The Chronicles of SuperPeen- Part 3

 Did he want some chocolate?

 Breathing hard he begged for me to just get back to pleasuring him

...but I wanted to check my messages on Facebook. So I watched him writhe against the bonds and try to yank them off but only succeeding in tightening them. I watched him writhe until the monster in his knickers calmed enough for me to raise it again. 

I was on him like a rash again, nibbling his earlobe, tweaking his nipples and dry grinding his pelvis. I went to work simulating all the things I know he was craving and not removing a single inch of my own clothing. I firmly grasped the elastic of his boxers and dug my nails suggestively along the waistband. He literally jumped off the bed from the midsection. 

As quickly as I had tugged, I let go and got off the bed again.

'are you sure you don't want some chocolate papi?'

The bellowed response was

' I don't fucking eat chocolate (which I knew) but if it will make you come back to bed I will, give it to me'

 So I obliged him…

And within five minutes as I leaned on the commode and checked my Facebook again, the runs the pasta had threatened to inspire were coupling with the chocolate and producing the loudest belly sounds and his D was withering again and the door was still locked. The key was firmly in my bra where he couldn’t reach because his hands were tied.

Plus the prospect of getting laid was far too much for him to even consider a recess to deal with his gut. I got back to it and stuck a finger in his mouth as I used the other hand to pull down his undies. 

Down,down,down they came and I firmly grasped his throbbing member and ran up and down it once or twice. His shuddering would have gone as far as a full blown orgasm had I not brusquely grabbed his balls and squeezed cruelly. He yelped helplessly and I looked him deep in the eyes and asked if it was painful, he only conceded slight discomfort and I stuck my wet finger in his ear as I rose up again and placed my pelvis on his and reached for my phone again.

I bounced up and down as I checked if my friend was awake and told her to dial my number in ten minutes via sms. I continued to tease my subject as he was now begging for one hand to be untied so that he could just touch me. I played around a bit more until the phone rang. I left him tied up and took a walk to my friend’s room and we rolled on the floor laughing but crying at the fact that we had no HD camera to record this with. I returned with tears in my eyes and explained that we had just received some bad news hence the tears.

 It was well past 22:30 by now.

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