deal with the devil 2 – Part 3
Nami sat on her bed looking down upon her work with such an ecstatic and perverted glee; it had taken some time to get everything in place, but after a few attempts, she had finally done it. Below her, lying on her back with all of her limbs firmly secured in place, Robin wriggled fruitlessly in her attempts to cover herself up. Her rear was pointing straight up into the air and all of her lovely parts were neatly on display.
Robin couldn't quite comprehend the magnitude of embarrassment swirling around inside her head. For every passing moment, she could feel her cheeks grow warmer, her heart beat faster and how her humiliation slowly consumed her. Her legs had been pushed down and folded against the sides of her torso and her ankles secured to a spreading bar together with her wrists. Her arms had been positioned above the backside of her knees and were tied in place, making it impossible for her to lower, or close her legs.
Blushing and wriggling, Robin struggled to free herself from this excruciating position, but only made herself even more appetizing to the approaching woman. Her pussy was beyond wet at this point, and she could feel her juices slowly trickling down the curves of her butt. The large, veiny and denied cock between her legs jerked with an eager excitement, drooling and jumping with every small moment that passed. Precum continuously drooled from the slit, and she could feel it slowly dripping onto her naked chest.
"Look at you…" Nami said. Her voice was full of lust and wonder. "You are so incredibly sexy like that, my dear Robin; you have no idea how much I want to shove my fat girl-cock into one of these inviting holes…"
Robin let out a small, whimpering grunt as the words slipped into her ears; both her cock and pussy twitched with need and practically begged to be touched. Instead, they were left ignored as Nami placed her hands on the inside of her thighs and gently massaged and teased the areas around them. Now and then, her fingers would brush against the skin of her shaft, or the mounds of her lips, but never more than that. Nami would blow softly at the rigid length, letting the small gust of wind whirl around the agitated rod, making it jump and strain.
"I bet there's a lot of yummy cum stored inside these testicles of yours…" Nami whispered and gently cupped Robin's large ballsack, kneading it firmly within her grip. "So much cum just waiting to burst out of this aching rod… And, if you're a good girl, you might even get to enjoy that lovely sensation…"
Feeling the skin around her pulsating shaft tighten more and more, Robin could barely keep herself still and bit down on the ring in her mouth out of sheer frustration. It did nothing to alleviate her strain in her sex, though, but it kept her preoccupied as Nami continued to torment her. She could feel the weight of her balls, how they rested neatly within the grasp of her lover, how bloated and full they were. Robin lied there, helpless and aroused beyond her wildest imaginations, completely exposed to her captive; she loved every single second of it.
Nami stared longingly at the large piece of meat below her, trying her best not to succumb to her submissive tendencies and wrap her mouth around that savory dick. She could feel her mouth water as she slid her fingers around its base, observing every small twitch, every jump of excitement as the pressure inside it continued to rise. Briefly, she raised her thumb and rubbed the underside gently.
"Aaaaah!" Robin moaned delightfully as the firm pressure climbed up along her neglected cock. Her mind raced with the hopes of an even harsher torture; maybe, just maybe, she was finally going to get what she so desperately needed.
A hand slowly closed around the base of her cock, squeezing down on it and slowly began to move up along the length. Robin grunted and groaned, wriggling restlessly in her bonds as her body was overcome by pleasure and joy. "Mmmmmm!" She couldn't believe how good it felt, from so little stimulation no less. Nami's hand barely did anything; it simply slid up her cock at a modest pace. Yet, for every inch she covered, Robin could feel her semen boil and churn inside her testicles; was she about to blow her load so prematurely?
A sense of urgency came over the tied archaeologist as she felt her orgasm rushing towards her. She immediately began to focus all her might on her cock, flexing her muscles as much as she could, frantically trying to prevent herself from falling over the edge. This did not go unnoticed, and Nami was quick to remove her hands from the pulsating cock, watching with both surprise and delight. Robin felt herself edge as her orgasm was narrowly avoided and bit down on the ring inside her mouth and groaned. She humped the air, thrusting her cock back and forth, instinctively seeking for the slightest bit of friction; she couldn't get enough of this intoxicating torment.
"Oh… What's this?" Nami grinned. "You truly are a masochistic little whore, aren't you, Robin?"
"Mmmmphh!" Robin moaned as the hand returned to her anxious member, giving a few, hard and fast trokes.
"This is just too much fun…"
Robin gasped as Nami pumped her engorged member at a staggering pace. She humped and jerked awkwardly, unable to quell the burning impatience overtaking her needy cock. The seemingly endless supply of semen began to boil inside of her increasingly tight testicles once again; they refused to stop pumping for all their might. Seconds later, Robin was forced through another edging, but this time it was far more intense and strenuous, leaving her whimpering and sobbing with such lovely frustration.
"So close…" A small, sadistic chuckle slipped out of Nami as she watched her slave struggle within the confines of her denial. To see someone so refined, so stoic and assertive be reduced to such a decadent pile of wriggling limbs and sexual frustration was fascinating, and incredibly erotic. "Yet so far away."
"Mmm…" Robin began to settle and calm down; she was burning up from lust and sweat was running down every seductive curve of her body.
"How many times should I edge you, hmm? Five? Ten? Fifty…?" Nami slowly leaning in, listening to the muffled whimpering and carefully positions Robin's massive cock between her firm breasts. "Or maybe I should never let you cum again?"
"Aaaaaah!" Robin gasped loudly as the image of her cock being denied for the rest of her life slipped into her brain. He cock instantly grow even hard and the released a hefty amount of precum.
Suddenly, a pair of large, soft mounds squeezed tightly around her shaft and began kneading her up and down. Despite the soothing and comforting pleasure coursing through her shaft, thanks to her mistress' amazing tits, Robin couldn't focus on anything besides the fantasy consuming her mind. To live her life, constantly horny and arousing, dripping and erect with such a painful need to cum was pure heaven to her. Maybe, just maybe, she would be allowed a yearly milking session and be slowly drained without the slightest hint of relief; a life of constant frustration, intense sexual torment and only getting to ejaculate through slow, meticulously ruined orgasms. "Mmmmmph!" Robin moaned loudly as she was forced into another hard edge.
Nami stopped in her tracks as soon as she could feel the veiny length between her tits begin to jerk and pump. She groaned with and aroused glee as she watched the cock-head leak almost constantly throughout the entire edge. Without even thinking about it, Nami stuck her tongue out and gently tickled Robin's frenulum with her wriggling, wet tip, stealing a few tastes of the delicious precum here and there. As expected, this drove Robin absolutely crazy and kept her edge going for much, much longer than initially intended.
Grunting and heaving, intoxicated from the seemingly endless edge, Robin's will snapped and she instinctively began to thrust her cock back and forth between the firm breasts. Unfortunately, due to her bonds, she barely managed to cover any distance during her desperate attempts to ejaculate. At best she would nudge forward a single inch between pulling back, prodding the same area over and over, seizing what little pleasure she could find. Robin could hear the pleased chuckles, the small, teasing comments about her desperate behavior and the sadistic encouragement coming from her mistress as she continued her fruitless assault.
"Aren't you a conflicted little creature…? Can't seem to decide what you want more…"
Robin felt her orgasm approach once more, albeit at a painfully slow pace. At the same time, Nami was inched herself closer, digging her knees and legs underneath Robin's rear, lifting her upwards and pushing her body together. It wasn't until a few moments later when she accidentally flexed her tongue that she realized what Nami was up to.
"That's right, slut, lick your own cock for me, like a good girl…"
A small moment of confusion overtook Robin as her mind began to process the mixture of pleasure and the lingering taste of cock on her tongue. It was such an odd experience, and despite all the colorful moments of sexual indulgence that she had shared with her lover, or even alone, Robin had never tried this before, nor even entertained the idea of it; why would she suck her own cock when she had Nami who could do it for her? Yet, here she was, reaching out for a second taste and letting her perverted depravities loose without a second thought.
Robin eagerly lapped all over her drooling cock-head, swirling her tongue and tasting as much of herself as she could. Unlike the meaningless quest for relief between the pair of tits that still pressed against her, her modest tongue-job was far more potent at pushing her over the edge. But, even with the unbearable need for torment, Robin couldn't stop herself anymore; her body moved on its own, as if possessed.
Delighted with her slave's enthusiasm, Nami slowly moved forward some more, forcing even more cock inside of Robin's hungry mouth. She watched as her toy began to bob her head back and forth, eagerly fellating, to the extent of her ability, her throbbing member. The wet, lewd and slurping noises were so erotic, so enticing, that she couldn't help herself any longer. Nami raised herself and wrapped her hands around Robin's shaft and stroked hard and fast.
"Mmmmmpph!" Robin gasped loudly as her testicles pulled into her groin and began to pump with such an incredible force.
"Cum, you whore!"
Shaking and trembling, Robin felt the thick stream of boiling cum coursed through her cock until it exploded out of her bulbous cock-head which rested neatly against the opening to her throat. She moaned at the top of her lungs as Nami forced her to cum, but her lewd noises were quickly muffled by the constant stream of ejaculate flooding into her hungry gullet. Robin came so hard that large ropes of sperm exploded out of her nose and mouth, plastering both Nami's hands and her own member.
Seeing all the thick liquid fly out from both nose and mouth, almost feeling the cock bulge with every load pushing through the shaft, within her tight grip, made her so fucking horny. Her pussy was dripping and her own, throbbing member jerked and strained with need; she didn't care, though, all her attention was locked onto the marvelous, spurting meat below her. Pumping even harder and faster, Nami continued to milk her slave, forcing more and more semen out of the monstrous and veiny appendage.
Feeling her eyes begin to roll into the back of her head, Robin struggled keeping herself conscious from the overwhelming and crackling pleasure assaulting her entire body. Her brain was on fire, overloaded by sharpened senses due to her bonds and sensory deprivation; her cock and balls pumped continuously without rest and her ignored pussy was swollen and wet. She gagged and coughed as her seed kept pouring into her stomach, tickling the soft, sensitive flesh of her throat.
A few moments later, once Nami had released her cock from her tight grip and once her testicles were completely drained, Robin felt a relaxing and soothing relief wash over her tired body, pulling her into a soft, pleasant comfort. Due to her exertion, and weakness from the seastone items, she could have easily fallen asleep then and there. However, Nami refused to let her slave rest for too long; her hand had quickly found its place around the semi-erect, sensitive and cum-covered cock and begun to stroke.
"Aaaaahhh…" Robin groaned as she tried to wriggle herself away from the aggressive woman; every squeeze and stroke forced such a strong and sharp pleasure to shoot throughout her cock. For Robin, this was too much for her to handle, at least so soon after cumming.
"Haha…" Nami chuckled sadistically as she watched her toy wriggle so frantically. "You thought I was going to keep edging you? No… You would just find that enjoyable, and that wouldn't be much of a punishment, would it?" Instead, I will show you what true torture is like…"