The Game Ch. 04

L- pursed her lips as tightly as she could. He could use this infernal device to pull her towards him, to turn her on, but he couldn't make her suck him. Paul released his cock from his shorts, throbbing as hard as it ever had inches from her face, and pressed down on the lever. Her reaction was immediate, as the nipples were extended and the wand found home nestled against her clit, but she managed to keep her mouth closed as her face was forced to rub against his shaft. Paul laughed at her struggles, and releasing the pedal moved back in his chair and reached for one more item on the desk.

"Still not working huh?" he asked, kneeling down beneath the tabletop, he smiled and whispered conspiratorially to her "..I kind of hoped that would be the case. Open!" he commanded, giving her cheek a light slap. L- still refused, until Paul took a handful of her hair and pulled harshly until she relented, allowing him to slip a large ring gag into her mouth. The gag stretched her mouth to its limits, and L- mewled through it, shaking her head from side to side in a last act of defiance. However, as Paul settled back in his chair and rested his foot against the pedal, she knew that resistance was futile. As L-'s body was dragged forward, Paul held firm to her hair to ensure her mouth was guided directly over his cock. There was little more she could do than to try and enjoy the feel of the wand against her pussy and the feeling of the dildo inside her, as her mouth slowly enveloped the length of his shaft until the head rested at the back of her throat, cutting off her air supply. L- began to squirm uncomfortably as she choked on Paul's dick, her contortions serving only to yank painfully on her nipples, and cause her pussy to grind against the two toys nestled between her legs. As tears began to fill her eyes she looked up at Paul, entreating him for mercy, but his face was simply a mask of cruel triumph. Slowly, he released the pedal and allowed his shaft to withdraw from her throat sufficiently for her to draw breath, but not completely removing it from her mouth. L- gasped with relief, drawing in ragged breaths around his cock, but also whimpered as the wand was temporarily removed from its sweet spot between her legs.

"Good pet" he said tenderly, beaming down at her with sincere admiration, "good little fucktoy. Let's go again, blink when you need to breathe."

Before she could make any motion to object, his foot was pressing down on the pedal again, and she was once more met with the mixed sensation of having the dildo push deeper into her pussy until the wand found it's mark, her nipples painfully tugged forward, and Paul's thick hot shaft entering her throat. He proceeded to guide her head in a bobbing motion, making use of the limited freedom of movement the position afforded, until both the sensations and the sight of his helpless captive caused him to groan in ecstasy. L- began rapidly blinking, and Paul eased off the pedal once again.

"Good girl L-" he said breathlessly. "Such a great little cock-sucking machine. Keep licking now while it is in your mouth"

L- obeyed eagerly; even without the wand directly against her, the vibration of the dildo buried within her was driving her crazy. Her position was helpless, and she knew it; Knew Paul wouldn't relent until he was finished with her, but GOD if he would just make her cum!

Paul continued this process several times; testing the limits of how long L- could last without air as he cut her off with his cock, and each time giving her a taste of the blend of pure ecstasy from the wand, and pure agony from the clamps. It wasn't until the 5^th repetition that he offered her the chance to continue without the ring-gag. L- practically screamed her assent around his cock, which Paul revelled in, drunk with power, before he began to toy with her further by fully stepping on the pedal and releasing in quick succession. Her whole body rocked with the motion, and she was forced to take him into her mouth in long deliberate strokes.

"Are. You. Sure?" he asked, punctuating each word with another step on the pedal, relishing the control over his pet. "You. Want. To. Suck. Bitch?"

"Mmmgfh! Ack! Ye- Ack! Thr!" She mustered her response between thrusts. Chuckling, Paul reached down and unclipped the ring gag, and as she took a moment to stretch out her jaw, he brought his hand between her legs and clicked the wand up a notch. L- was given barely a moment to adjust to the increase in power before her mouth was brought down again to envelope his cock, but now unrestrained she was able to suck properly, and Paul was persuaded to avoid pressing down too hard by the expert blowjob she was providing. L- had given over fully to the situation now, and was sucking with wild abandon as the vibrator teased her clit and the dildo buzzed fiercely inside her cunt. Paul was gripping tightly into the arms of his desk chair, his whole body tensed as he focused on holding on to the feeling of L-'s warm inviting mouth and darting tongue; to make it last as long as possible. The sensations caused him to throw his head back involuntarily, and as L- looked up at the unbridled ecstasy on his face she couldn't help but feel awash with pride at her ability to pleasure him, and this one vestige of control she maintained. Paul's breathing became more erratic as he approached his climax, and his words came out almost as pained cries.

"Yes!..yes that's it L-..that's it you..good.. little.. slut..FUCK! Fuck that feels so good! Yes..keep sucking..you dirty little fucktoy.. oh God..here it comes L-..deep breath"

L- sucked air into her lungs through her nose quickly before Paul pressed down hard on the pedal; her nipples were yanked forward painfully and the dildo and wand slammed into her pussy, allowing her to grind against them as Paul's cock erupted in her mouth, and his salty cum was spurted deep into her throat. L- swallowed obediently (as if she had any other option) but quickly began to thrash and moan around his cock as the need for air intensified, and the effects of the toys brought her closer to the edge herself. Paul released the pedal, and relief washed over L- as she gasped for breath, even as disappointment filled her that the wand was removed from her clit.

"Oh God. That was amazing L-. Amazing. Good girl" Paul lavished praise upon L-, stroking her hair as she continued to suck the last drops of cum from his cock, before he tucked himself away and moved the chair back to kneel in front of his captive under the desk. Her nipple chain was unhooked from the front of the device, and L- immediately took the opportunity to squat back down on the pleasurable side of the board, to feel the dildo press deep into her cunt and the vibrator continue working its magic, without the torment of the clamps pulling so fiercely on her tits.

"Oh, thank you Sir" L- breathed, wantonly grinding against the two toys. "Please Sir, please can I cum?"

"Aw, you want me to turn this up to full power, Bitch?" Paul's cruel tone slowly returning, as he brought his hand to the controls of the wand.

"Yes Sir, please. Please let me cum!"

Paul held his hand on the controls for a few moments, savouring the pure lust in L-'s eyes as she writhed on the plastic phallus like a bitch in heat, before looking in her eyes and calmly replying...

"No", switching off the wand as L- moaned in despair. "No, I don't think so L-. I told you, you were my toy today remember. You wouldn't expect your toys here to get pleasure would you?"

"Please Sir! Please! I'm so close!" L- begged helplessly, but Paul's resolve was unwavering, and tears of frustration began to fill her eyes. He held her body to his as a single droplet brimmed over, cradling her head and gently brushing her hair. Despite how sadistic this denial felt, his voice was filled with compassion.

"I'm sorry L-," he said, wiping the tear from her cheek, "you have been good. Great even. That felt fantastic. I promise you will get a reward for it soon, but I just need you to be strong and stay on edge a little while longer for me. You can do that, can't you?"

Paul's comforting caresses and his reassuring tone, coupled with the prospect of sexual release, helped L- to regain her composure. With a last sniffle she whispered "Yes Sir," before looking into his eyes and saying, with a wry smile, "You really are a bastard, sometimes"

Chuckling, Paul replied "I know, sweetheart. Like right about now.." L- grimaced in pain as Paul removed the clover clamps from her tits, and then let out a full cry of anguish as he began to gently massage her nipples as the blood returned to them. Paul carefully lifted L- from under the desk while protecting her head from its surface, and she was left with a hollow feeling as the hard plastic phallus slipped out of her pussy. Standing nude and cuffed in front of Paul, he bent down and gave her an affectionate peck on the cheek while he held her still at the shoulders, allowing the heat between her legs to further subside and bring her back down to Earth. "Good girl." He said, beaming down at her "Really, well done L-. Let's get you dressed, and go for a nice walk through the park. I'm taking you for lunch. Would you like that?"

*I know what I would really like* L- thought, but knew that this was a rhetorical question. With a deep breath, she looked him in the eyes and replied with a steady "Yes, Sir".

"Good girl," he replied, stepping in to remove the cuffs from her wrists and cupping her buttocks as he did so. "Now come on, let's get my toy ready to go out" and with a playful slap on her ass, he led her towards the wardrobe.