5 comments/ 73357 views/ 21 favorites Teasing Her Ch. 01 By: AJfun Michael had been watching his prey for a couple of months now. He lived on the south side of a large city, and she was a freshman at a college across town. Thanks to friendly chats with her friends, he knew almost everything about her. And now was the time to capture her. Her name was Danielle, or "Dani" as her friends called her. She was 19, medium height, thin and athletic. She had shoulder-length curly black hair and green eyes, and while not exceptionally beautiful, she was certainly attractive. She was perfect for what Michael needed. He was five years older than her, taller with brown hair, and while not hugely buff, he was attractive and had a good body. Today was the day, he thought, the day before spring break began. This school took two weeks off, and Danielle was prepared to take advantage of every minute by skipping class and leaving a day early. She was loading up her car in the campus parking lot when Michael sneaked up behind her and held a cloth over her face. When she stopped struggling, he put her in the car and drove off. He knew she wasn't close with her family; no one would miss her for over two weeks. Perfect. He drove out to the warehouse where he had set things up. It wasn't pretty, but it served his purposes. The warehouse itself was not what interested him; rather, the basement, designed as a fallout shelter, was what he needed. Only one entrance, no doors, a very strong ventilation system... no one would ever know they were there. Danielle slowly woke up, becoming aware that she's ... floating? She struggled but couldn't move, but couldn't feel any ground beneath her either. In fact, she couldn't feel any clothes on her, either. Was she naked? The room is dark. She called out, "Hello?" No answer. She cries a little bit, remembering the attack on her, and waits. A few minutes later, the lights come on. Danielle looks around and realizes she's tied up in some kind of truss, a large metal frame around her, attached to the floor and ceiling. There are cables coming from it attached to cuffs on her hands, knees, ankles, and waist. Her legs are bent and lifted up, as if she were on her back ready for sex, but floating three feet in the air. The cables were so tight that she could barely move an inch in any direction. The room was nondescript concrete, about 400 square feet, with a dirty floor, fluorescent lights on the ceiling, cameras in the corners, and a single door at the far end of the room. There was a cabinet next to her; on it was a large pink vibrator. The door opened, causing Danielle to gasp. In walked Michael, smiling widely and fully dressed. He grinned as he entered, enjoying the spread-wide view. "Hey, who are you? ... You attacked me!" screamed Danielle. "Let me out of here, you son of a bitch!" Michael simply laughed, "Really, what makes you think you can make any demands?" Danielle started to say something but it just came out as a whimper. "Hello, Danielle. I know a lot about you. I'll try to be gentle so you know what is going on. My name is Michael. I have brought you here for some fun. I won't hurt you, I promise you that, you'll just have to trust me. I will let you go soon, when you've fulfilled my demands." Danielle screamed at him, "What the fuck are you talking about you sick freak! Let me go!" and attempted to struggle, which only made Michael chuckle. "You can't get away, haven't you figured that out yet?" Danielle glared at him with pure anger, then cooled a little when she realized he was right, and started to feel very afraid. "... What do you want?" "Obey me. That is all." "What do you want me to do?" "You are a beautiful girl, Dani. Do you know how many guys want to fuck you?" Danielle spits at him, falling far short. "Fuck you!" Michael laughs, "Except you never let them. You've fucked a couple of guys since you got here, but I know you've gotten at least a dozen guys to eat out that sweet pussy without even so much as a handjob for their trouble." Danielle stared, shocked at what he's saying and wondering how he knows it. "I think you should know what you put them through. Here is my demand: That you cum." Danielle's glare instantly softened. "That's it?" "Yes. Cum five times, and I will let you go." "Fucker... fine, make me cum so I can get the hell out of here." Michael laughed long enough to make Danielle ask, "What the fuck is so funny?" "Who said I was going to make you cum? But that's quite mean of me. Let's get started, shall we?" "Fine, just do it." "Do you want to cum?" Danielle jerked for a moment. She glared, then hissed, "Yes." "Yes, what?" "Yes, I want to cum, damn it." "Do you want me to make you cum?" "Well, I can't do it myself!" "Fine, if you don't want me to..." Michael started to leave the room. Danielle panicked. "Wait! OK, fine, make me cum." "Good girl. Now ask me to lick your pussy." Danielle had never begged before, and she did not want to start now, but she finally sighed, "Please lick my pussy." He leaned down and slid his tongue slowly up her pussy, flicking her clit with the tip of his tongue. She didn't feel much, her body so far challenging her desire to cum. He slid a finger into her pussy, watching her face as he licked her clit. He finally saw a small gasp of pleasure. He swirled his finger in her, rubbing against her G-spot, as he sucked on her clit. Danielle was rapidly getting in to the mood, a flush spreading over her face and her B-cup chest. Danielle started rocking her hips as much as she could, which was not much, trying to cum quickly. Michael moved up to suck on one of her breasts as he slid a second finger into her, rubbing her clit with his thumb. She moaned, already feeling like she might cum soon, wondering, why was she so turned on by this? Michael taunted her as he started licking her clit again, "You're enjoying this, aren't you." Danielle moaned "Yess," then was shocked by her response. Why was she responding to this asshole? He continued sucking on Danielle's clit, sliding two fingers into her cunt, feeling it get wetter and squeeze a bit around him. Danielle moaned louder, rocking her hips, getting closer. Michael finger-fucked her harder, letting go of her clit to say, "Cum for me, slut," then started sucking on it again. Danielle started to protest, then screamed as she started cumming, rocking in the harness, thrusting her hips as much as she could against the fingers. When she was done, he withdrew his fingers and wiped them on her breasts. "One down, four to go." This won't be so bad, Danielle thought, if all of them are that good. She wondered what the big deal was, when he stood up to leave the room. "Hey, wait, what about making me cum again?" "I didn't say they were happen all tonight. Have some patience, girl!" Danielle screamed at him, "Fuck you! Come back here and make me cum, damn it!" Her face instantly showed how shocked she was at her own comments. Michael simply laughed. "Don't worry, Dani, I will," and he left the room. He left the room only for a few minutes to clean up, but he enjoyed watching Dani struggle on the cameras. He came back in with a bottle of water which he hooked up to the harness Danielle was attached to, and inserted a long straw. "I don't want my girl getting dehydrated." She glared at him, but that faded when he picked up the vibrator. He slipped it into a leather harness he got out of the cabinet, and slid the toy into Danielle. She moaned, and he fastened the harness on. The harness held the vibrator inside her pussy, no matter what, and it had a small opening for a cord if needed, and for the dial to control the strength. He turned on the toy and Danielle moaned "Thank you," now becoming less concerned over her outbursts. Then Michael put on a jacket, and Dani stared, confused. "I need to go out to get something to eat. Don't worry, I'll be back in about an hour. Until then, enjoy." He laughed as she yelled at him. "Don't worry, there are cameras here, I'll know if you cum. So do your best!" Danielle started rocking her hips harder against the harness, but it was too tight, it would not move. No matter how she moved, the vibrator would not budge. She was getting turned on by it, but she realized that she might have trouble cumming if she couldn't move it. She whimpered, "Please turn it higher!" Michael laughed as he left the room, "That would be too easy!" Teasing Her Ch. 02 Dani whimpered. Michael had left her hanging in a harness which didn't let her move at all, with a vibrator running on low in her pussy, held in by a leather pad and straps. She was doing her best to cum, but it was set too low, she just couldn't manage it. That didn't stop her from trying. She knew she was close, and she knew he told her that if she came four more times, she would get to go home. She wasn't sure why, but she trusted him. But every time she thought she was starting to get close, it turned out she wasn't, causing her to cry in frustration. It was always wishful thinking. When Michael came back into the room about an hour later, he saw Dani alternating between moaning and crying. He smirked. "So, did you cum?" "Fuck you! Turn it up so I can cum!" "Tsk, you'll have to be more polite if you want me to do that." Dani stared, then lowered her head. "Please turn it up so I can cum." Michael walked over and roughly squeezed a breast. Normally, this would have made her wince, and she knew it, but instead Dani gasped and moaned, finally feeling like she might be close. "I'm altering the rules slightly." Dani stuttered, "W-what?" "Oh, you still get to leave after four more orgasms. But I have to be present for all of them -- they don't count otherwise. I realize I'll have to unhook you from this harness at some point, and we can't have you rubbing that hungry cunt to a few quick cums, can we?" Dani grit her teeth and her face turned red, and it looked like she was about to yell at him, when he turned up the vibrator to medium, causing her to inhale sharply. She could feel herself get closer, her hips were rocking. Mike said, "Do you have a problem with that?" Dani managed to say, "Please, just let me cum so I can get out of here," with the obvious sound of desperation in he rvoice. Michael shook his head and turned the vibrator back down. "What was that?" "No! No, please! Turn it back up!" "So you accept the new rule?" "Yes, please, let me cum!" Michael smiled softly as he turned the vibe up all the way. Dani screamed and moaned, her body shuddering in the harness as much as possible, her hips twitching against the vibrator, finally screaming, "Yes! Fuck, Thank you!" She continued to scream for almost a half minute until she finally rode over the wave, out of breath and out of energy, just twitching, her hips now fighting the vibrating toy deep in her now-soaked pussy. She weakly begged, "Please turn it off." "But you just told me you wanted it on!" "Please... I can't take it... turn it off..." Michael smiled and finally turned it off, and removed the leather straps that held the toy inside her. A bit of her juices dripped from the toy as he held it up and licked it, then rubbed it dry on her breasts. Dani just lay limp, barely awake, her energy drained from her by her intense orgasm. "That's two down," Michael said, and took a long lick of her pussy, causing her to twitch. "Yummy." Michael set down the toy, and unhooked her from the harness, helping her weakened body through the door, which lead to a hallway, as bland and concrete as the previous room. There were doors at the end of the hallway and on one of the walls. He took her into the side door, which he'd set up as her bedroom, with a large television, a small bathroom, and a large bed. He lay her down on the bed, which was surprisingly comfortable. "You've had a rough day, Dani. You should get some sleep, and we'll continue tomorrow." She only mumbled as she quickly fell asleep on top of the covers and the soft pillows, naked. ---- Michael quietly left the room, and locked the door behind him. He walked through the other door, which led to his tech room, where all the camera feeds were routed and recorded, and he kept extra toys. Through here was the doorway to the stairs to the surface. He looked at his watch: 10:30 pm. He grinned and pulled out his cellphone, looked at the contacts list, then smiled wider as he picked a name and dialled. "Hello, Andrea?" ---- Dani was in her deepest, most relaxed slumber in months. She sprawled across the bed, not bothering to cover up in the warm bunker. She started to dream about ... having sex? She never had dreams like that... She dreamt of having orgasm after orgasm, and subconsciously one hand crept down to her dampening pussy, and the other squeezed a breast -- not something that had turned her on until that evening. She heard herself moaning, screaming, cumming repeatedly, until she shook loose of her dream and realized that wasn't her voice. She woke up in a start and looked around for the source of the sound, finding it quickly in the television. It had turned on, and was apparently hooked into a camera in Michael's bedroom, wherever that was. She watched as he knelt between a woman's thighs, spread wide for him, and he loudly licked her pussy. She had long blonde hair and was much bustier than Dani, though they appeared natural. Most importantly, she seemed to get off on the slightest touch. Dani watched with intense jealousy and growing arousal as she watched the girl have three orgasms on his tongue. Dani started rubbing her pussy harder now, moaning herself, thinking he'd never notice if she stole one little orgasm. She licked her lips and rubbed her pussy and clit harder as Michael pulled the blonde onto her knees, facing her into the camera, and started fucking her from behind, her large breasts bouncing under her. He pulled her head back by her hair, giving the camera an even better view of her swaying tits, and she quickly screamed and came, which only caused him to fuck her harder, which only made her cum more. By the girl's fourth orgasm, Dani was nearing her own, when she finally noticed a small red light in the corner. A camera. He could see everything she was doing. And he would know if she came. Dani started crying as she stopped rubbing, being so close to her own needed orgasm. She searched around the television for a way to turn it off, or at least mute it, but there were no buttons on the set. The cords ran in to the wall, so there was nothing to unplug, and he would probably be angry if she damaged his stuff. She just wanted to follow his rules so she could get out of there, and not anger him. She curled back up in the bed, under the covers this time, holding the pillows over her ears, crying as Michael fucked and licked the girl to at least a half dozen more orgasms over the next hour. Teasing Her Ch. 03 Danielle had a horrible night. She finally cried herself to sleep once the television shut off, after Michael had filled up that slut of his and after his girl had screamed through many orgasms. But being asleep was hardly better. Her dreams were filled with visions of hot, wet sex, being taken hard, things she had never dreamed of before, and rarely fantasized about. She would slide her hand between her legs as she dreamt, but as she got close, she always woke up and forced herself to stop. And before going back to sleep, she glared at the silently camera hanging from a corner of the ceiling. The night seemed to last forever. Come to think of it, was it even night? She hadn't seen a clock or a window since she was brought here. She spent some time between dreams trying to figure out how long she'd been there, but she had no clue. Time seemed to slow down or speed up depending on her arousal, and right now, it was moving glacially. After several more hours of restless sleep, the door finally opened bathing the bedroom in light from the hallway. Michael entered and took a moment to take in the view of the beautiful brunette lying naked on the bed. He then stretched and asked, "Have a good night? I had a wonderful night." "Fuck you," she spat. "You didn't have to fucking tease me like that." "But isn't that the whole point? However, I'm very proud of how you didn't give in and cum." He paused, and smiled inwardly as Dani gazed at him with an expectant look. "So, I've decided to let you cum again very soon." Dani hopped up on to her knees on the bed, suddenly full of energy, her eyes wide and happy. before she realized what a spectacle she was causing. Her pride was being heavily beaten - how could she thank this man for letting her cum? Seeing the new expression on her face, Michael asked, "Is there a problem? Do you not want to cum?" She snapped out of it and said, "No! No, I want to cum!" "Why?" "Because I'm so fucking frustrated and I need to cum!" "Oh... I thought it was because you wanted to go home." "I..." Dani was struck speechless. He was right - at that moment, she wanted to cum because she needed to cum. She wasn't even thinking about going home. For a moment, it looked as if she was going to cry. "So, why do you want to cum?" "Because... I want to go home." "No, tell me the truth." Dani stared silently, biting her lip. "Tell me, or I leave and you can watch some more of 'Michael's greatest hits'." "OK! I need to cum. Please. I want to cum because I've been right on the edge all night, watching you make that slut cum got me so wet and ..." She started to cry. "I've never been this frustrated in my entire life, please, just let me cum!" Michael suddenly advanced on her, startling her. He grabbed her curly hair tightly in one hand and cupped her pussy in his hand. He stared in her eyes as he slid his middle finger into her. He grinned as her eyes widened and she gasped, and immediately started rocking her hips against his hand. "Do you want me to finger you?" Dani nodded, rocking harder against his finger, which he started softly curling and rubbing inside her soaking pussy. "I asked you a question, slut." Dani's eyes shot wide at being called that and stopped rocking for a moment, frozen. She had never... that thought was abandoned as he started sliding his finger in and out. She couldn't resist more than a moment and started rubbing her cunt against his hand again and moaning. "Well, slut?" She forced herself to answer... at least she thought she forced the answer. "Yes, please finger me!" "I'm sorry, I couldn't hear you," and he stopped his finger deep inside her, wiggling it. "Please finger me," she yelled louder. He smiled and held tight to her hair as he slid a second finger into her and started fingering her hard, enjoying the sound it was making. Her knees were spread widely and she was leaning back on her hands, pushing her body against his hand and moaning. He just stared in her eyes as he fingered her harder and faster. He started rubbing her clit with his thumb, causing her to gasp and turn from moaning into whimpering. He took his gaze away from her eyes to look at her breasts as she breathed harder and faster, capped with very hard nipples. Dani was feeling wetter and more aroused than she ever had. She pressed her pussy against Michael's hand with every thrust, completely lost in the sensations, the complete need to cum. Her head had hurt when he first grabbed her hair, but now she thought she liked it, being held and fingered like this. Her breathing got heavier and louder as she neared her orgasm, and she stared into his eyes, afraid to look away. She gasped loudly as he suddenly sped up, pushing her near the edge. He leaned in, feeling her pussy start to squeeze his fingers, and still looking deep in her eyes, calmly said, "Cum, slut." Her mouth hung open and she stared at him blankly as her whole body went rigid. After a few seconds, she finally screamed as her orgasm rocked through her body, and she kept screaming as he fingerfucked her, shaking uncontrollably, but never looking away from his eyes. After several more episodes of shaking and screaming, and as he slowed his fingering, she finally calmed down. After he slowly removed his fingers from her, he pulled her to him and hugged her, his hand still in her hair but now softly patting it rather than holding tight. She only gasped for breath and held on tight. After a few minutes of this, as her breathing and heartbeat calmed, he whispered, "Three down." She shuddered softly in his arms. He gently lay her back down on the bed and covered her up. She quickly went into a deep sleep, smiling faintly. He stood up and left the room, and then the bunker. He got back in his car and drove back towards town. He arrived at his apartment and went in to his bedroom to find Andrea, sleeping soundly under the covers. Only two hours had passed since he shut off the video feed from his room; to Dani, it had felt like an entire night. As he walked by the hidden camera, he didn't turn it on; it was time to let Danielle rest. He undressed and slid into bed behind Andrea, still hard from watching Dani's orgasm. He reached one hand around to squeeze a breast and grabbed her hair with his other, waking her up. "It's time for some more," he whispered in her ear. She just purred and raised her leg as he slid into her, enjoying a nice leisurely screw before finally going to sleep. Teasing Her Ch. 04 Dani woke up after an extremely restful sleep. She stretched, then noticed a tray on her bedside table; at some point, Michael had brought in breakfast, a ham sandwich and some orange juice. She smiled at how thoughtful he was, then grimaced at herself. She was being held captive here against her will, why the hell was she smiling about something he did for her? Still, she began eating, chuckling when she realized it was probably her first fully nude meal. As she finished, Michael entered her room. To her momentary surprise, she did not hide herself or even crawl away. He smiled warmly. "Did you sleep well?" "Oh, yes, and thank you for the meal," she chirped back. "Are you ready to cum again?" She blushed slightly at the comment, looked down, and nodded. He ran his fingers through her dark hair, as he had the night before, and she immediately felt her body warming, moaning softly, remembering how she felt just a few hours earlier. She'd had the three most intense orgasms of her life since being brought -- kidnapped -- to this place, and as much as she should have hated him for it, her body demanded more. He reached down and softly stroked one of her breasts, grinning as the nipple rapidly got hard. He ran his hand lower, teasing her pussy, slightly surprised at how wet she already was. "Do you want me to make you cum?" She only gasped and nodded, rocking her hips already. "I want you to ask," he teased as he removed his hand, holding it behind him. She looked up into his eyes, whimpering, still rocking her pussy against the air, and responded, "Please make me cum." "I will. I definitely will." He pulled his hand back around, now holding a cloth from his back pocket. He gripped her hair much tighter and held the cloth against her face. She only struggled for a couple of seconds before passing out. ----- Danielle felt like she was floating in a thick fog. She could see nothing and hear nothing and feel nothing but pleasure; she felt like she was on fire. She tried moving but could not. She tried speaking but could not. As consciousness slowly flowed back into her, she started realizing several facts. She was wearing what she assumed was a ball gag. She was wearing a blindfold. She was wearing headphones that cut out all sound. She was tied back up in Michael's truss, which held her floating over the floor with absolutely no movement possible. And her pussy was being expertly licked. Every hair on her body stood on end as she fully regained consciousness in a start, the pleasure heightened by her senses being severed. She could hear nothing, see nothing, speak nothing, and feel nothing but the tongue licking her soaking pussy. She moaned around the ball gag, having never worn any kind of gag so she wasn't sure how to manage it. Her jaw was being held open, just enough so that it didn't hurt. Her tongue kept pushing against the ball, the sensation completely unfamiliar. She rocked her head back and forth, unused to sensory deprivation like this. And throughout it all, he kept licking her, now flicking his tongue against her clit. She tried bucking her hips, even though she knew she could not. Dani was moaning and whimpering around the ball gag, breathing deeply, feeling her body get so close, when he sucked hard on her clit. She inhaled sharply, as sharply as she could, then ... wait, what happened? He stopped? No! She was so close to cumming! She whimpered loudly, rocking her head back and forth in frustration. She smiled wide, though, when she felt his lips on her clit again, only to appear just as quickly, causing her to writhe again in frustration. Then there was nothing. Her pussy still squeezed at what was no longer there, desperate to be pushed over the edge. This calmed, and her breathing calmed, as she relaxed and hung there for an unknown period of time. She went to sleep easily with every sense being cut off, so she didn't know how long it had been when she felt him licking her again. Dani knew she shouldn't get her hopes up, but she couldn't help it, moaning and writhing as much as she could, and still crying when he disappeared. This time, however, he was quickly replaced with a vibrator. It was an extremely strange sensation - she could not *hear* the vibrator, only *feel* it. It wasn't high, but it was enough to make her gasp and moan, her spine undulating as she rode the pleasure. She felt herself getting closer again, and again, as much as she knew it was stupid, she prepared to cum, anticipating it, *needing* it, and she thought she might make it this time... but no, the vibrator cut off, causing Dani to scream in frustration around the gag. It felt like each time she got close, he had only been playing with her for a couple of minutes. At this rate, he could keep this up for hours. She felt nothing for several minutes but the toy lying dormant in her soaking pussy, when she felt a sharp pinch on first her left nipple, then the right. She arched her back as the unexpected sensations shot through her breasts. After the initial shock, she realized her nipples weren't being sharply pinched, whatever was on them had very tiny teeth, just enough to hold on to her nipples, and not really cut in to them. She sighed and relaxed as whatever pain she expected did not materialize. Dani yelped again around the gag as she felt a similar pinching on her clit, the sensations from this lasting longer and piercing deeper into her body. Then all sensation ceased again, and she was given a chance to get used to the new feelings. She inhaled sharply as she felt a sudden vibration on her clit. It lasted only for a second, and disoriented her for a moment - did she feel something? Was it real? She rocked her head around, desperate to have some contact with the outside world, suddenly frightened. Again - just for a second, a vibration around her clit. She gasped again, but it was gone too quickly to pull any real feeling from it, only shock. A sudden and short vibration on her right nipple caused her to turn her head rapidly to the right; a vibration on her left nipple caused her to do the same towards the left. She was feeling very paranoid and exposed, and was not enjoying this. She realized Michael must have attached small vibrators to her, and she struggled to process just what all this meant. When was he going to let her cum? How long would this last? Would she survive this kind of treatment? She felt all sense of time bleed away as the vibrations ceased long enough for her to nod off. She was again awakened with a start as her nipples started vibrating, staying on this time. She jerked her head around for a few moments until she realized she was still gagged and blindfolded; she again felt a new and deep fear, did he know what he was doing to her? She whimpered until she felt a vibration deep inside her - the toy inside her pussy had started up again, causing a deep moan from her. Finally, she thought! He was going to let her cum! She got even happier when she felt the clit vibe turn on, drawing deep and needful moans from her. Her whole body sensually rocked as she quickly approached her orgasm, when... she screamed NO! as the clit and pussy vibes went idle, though her nipples were still going. This had an unexpected effect of maintaining her pleasure at its heightened level; until the last few days, she had not gotten much pleasure from breast-play, so this was so new as to disorient her again. Was she going to cum just from this, she thought? She tried, she squeezed her body, but nothing would happen. She was being kept just below orgasm by vibrators on her tits, and she couldn't cum! She started crying between moans, feeling even more powerless and helpless than she had at any one time during this ordeal. The pleasure and torture continued for a very long time - the nipple vibrators would cease, to be replaced by the clit one only, which would get her close to cumming, then cease; after a few minutes, the pussy vibe would start up deep inside her, to be replaced by the clit and nipple ones, then the clit one quickly cuts out, just to taunt her more. Every sensation kept her just under orgasm, and every sensation was the worst tease she had ever endured. She decided to keep count of how close she got to orgasm, as a substitute for being able to tell time, but she lost count at 20. Surely this will never end, she thought. She got incredibly depressed between each episode, punctuated by moments of intense and unimaginable hope, then swallowed back into despair. Dani thought to herself between tears, this will never end. It will never, ever end. But he had promised it would, hadn't he? Somehow, she still trusted him. She supposed she had to, it was her only link to reality at this point. All four vibrators started again, and she again hoped to cum, knowing she wouldn't, when the headphones were removed from her head. She squirmed as the volume in her ears increased sharply, hearing four vibrators running on and inside her. He then removed the gag, now slick with her saliva, and she moaned openly for the first time since being knocked out, and closed her mouth a few times to ease the dull ache. The vibrators seemed to slow down until they were just a dull hum, stimulating her slightly but doing no more than that. The blindfold remained over her eyes. She began begging, "Please, please, please..." "You may ask three questions." She was completely shocked by this, but quickly asked the first question her pleasure-wracked mind came up with. "How long has it been?" "Just over one hour." Dani's mouth hung open at this. An hour? AN HOUR? She had gone through this torture, nearly cumming at least 20 times, completely cut off from all other senses, for only an *hour*? She didn't say anything, and just cried at the thought of this torture lasting twice as long, or even, god help her, a full day. She struggled to regain her composure, and thought of the best way to phrase the next question. "Please, what is required so that I may cum?" A long pause. "I want you to suck my cock." Something inside Dani snapped; even Michael noticed it. She realized, at that moment, that yes, she would do anything he asked, so long as she could have her delayed orgasm, the vibrators still dully working on her body. "Yes, please, anything, please, I'll do anything, just please let me cum." "That's not a question." Dani was again startled; she thought he would have had her suck her right then. She paused for a while to come up with her third and final question... "How can I make this happen as soon as possible?" "You can't." Dani tried to protest, but the gag was replaced over her mouth, and the headphones placed back on her. She cried as she was placed back into her sensory deprivation prison, and the vibrators resumed their horrible teasing. And no matter what, each time they started again, she got hope, as little as it may have been, that this was the time she would be allowed to cum. But she never was. She tried to keep count again, as the only way to maintain her sanity. Thirty. Forty. Fifty. Blessedly, around this time they seemed to shut off for the night. She wondered, with what little of her thinking mind was left, if Michael was there the whole time, or if this was the work of some sadistic computer program he'd made. It didn't matter - she was still allowed to sleep. Occasionally, she would be awakened by one of the vibrators firing, making her moan, then hope, then whimper, then cry. But on the whole, she was finally allowed to sleep. She didn't know for how long, but it felt like an eternity of rest. Teasing Her Ch. 05 Dani was awakened from her very uneasy slumber several times by the vibrators attached to her body. Every time, it took her a few moments to remember just what was going on - she had a vibrator in her pussy, one attached to her clit, and ones attached to her nipples. She was wearing a blindfold, headphones, and a ballgag. No matter how many times she awoke, she was still shocked at her total lack of sensory input. No matter how long it had been since the last vibration, she always immediately got very close to her desperately needed orgasm, and hoped each time that she could finally cum. A few times, when the vibrators died down without her cumming, she cried, overcome by the immense frustration. She recalled Michael's command: She may cum when she sucks his cock. And she recalled her instant response: Yes. She would suck his cock if he let her cum. She felt she would do anything he desired, just to cum. Anything. She noticed now that whenever the vibrators started, she intensely wanted him in her mouth, her mouth trying to suck a non-existent cock while held open by the gag, perhaps subconsciously doing what she knew would let her cum. The night (Was it even night?) felt like it lasted forever, but finally, the vibrators started up full time, not giving her much time to rest between each session. She wondered, in her few moments of coherent thought, was Michael there? Controlling her, watching her? She moaned loudly around the gag when she felt fingertips lightly rubbing over her thighs. He was there, maybe he'll finally let her cum! Her skin was extremely sensitive, she felt like she might cum just from him touching her thighs. The vibrators were off, except for a dull buzz from the ones on her nipples. He moved his fingertips over and under her knees, her calves. Then up to her hips, her arms. She was bucking her hips, so incredibly turned on, thinking that just a little more would push her over the edge. When he lightly brushed his fingertips over her breasts, she shuddered and froze, her lithe body straining so hard to cum... but after a few moments, going limp, giving up its struggle. She began crying into the blindfold. She stopped, though, when she felt the gag being removed from her mouth, her head turned, and a nicely hard cock being unceremoniously inserted in its place before she could say a word. She immediately started giving him the best blowjob she had ever given. She slid her lips up and down his cock, sucking hard, swirling her tongue around the head. She would pull off and just suck on the head, wishing she had a free hand so she could stroke his shaft. She could not hear his moans, which was a very new experience for her, she had always known guys to moan a lot during her blowjobs. It started to feel very mechanical and inhuman; she was sucking something she could not see, only taste, on a guy she could not hear. Her entire existence was the hard cock in her mouth, and she was going to do her best to make it happy. Her head was turned to the side, so she had to rub her tongue along the side of his cock, rather than the bottom, which in her experience seemed to work better. She had never gotten much out of giving oral sex before, but she knew that if she did good, she would cum, and her whole body was on fire as she realized this. Blowjobs and orgasms seemed completely linked in her mind now, and her pussy started soaking the toy inside it again. She moaned loudly around his cock as the vibrators started again - He was going to let her cum! She elatedly sucked him even harder, faster, slurping at his cock loudly, doing anything to get him off. She needed to make him cum in her mouth. She wanted to make Michael cum. And she wanted to cum. Wait, her cloudy mind thought, am I doing this for him or me? But that thought quickly departed as she moaned again, getting closer to her orgasm than he'd let her before during the night. All four vibrators were running full-strength, and her sucking faltered a bit as her body began to writhe and shudder. Michael grabbed her hair and pushed his cock deeper into her mouth, bringing her back to the matter at hand, and she started sucking him again, harder. He started sliding his cock in and out, fucking her mouth, and she could feel him get a little harder. She whimpered, knowing he would cum soon, and then she could cum, her whole body rocking against the vibrations. She screamed around his cock as the vibrators on her pussy and clit turned off, so close, but kept sucking, maybe he'll turn them back on. He has to. He promised to. Didn't he? She sucked harder, deeper, deepthroating a cock for her very first time, and surprised at how easy it was. She squeezed the head with her mouth as she felt it swell. The vibes turned back on, and he thrust harder into her mouth, obviously close to cumming. She was now so concentrated on her own orgasm that all she could do was tighten her lips around him, but that was enough. The vibes on her pussy and clit turned off again. The vibes on her nipples turned up all the way. Michael gripped her hair tighter as he approached his own needed orgasm, watching her body. She had been rocking her hips, but when the nipple vibrators turned on, her back arched almost painfully. He wondered if this would work. Dani panicked when the vibrations on her pussy ceased, then moaned loudly around his cock when the vibrators on her breasts went to full-strength. He... will turn them back on... right?, she thought. It was her last conscious thought. Michael came in her mouth. Dani's vision went white as she began the strongest orgasm of her life. Her body arched painfully as Michael removed his cock from her mouth, watcing her very sharp, short gasps, her mouth hanging wide open, his cum still visible inside. After maybe five full seconds of this, she screamed so loudly he wondered if the bunker would contain the noise. Her whole body rocked, bucked, writhed, and squirmed so much, she actually bent some of the harness she was in. Dani's mind was full of nothing but the release. It was like a dam had built up in her breasts, and when she felt the first drop of Michael's cum touch her tongue, the dam broke, with the pleasure shooting straight to her spine, her pussy, her brain, her entire body centered around her breasts. It was a much different orgasm she had ever felt, and as good as it was, it felt a little empty without her clit being involved. After a few seconds, however, this was remedied, when Michael turned all the vibrators on again, causing Dani to go into further spasms as she had a second orgasm, this time centered around her pussy. She screamed herself hoarse as she experienced more pleasure in one minute than she had ever experienced in her entire life. Her existence was confined to her pussy, her breasts, and the cum in her mouth. She finally fell limp. Michael stared for a moment, already rock hard again from the spectacle of her mindshattering orgasm. He then gently unhooked her from the harness, removed the blindfold and headphones, picked her up in his arms, and carried her to her bedroom. He lay her down on the bed, and brushed her hair away from her sweat-soaked face before kissing her forehead. He stood up to leave, then had a thought. He left the room for a minute and came back with a large bottle of a sports drink and a sheet of paper. He placed it them the table next to her bed. It read, "That only counted as one."