teazdndenied:a-hiddenbeauty:teazdndenied:(If you are offended by fantasies of a non-consensual natur
teazdndenied:a-hiddenbeauty:teazdndenied:(If you are offended by fantasies of a non-consensual nature, please stop reading now.)As he began to slowly regain consciousness nothing was making sense to him. His eyes still felt heavy, like it would take a Herculean effort to open them. So instead, his still disoriented mind did its best to try to piece together the puzzle of what had happened.Think…. think…. think……..A party. That’s right, a party. He’d been at a Halloween party. A risque Halloween party…..So many provocatively dressed women. Seductive cat women. Naughty school girls. Wicked witches. And, a naughty nurse. A playfully flirty naughty nurse.And what was that magic potion she had served him? The color was a deep, crimson red. Dark, mysterious swirls played through the concoction as a misty fog seemed to emanate from the glass. It was strong, it was delicious… but, what happened after that?Slowly, his eyes began to open. His surroundings seemed unfamiliar, white, clinical. And as he started to raise up to gaze around the room he realized he was restrained securely to some sort of an examination table.He could hear the sound of footsteps approaching, heels clicking on a hard floor. Oh god, the playfully flirty naughty nurse. He tried to speak, but his efforts were futile, his mouth taped closed.She smiled reassuringly as she leaned over him, her uniform buttons provocatively undone to display her soft, full breasts straining against a lacy red bra. Brushing her fingers softly through his hair, she murmured, “Relax sweetheart, everything’s fine. I have no intention of hurting you in any way.”Then grinning wickedly, she leaned down further, touching her lips to his ear. In a sultry whisper she purred, “I have torments of a different sort in store for you this evening.”Standing back up, her gaze locked on to his, her fingers began to slowly undo the remaining buttons, provoking a muffled groan of arousal from her captive patient.Chuckling wickedly as she began to nudge the uniform down off of her shoulder she teased, “Mmm, I think you’re getting the idea now, aren’t you, sweetie?”She slowly pulled back the white crisp sheet covering the dazed, confused man she had captured. He was already naked and his cock began to stiffen and grow involuntarily. She was pleased with this as she felt her own pussy tingle as her arousal trickled down her bare thighs. Pulling up a stool, she climbed on top of the man with a bottle of warmed oil in her hand. Sitting on top of him in a reverse position, her bare wet pussy was slick against his stomach. Arching her back, she peered around her shoulder and saw him staring at her plump, soft ass. “Are you ready for step one, sweet boy? If you pass all five steps, I will allow you to cum and release you. If you do not… well, it won’t be pleasant. Don’t bother screaming. The room is soundproof. There’s no one here to save you from the pleasurable torment I have in store for you.”The man gulped. Just then, she dripped the warm oil slowly over his now engorged cock…. he was in for a long night. As she knowingly, patiently worked over the defenseless cock of her bound captive it wasn’t long before he realized he was at the mercy of a skilled masturbatrix. Her hands were warm, oily, and silky soft, capable of producing searing pleasures in a man.Unfortunately, that would not be his fate this evening. No, tonight she preferred to use them for her own unique delights, weapons of sensual torment as she savored this man’s agonizing frustration. Purring softly to herself with pleasure, she slowly teased, petted and stroked his quivering cock, repeatedly working it to the point of bursting, only to time and time again draw back and watch it pulse, unrelieved, in glorious untouched frustration.As his whimpers of need became more tormented her voice softly teased, “Do you know what I love most about stroking a man’s cock, sweetie? It’s that I can keep him as hard as I want, for as long as I want… and I always know exactly when to stop so that no matter how badly he needs it, he will never… ever… be able to cum… not unless I want him to.”By the time she was satisfied with the results of her handiwork his cock was crimson and engorged, aching with need, weeping tears of pre-cum from her wicked ministrations. Cradling it gently in one hand as she traced it lightly with the fingertip of the other, she sympathetically cooed, “Aww, poor cock, it wants to cum so bad, doesn’t it?”When she heard his muffled groan of frustration she couldn’t resist looking back over her shoulder, smiling at the look of desperation on his fevered, sweat beaded face. “I have good news for you though, you’ve passed your first step, sweet boy. Unfortunately, the bad news for you is that each step is going to become more… and more… excruciating for you.”She laughed softly at his whimper, reaching back and brushing her fingers through his hair. “Aww, I know baby…. poor, helpless boy,” she purred.Still facing toward his cock, her hips began to slide back up his body, along his chest and not stopping until her thighs came to rest on either side of his head. She smiled at his soft moan, teasingly giving a sexy little wiggle before allowing her hips to settle with her pussy now hovering inches above his face, just out of his reach.His eyes glazed over with lust as he found himself now gazing up at her silky folds, barely concealed by the sheer fabric of her warm, obviously moist panties. He felt himself becoming hotter, dizzier, lightheaded with desire as the heat and scent of her arousal sent his senses whirring.The nails of her left hand teased softly across his heavy balls, while a ring formed by the thumb and index finger of her right captured the base of his swollen shaft. “Ready for step two, sweetie?,” she purred. “Now that we’ve got you all hard and swollen, let’s see just how drippy and leaky we can make you, hmm?” Slowly her tongue licked its way from the base of his cock to the tip, then swirled gently around the head as she lapped up the clear, glistening fluid. “Aww, look at you… dripping for me already? Aren’t you sweet?,” she teased. The softness of her lips then glided down over the head, taking him in to her mouth, sucking gently while her fingers gently kneaded his balls. She purred at his moan of pleasure as her mouth held him captive, sweetly sucking, the head of his cock engulfed in softness and swelling with need.Drawing back and releasing him back in to the air, one hand gently squeezed the base of his shaft, the other softly kneaded his balls, causing another long, steady ooze of pre-cum to be milked from his cock.“Mmm, that’s a good boy,” she murmured, her tongue once more lapping up the clear fluid from his aching, unrelieved erection. Lifting his swollen balls to her lips, as she kissed them teasingly she purred, “Now, let’s see just how full and blue we can make these…..”Pausing, she again sensually pleasured his shaft with her swirling, lapping tongue, before giving the base another gentle squeeze to force it to surrender yet more tears of pre-cum from the sensitive head.Gathering up more male arousal on her tongue, she continued, “….so that we can see what an achy, drippy mess we can make out of this, hmm?”She chuckled at his moan, her hips beginning to gently rock so that he would sometimes feel her barely covered pussy tease across his face, her erotic scent driving him wild. And as she wickedly worked his cock and balls into a desperate, aching, dripping mess she teased, “Nice deep breaths, baby. I can’t have you passing out on me before I’ve finished having my fun with you…” -- source link