Call it a hunch.
“You’re going to love these weighted nipple clamps, Tala. Aren’t they so pretty? They will look amazing, decorating your nipples.”
Someone was breathing heavy, and it wasn’t Gene. He’d cum twice now, and his captive Tala was teetering because there was no way he wouldn’t cum.
“I won’t last long,” he admitted.
That was the point of this.
Without a word, Gene put the first one on Ethan, and his whole body bucked in pleasure.
“I’m going to cum,” Ethan whispered. “I can’t hold on. Please, Daddy,” he begged. “Let me cum.”
Gene wasn’t having it.
This was day one of the sexy fantasy playing out in his head, and he was going to make it a reality.
Bet.
On.
It.
He was to the point.
“No, Tala. If you cum, I’ll leave you sit out here all day. You will be found in this position, and I don’t care who sees your body. We’ve discussed the punishment for disobedience, have we not?”
That turned Ethan on even more.
His man was playing to all of his fantasies and kinks. He liked when Gene threatened to fuck him in public. Why it got him wild, he had no clue, but it did.
His body still bucked, especially when Gene grabbed his other nipple and added the tight clamp.
“Oh, holy fuck,” he whispered, struggling to hold on. His balls ached so much that he knew if the wind blew, he’d cum.
He was on the edge, staring down intoDisobedience Canyon.
“Look at my captive Tala,” Gene said, running his hands up and down the man’s flesh to exacerbate the situation. “He looks so horny.”
Oh, and Ethan was.
He’d never wanted to cum more than he did in that moment. It was taking every ounce of control he had to hold on, and he barely was.
As Gene tormented him, Ethan knew he couldn’t hold on much longer. He was stroking his erection, and his nipples were tightly clamped.
He was going to explode.
“Please,” he begged. “I’m going to cum,” he stated.
Well, in that case, he wanted the man to really cum.
Undoing his wrists, he stood him up, and Gene sat down. He made Ethan straddle the chair to face the water. Behind him, the belts dangled from his wrists, and made handy leashes for Gene so he couldn't move his arms.
Then, Gene held his dick still.
With his free hand, he poured the pina colada lube all over his erection, and he knew Ethan was staring down at it, willing his body to be pulled down and taken.
“Oh, Tala,” he said, enjoying the view. “Tell me how badly you want to ride my cock,” he said.
