She knew she'd really been pushing him hard the last few days. Teasing. Edging. Taunting. Flaunting how intensely pleasurable her orgasms were by making him watch while his cock wept in its cage.
He'd reached the point that even innocent gestures like trailing her fingers along the back of his neck could provoke little whimpers of need from him...
Soft whispers in his ear could have his eyes glazing over with longing...
A soft, sensual kiss could leave him gazing at her, weakly pleading, "Please???...", as if unsure what he was even begging for.
She realized he seemed to even be trying to avoid her around the house, finding reasons to be in another room as if simply being in her presence was more than he could bear.
It was sweet. It was adorable. And it was so wonderfully hot. She felt like a powerful sexual goddess, like her sensual allure was more than a mortal male could bear.
There was a side of her that wanted nothing more than to soothe and comfort him, easing his unbearable longing. But yet, there was another side of her that loved this feeling so much, loved seeing him this way so much, that all she wanted was to take him deeper.
And that was when she thought to herself, "Maybe I can do both?"
So she slowly approached him, loving the intimidated look on his face as she neared him. Gently, she pressed her curves against him, wound her arms around his neck, and sympathetically purred, "Sweetheart, you're an absolute mess, aren't you? You're so pent-up, so desperate... your poor cock, it must be miserable. Would you like me to give it a little break from your cage and let it out for a while?"
At first the look of relief on his face was absolutely adorable, but then it suddenly changed to one that was confused and conflicted. She smiled knowingly, adding, "Honey, I'm not going to tease it, I'm just going to let it out for a little while, that's all. I won't even touch it, I promise."
Now, the look of relief had returned to his face and he quickly agreed, "Yesss, thank you so much!"
Smiling sweetly, she instructed, "C'mon baby, come with me," and led him into their bedroom. In no time he'd removed his clothes, laid down on the bed, and spread his limbs toward the corners... well aware of her simple, yet life altering rule that his cock would never again be free from its prison unless he was securely restrained in some manner.
True to her word, she unlocked his cage and removed it, setting it free for the first time in days. She snuggled into him innocently, smiling at his sigh of relief and the sight of his cock gently swelling.
"Does that feel good, baby?," she cooed. "Does it feel nice to not be trapped?"
"Yesss, thank you so much," he groaned appreciatively.
"You're welcome honey," she smiled. "I'm glad you're enjoying it."
For several minutes she just laid next to him, enjoying their closeness, her hand resting on him to feel his heartbeat and the rise and fall of his chest.
But then she sat up and began slowly peeling her shirt off over her head. Watching her, he warily asked, "Baby? W-what are you doing?"
"Just taking of my shirt, honey," she replied calmly. Once that was casually tossed aside she reached behind herself, unclasped her bra, and began slowly peeling that off as well.
"Baby??," he repeated, his voice more worried.
"...and my bra," she added nonchalantly, tossing it aside as well.
"Oh goddd...," he groaned, his eyes glued to the way she was now teasingly holding her soft, alluring breasts. Cupping them. Lifting them. Circling her nipples.
"...it's just that my tits get so excited when I see you like this... all tied down... helpless... your cock starting to get excited... you know that, honey," she explained calmly. "You don't mind if I touch them, do you?"
She fought back a smirk at his whimper. She knew this man and was well aware that her tits were his kryptonite. From the first time they went out she realized she could use them to get anything she wanted from him.
It was so hot watching him, realizing he was fighting with every fiber of his being to look away but he had no prayer of resisting his desire to look at them.
In a sweet, innocent voice she cooed, "I know how much you love them, honey. Do you want to suck them? Do you want them in your mouth? You can if you want..."
This time she chuckled as he turned his head away, weakly responding, "N-no, that's ok... thank you though."
Smirking, she not only gently turned his head back toward her, but also leaned over him so she could lightly drag her breasts back and forth across his face.
"Are you sure, baby?," she whispered. "They're right there, you can have them..."
Well aware of what would happen to him if he gave in to them he whimpered, "No.... please no...," as if pleading with her to take them away.
"Aww, no? Are you sure?," she cooed with a pout in her voice. "Sweetie, then just open up... at least let me slip it inside your mouth..."
"Oh goddd...," he groaned.
Chuckling wickedly, in a more authoritative voice she ordered, "Do it baby, open your mouth..."
When he complied, she seductively purred, "Good boy," and slowly began pressing more and more of her breast into his mouth, filling it with more and more of her warm, soft tit.
In a soft, lust filled voice she moaned, "Oh god baby, I feel my nipple pressing against your tongue... it feels so good..."
She felt a rush of pure lust at his tormented whimper and purred, "Baby, you don't have to torture yourself like this... go ahead... you can suck it if you want... you're allowed... don't you want to taste my nipple?"
That was it. He broke. Immediately he began sucking so needily, so hungrily, so desperately that she gasped and her eyes rolled back with pleasure.
Reaching down, she tugged him closer while at the same time leaning down even more, virtually now making him a prisoner to her breasts, enveloping him in softness.
She glanced down his body, chuckling triumphantly at the way his untouched cock began stiffening even more. Swelling. Beginning to point skyward.
"That's it baby, just like that," she urged sweetly. "Suck them sweetheart, you love them so much, don't you?"
Within moments not only was his agonizingly hard cock now weeping tears of precum and quivering as if pleading for attention, but his hips were now writhing and thrusting as if desperately searching for something, anything, to come in contact with to ease the maddening frustration in his cock.
And that was when she innocently purred, "Just relax honey, I'm not going to tease it.... I'll leave it alone..."
His muffled whimper of frustration was so anguished, so tormented, she thought he might have been on the verge of his tears. So, in a sweet voice, she fed a little more of her breast into his mouth as she watched the precum slowly drip down the length of his cock.
"Just keep sucking, baby," she cooed. "Don't worry, I'm not going to touch it... I promised, remember?"
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