopped.

“Aaargh! Oh…please…”

“That’s enough of that for now! You ready to start playing my little game, then?””

“I’ll read it out to you. I could have chosen the harder version, but I think we’ll like this one, sunbeam!

1. Tease and deny for two minutes
2. Doing whatever ball torture you feel like for two minutes”

“No! Please!””

I smiled. Continued.

”3. 20 slow strokes, one punch
4. 20 quick strokes, one slap”

“No! Please don’t…”

”5. Squeezing both balls in both hands for 1 minute, varying
6. 30 strokes increasing, early ones really slow, ten slaps increasing, ball squeezing for 30 seconds

What do you think?”

I took hold of his hard cock again. Played with it. He was dribbling.

It's an excellent story, Skweezme! :thumbup

I love the way she makes him beg, and keeps him guessing at her nasty intentions, it is very sexy...

Now if anyone needs a 'sunbeam', please let me know! :iluvu:

Cheers!

will be on hols for a week :)

“I…no…please…oh!”

I laughed.

This was wonderful!

“Sorry, sunbeam! But I want to hurt you a bit more! OK. Here we go! Two dice and twice the pain! Or pleasure!” I grinned.

I wanked him a little bit more. Just to tease.

“See? I can be nice!”

He just groaned and gasped.

“…Please…?”

I took the dice and rolled them on the bed between his tied legs.

“Hmmm!” I smiled.

He couldn’t see them. He was straining his neck to look.

It was so funny!

“Don’t worry!” I laughed. “You’ve been lucky this time! Lucky…ish, anyway!!”

I took hold of his cock and gave him 20 slow strokes. I mis-timed them on purpose. Didn’t want to build a rhythm, make him come. Just excite him, but no release.

“There! That’s your 20 slow strokes!” I let go of his drooling cock.

“Oh! Oh! … Please!”

Then I pulled my arm back, made a fist, and smashed it into his balls.