TheSlave
Date: 5/26/2016,
Categories:
BDSM
Author: klammer
... nothing left to the imagination. Wearing only the kimono, she crept downstairs to the dungeon. Reaching the dungeon door, she peeked in; she noted that Ross was in the middle of the room, tethered. It almost appeared that he had not moved from the spot that she had left him in earlier. Brenda opened the door and walked toward him smiling, as if nothing had taken place earlier. She couldn’t help but notice that his cock was as soft as it was when she last saw it. Without knowing it, they both were thinking about the feeling of her mouth on his quickly hardening cock; he had the feeling of it swelling inside her mouth on his mind, and she had the memory of it quickly swelling into her throat. His memory of the moment didn’t connect with his cock, and it remained soft. Seeing no reaction to her, Brenda had to hold her emotion in check, otherwise she would have begun her own party right then and there. She walked over to the room’s thermostat and turned up the heat in the room. She knew that the room would get very warm, but it was needed to keep his balls hanging full and soft. Brenda walked up to him, facing him as she had done, earlier in the day. She asked him “Will you behave yourself?” He glanced away; avoiding her eyes, but did not answer. She told him that he had permission to speak, and asked the question again. For a second time, he did not answer. She said, “I take your silence as a NO”. She stood there, inches from his face, staring at him, waiting. He still did not ...
... answer. She said, “Ok, if you want to be that way”. She turned and walked to a wall cabinet. Raised on her tip-toes, she reached high into the cabinet and started feeling for something. She could feel his eyes on her, as she rose up again, on tip-toes, legs slightly spread, and the kimono slightly riding up her back, exposing about half of her beautiful ass. She felt around in the cabinet some more, then stopped, changing her search to a nearby drawer. From the drawer she pulled out a stun gun and pressed the trigger discharging a loud crackling sound. There was no doubt about the effect it would have on a person. Ross’ cock was about as small as it could get. She walked up to him and repeated the same question, “Will you behave yourself?” His eyes turned downward he softly answered “yes.” She smiled and shifted the stun gun to her left hand. She then told him “I told you that I had a present for you and I told you that it would be very pleasurable.” Without looking at her, he softly reminded her that she had said it would be pleasurable at first. She remembered what she had said, and wished that she had not put it that way. She had meant that the machine would make him cum probably twice and that would be pleasurable for him. Brenda wasn’t sure but she suspected that the milking action would eventually make him sore, especially in his balls when they tried to continuously pump out cream that just wasn’t there after a couple times. Dry cuming would result in a very severe case ...