“You better not fucking come, Link! I swear to God! If you fucking come, you will never see me again!”
And as this cruel woman says this, she sinks back even further onto me, my dick almost fully going in, the mushroom tip almost completely inside her.
“Nnn-no, oh God no please. It's not fair please,” my voice whines like a whimpering pup, because I’m about to lose control, this is impossible. There’s no way I can stop it.
My body starts to relax, accepting that I’ve lost the battle.
But she slaps my face and scrunches my balls again, causing me to buckle forward in pain. Her hand finds my throat again,shoving me back onto the bed. The dull and yet sharp ache in my stomach from my balls being crushed radiates outward, and the weirdest thing happens.
Even though my orgasm staves off a little, and my body shakes uncontrollably to the point where even my breathing stutters, I’m still monumentally horny.
This time, Gabby sits down on the underside of my dick again, sandwiching it between us as she rubs her wetness over it. Not even five seconds of this and my orgasm doubles back, desperate throughanymeans necessary to escape.
Iknowthere’s a thick load behind all of this punishment. My cock throbs to the beat of my heart as I try to hold my breath, my fists held tight and resting on Gabrielle’s thighs.
There’s an annoying and jarring noise.
Dammit. My phone is ringing.
“Fuck!” I yell out. “I’m so sorry,” I whimper, reaching over to my right.
“What does this bitch want?” I say angrily.
“Let me guess,” Gabby says, easing off me and flipping onto her right side, elbow tucked under her as she cradles her head, eyes fixed on mine.
“It’s something about work. Sarah says the boss needs me to review something.”
“OnChristmas?” Gabby asks incredulously.
“Fuckthem. They don't matter,” I say hungrily, climbing on top of her, kissing her neck, kissing her mouth, but Gabby slowly pushes me away with her foot.
“You don't get to touch me. What the hell do you think this is?Iget to touch you.”
“Babyplease,” I beg.
“I said fuckingno. What's the matter? What I want doesn't matter to you?”
“No… ”
“No???”
“No I mean it does… I…” A defeated sigh breezes right out of my lungs.
Gabby pushes me back onto my back once again, teasing me, pushing her finger inside herself with one finger, and using that same finger to push down my throat, causing me to gag.
“What’s the matter Lincoln?” she asks, toying with me as she dips her finger back inside herself and then down my throat again. Her right hand commands me while her left starts stroking me fast.
A lusty and choked growl escapes me with each fast stroke of her hand, calling my climax back to the surface once again. My sack draws tight into my body, the drone of my pleasure-filled voice accompanied by my eyes becoming glassy, as I become helpless to the inevitable.
Ineedto come. And I’m going… I’m… oh shit.
The same left hand that was stroking me suddenly starts slapping me right in my balls over and over again, a sharp sound coupled with the pain coursing through my belly, mixing with the overwhelming pleasure of my impending release.
“I told you not to fucking come Lincoln! Didn't I!?”
She squeezes my balls again, causing me to cry out in pain. She holds them there, still scrunched in her fist, as we both watch the tip of my cock, a small white bead forming right at the opening.
“Go ahead. Come. I fuckingdareyou,” she threatens, my cock throbbing, red with zeal and agony from the abuse.
