An Edging Game
…..It was exactly 10.30am, right on time when we spotted our mark parking his car. He sat for a few moments before deciding to get out. He looked about furtively trying not to look suspicious or hoping nobody could spot what was about to happen, although nobody did. After checking his doors were locked he began to walk away and headed to the exit road which was a single lane that was one way only. There were tall trees either side lining the road which prevented the light getting through making it quite dreary. He walked on, looking behind him every few moments. A green car drove up behind him so he stood to the side to let it pass. Little did he know, he was almost there, at our ‘pick up’ point. I hid down a small gully behind a fallen tree whilst the driver and Trixy turned on the engine and began to head to where I would jump out. 10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1….the mark had reached our ‘pick up’ point. There was no going back. I ran at him from my stake out point, the car appeared to the side of him, up went the boot. I bagged his head in a pillow case and he was pushed into the boot of the car and we sped off. It took all of a few seconds.
The back seat was half down so I could sit beside him and tie his wrists. His heat pounded in his chest as he shouted “Where are you taking me?”. We fell silent to keep up with the suspense. I reached down to check his person and low and behold, I found a hard bulge in his pants which I promptly unzipped and pulled out, tying it tightly in a piece of rope. Within fifteen minutes we reached the drop off. The driver reversed the car in to the drive and opened the boot. “Get out” he barked. He slowly edged out and sat on the edge of the boot to steady himself. “Stand up” I told him and pulled the rope attached to his wrist. He stood and wobbled, disorientated in his surroundings, his head still covered. We marched him to a room and sat him on a chair where he was tied and left for a while.
As short while after Trixy and I returned. We circled him, his heart still pounding with excitement. We pulled the pillow case from his head so he could see us. He squinted as his eyes adjusted to the light. “Where am I?” he asked. “I ask the questions, You answer them” was my short and to the point reply.
We untied him from the chair in order to strip him naked. He attempted to struggle for a moment then relaxed, he could tell all attempts at getting away were futile. He was overpowered by two women, and he liked it. His clothes were removed and hidden from him, and he stood before us naked.
His cock was as stiff as a piece of board and his balls tight and retracted. I attached some clamps to his nipples and led him by them. He scurried behind me as his flesh ached with the tension as I pulled. “Agh, oohh ahh” he groaned. “Lay there” I pointed to a bondage bed. He climbed on and lay back where we secured him tightly.
His cock had remained hard and there was no sign it was going away any time soon. We decided to have a little fun with our captive and we began to torment him. “Lets play tag with his cock and play an edging game” I said to my accomplice who nodded her head in agreement.
With his legs restrained apart it wasn’t hard to reach between them and probe him with a small toy. He tried his best to wriggle as if to fight off what was happening but we could tell he was gagging to be used by us. As if his cock wasn’t a sure indication his moans and whispers were. Trixy’s hand was wrapped around his throbbing shaft, and as she slowly worked her grip up and down, trying to avoid the bulging head which by now was glistening in the low lights with his pre cum. His head rocked gently from side to side in delirious confusion and excitement. We took it in turns to play and torment his cock and stroked his balls. I pulled a lace from a hook and wrapped it around his balls pulling it tightly.
Ties and Denied….
His cock twitched so hard it pulled away from Trixy’s hand. I stroked his balls and took hold of his cock, “My turn”. His shaft was ridged and I could tell it was on a knifes edge. Once false move and we would have an explosion of spunk. That wasn’t going to happen, not yet anyway. Trixy made herself useful by sitting on his face, a move we would nearly regret. She placed a cock gag in to his mouth, for two reasons, one to keep him quiet and two so Trixy could make use of him and satisfy herself at the same time. As she stood above him the sight almost made him cum. She lowered herself onto the cock gag and began to gyrate gently.
I sat between his legs and slipped a gloved finger in to his hole, hitting his prostate right on target. My other hand massaging his manhood. After a short time Trixy stood up and turned around in order to take her turn with our little edging game. Sliding herself back onto the cock gag she leaned forward and slid her small hands over the head of his cock. He squealed from behind the gag, an indication he was getting close. “Naughty boy” I snapped and as Trixy pulled her hands away from his exited cock I gave it a little slap, “Calm it down” I said. He jumped not expecting the slap but it helped to throw him off his stroke. We were having fun and the more frustrated he became the more fun we derived from his frustration.
We now had him suspended in the upright position and our edging game was in full throws. He had a ball gag in his mouth as it was all we could do to keep him quiet. I took my turn then Trixy took her’s, it was then we heard a knock at the door and in walked Kitten. I though I might join you…..
His eyes lit up as Kitten removed her coat revealing….eeerrrr not much really but a tiny small fishnet dress and nothing else. His eyes transfixed on her bare breasts. Kitten approached him and looked at both Trixy and I, “My turn?” she asked….”Be my guest” I answered.
Kitten looked deep in to his eyes and whispered “Your cock belongs to us and we are going to take your spunk”. He jerked in the suspension harness. “Sssssshhhh, be still” whispered Kitten. She looked my way and nodded for me to lower him down a little. He was now face to face with us. Kitten reached up towards his head and pulled it into her ample bosom “Suck” she demanded. He buried his head between her breasts and nuzzled her hard nipples “Good boy” she whispered. All the while his cock was still being tormented and edged.
The out cum….edging game
Kitten continued to whisper to him “If you squirt now you might get your spunk all over me, you’d have to lick it off if you did”. We all looked at each other, the time had come to relieve our captive. As I began to build him up, Kitten lowered herself to her knees all the while holding his gaze. She rubber her breasts and made cooing sounds to encourage him. “Cum on my tits” she insisted. That was it! that was all it needed, those few words were all it took and his volcano erupted all over Kittens breasts. Squirt squirt squirt there was no end to the shower of spunk. Kitten the stood up to face him “You know what you have to do do now don’t you!”.