Holy shit.Between her going to town with her hot, wet mouth and the stimulation of his prostate, he wasn’t going to last long.
Hell, he wasn’t going to last, period.
One Mississippi, two Mississippi…
Hold up. Why did he care how long he lasted? He had no reason to hold out.
Instead, he cleared his mind and let her do her thing. Consequences be damned.
While gently kneading his still stinging balls, she swallowed his length all the way to the back of her throat, sucking while stroking the underside with her tongue.
Between her magical fingers and blowjob skills, she was soon going to get a mouthful. With the gag, he had no way to warn her, so he would simply let nature take its course. She was fully aware of what she was doing to him and what the end result would be.
He thrust into her mouth one more time and tensed as his cum exploded from him. Hope didn’t even attempt to pull free. Instead, she sucked him harder and deeper, drawing every drop from him until he was completely drained.
She needed to stop overstimulating his prostate because it was quickly going from ecstasy to torture.Realtorture. Not the pleasurable, playful kind.
His cock slipped from her mouth at the same time she removed her fingers and moved away.
With the blindfold, he might not be able to see her, but he could still picture in his mind what she looked like by the memory of how she appeared the last time she sucked him off.
She had looked sexy as hell with her messy hair, flushed face, glossy lips, and heated eyes. Not to mention the satisfaction on her face.
Though, guaranteed he was more satisfied right now than she was.
He’d had some really bad head in the past, but Hope did not fall into that category. Not even close.
A rustling sound, then the water running in the tiny attached bathroom meant that Hope was most likely cleaning up. A few minutes later, he felt her heat as she stopped in front of him. His first thought was,“Oh boy, what’s next?”He sighed in relief when she finally removed the ball gag.
“I’m going to release you, Handsome, but leave the blindfold in place for now. I’m debating what I want to do with it.”
Could he still even form words? Did his mouth still function? He worked his stiff jaw around. It was easier to nod, instead.
Once she freed him from the stockade, it took him a few moments to be able to stand straight. After being bent over like that, his back was killing him. It was a good excuse to book an appointment at Nirvana.
As for now, he was still coming down from his own slice of nirvana.
With his energy drained and feeling like a limp dish rag, all he wanted to do was take a nap, but doubted that was what Hope had in mind.
When he heard the leash being unclipped from his nipple clamps, he expected those to go next.
But no.
Hope tugged on the shorter chain connecting them and in a husky voice said, “This way, Handsome.”
He followed like an obedient dog as she led him over to the small bed in the corner. The one with restraint hoops at all four corners of the metal bed frame.
Was she planning on tying him up there, too? Their time in the room had to be running out.
“Get on the bed and on your back, Handsome.”
“How much time do we have left? I don’t want to piss off my bosses by hogging the room and?—”
She cut him off with, “This isn’t going to take long at all. You’re wasting time, Handsome. Chop. Chop.”
Chop? Chop?Cam swallowed his chuckle since he certainly didn’t want to bepunishedfor laughing at her choice of words.
Once she released the chain, she placed his hands on the bed so he could find the edge and climb on. With the way his poor back was aching, it would be a relief to lie flat.
