“Fuck you,” I pant out.
He presses the button again.
This time the vibrations are different, faster, more intense. They hammer against my prostate with brutal accuracy and I cry out, my back bowing off the mattress. The pleasure is almost painful in its intensity, building and building until I’m shaking with it, my thighs trembling, my cock so hard it hurts.
I’m going to come. I’m going to come right now, I can feel it building, cresting—
He stops it again.
“No,” I gasp out. My voice sounds wrecked already, desperate. “No, fuck, please—”
“Please what?” Suha’s tone is too light.
“Please let me—” I cut myself off, biting down on the words. I’m not going to beg. I’m not.
He waits a moment, then shrugs. The vibrations start again, this time in a pulsing pattern that makes me want to scream. On,off, on, off, each pulse hitting my prostate perfectly, dragging me closer and closer to the edge.
I pull against the chains hard enough that the metal cuts into my skin. My hips try to thrust, to get more friction, but the restraints hold me in place. All I can do is lie here and take it, the pleasure building and building until I’m gasping for air, my whole body shaking.
“Almost there?” Suha asks. He sounds mildly curious.
“Yes,” I grit out. “Yes, fuck, I’m—”
The vibrations stop.
I actually scream this time, a frustrated sound that tears out of my throat. My cock is leaking steadily now, a puddle forming on my stomach, and every nerve in my body is screaming for release.
“Interesting,” Suha says. He stands up from the bed and walks over to where one of his guards is standing. They exchange a few quiet words that I can’t hear over the sound of my own breathing.
The guard hands him something. Suha returns to the bed and I see what he’s holding—a cock ring. Black silicone, adjustable, the kind that’s designed to prevent orgasm no matter how badly you need it.
“No,” I say immediately. “No, don’t—”
He ignores me. His fingers are cool against my overheated skin as he wraps the ring around the base of my cock and my balls, adjusting it until it’s tight enough to make me wince. The pressure is instant and uncomfortable, a constant reminder that I’m not going to get what I want.
“There,” Suha says, sitting back down. “Now we can take our time.”
He presses the button on the remote.
The plug comes to life again and this time I know it won’t matter how close I get. The ring will keep me from coming nomatter what. The realization makes something close to panic flutter in my chest because I know what’s coming. I know he’s going to edge me over and over until I break.
The vibrations build slowly this time, starting low and gradually increasing. I can feel my body responding despite knowing it’s pointless, my cock straining against the ring, my hole clenching around the plug. The pleasure builds in waves, each one cresting higher than the last.
When I get close, when my breathing turns to gasps and my muscles lock up, he doesn’t stop the vibrations this time. He just lets them keep going, lets me strain against the ring, trying desperately to come and failing. The pleasure peaks and holds there, suspended, my body screaming for release that won’t come.
After what feels like forever, he finally turns it off. I slump against the mattress, panting, my skin slick with sweat.
“Who sent you?” he asks again.
I shake my head, unable to form words yet.
He presses the button.
This pattern repeats. Over and over. He changes the settings on the plug, experimenting with different intensities and rhythms. Sometimes he brings me to the edge slowly, letting the pleasure build until I’m shaking with it. Sometimes he hits me with intense vibrations that make me scream. Sometimes he pulses it in patterns that feel almost like thrusting, like being fucked.
Every time, the cock ring prevents me from coming. Every time, I’m left straining and desperate and empty.
I lose track of how many times he does it. My throat goes hoarse from screaming and begging. Sweat soaks the sheets beneath me. My wrists and ankles are bleeding where the shackles have cut into my skin from thrashing. My cock is sohard it’s purple, leaking constantly, and the ring feels like it’s cutting off circulation.
