And the usual chaos stays gone as I allow her and my brothers to move my malleable body back so I’m on my hands and knees again.
The sharp, constant sting of the clips on my straining dick are enough pain to satisfy whatever that primal need to be punished is. And if ever my conscious mind tries to loop back in, it’s like Hope is so perfectly in tune with my body—because she just yanks hard on my balls again. Which snaps my brain back out of commission.
The pain is so freeing.
Then just when the pain goes a little numb and I start to resurface, something cold closes around my balls. Now on my hands and knees, I look down my body only to see that my ever resourceful Hope has my balls crushed between a—holy shit—it’s a nutcracker.
I huff out a laugh but that’s all I’m capable of as she squeezes it. The pressure is so fucking deliciously intense my mind slips free again.
In fact, my brain finally goes all the way fuzzy with bliss and pain. It’s like this heady warm buzz settles around my skull as I drop down deep into my body.
“That’s my good boy,” Hope murmurs, running a hand softly over my ass.
And for the first time in my entire fucking life, I can do nothing else but believe it. She’s broken through every barrier.
“Now you’re going to take everything I give you,” she commands.
I nod. Yes. Obviously. My body is hers to command.
When I feel two of her little fingers probing my asshole, my first inclination is to clench. She pulls back and smacks my ass. Which makes the pins all along my cock and my balls still in the vise of the nutcracker vibrate.
“Open for me.”
I breathe out and my asshole instantly relaxes. Instinctually my body follows her orders.
When her two fingers come back, they don’t meet any resistance this time.
My mouth drops open as they begin rubbing rhythmically inside the bottom of my hole. Her fingers are confident and nurturing even, as she starts to massage me. Both relaxing and loosening me as she slips her little fingers in farther.
And oh God—
I suck in a quick breath. Because I can quickly feel where she’s going with this. Even though no one’s ever done it to me before, of course I’ve heard of prostate massage. I just didn’t know—
I groan unconsciously. Hope has tapped right into the most vulnerable beast inside me.
There’s a reason I only watched from the sidelines for the longest time.
Laying myself open like this… allowing the vulnerability of human touch—
She finds that spot inside me. And she doesn’t take it easy. She massages down hard and I groan again, a noise that goes from low to high.
So good. It feels so good.
“Don’t come. Not yet,” she orders. “Not till I say so.” Her other hand on the nutcracker squeezes harder.
My arms start to shake. The pain is nothing. The torture is in trying not to come. But I’m so entranced by her, there’s no fucking way I’ll let myself. I’ve been a coward so much of my life. But I’m determined to be a better man. For her. For myself.
New life is possible.
Everything is suddenly possible.
My beautiful one is merciful and doesn’t make me wait long. “Release his cock,” she says. “One by one. Slowly.”
My eyes are closed, lost in a different dimension, so I can only assume it’s one of my brothers who follows her directions. I do feel the clothespins start to release their stinging grip on my cock.
Feeling rushes back in and I gasp, my body jerking as they’re taken off, one by one. When they’re all gone, my cock bobs angrily between my legs.
Finally, Hope releases my balls from the nutcracker and they strain hard, so full of cum.
Still I hold back, straining my neck.
Hope caresses a hand down my spine. “What a good, good boy,” she murmurs.
Then she reaches between my legs and grabs my huge, stiff cock. “Now it’s my turn to milk you. You can come at your pleasure. But just remember, the sooner you come, the sooner it’s over.”
I groan at her words. The old me would have come instantly, but her words make me want to hold off even longer. Even if it’s just a few extra moments.
Especially when her fingers rub down hard on that spot in my ass that she’s really learned the shape of now feels So. Fucking. Good.
Especially with her other hand that she obviously lubed is running smoothly but firmly up and down my cock.
With her from behind like that, God, it really is like she’s milking me. Like I’m just a beast in a stall and her fingers are in my ass to get the most milk out of me possible—
“Oh fuck!” I shout, and then cum explodes from my balls, shooting out my cock in a fierce fountain.