“……”
I clenched my mouth shut and resisted. The man pressed inside me roughly, as if probing my insides. The pain made me open my mouth involuntarily, and he took the chance to push the vibrator inside.
The man let out a low moan, as if excited.
Below, he roughly probed my insides, and above, he forced my mouth open wider around the vibrator.
When I tried to push the vibrator out with my tongue, he laughed. Then, he twisted the vibrator.
“I thought about how to become the person you need.”
“What nonsense…… Ah……!”
“You need me, but I don’t seem to need you. I wondered why. The answer was obvious. Ah, you only refuse me because it hurts.”
With the vibrator in my mouth, my words were muffled. The man pulled it out and shoved his hand into my mouth. His rough fingers made me gag, and I thrashed.
He pressed my tongue down with his thumb and index finger, playfully lifting it. The pain of my tongue being forced out of my mouth felt like the muscle was tearing.
He placed the black vibrator on my tongue, which he’d pulled out, and said again,
“So I prepared this. They say if your partner isn’t sensitive, you should use tools.”
So was he saying that if I used these tools, I’d feel like a woman? Ridiculous.
With an uneasy expression, I furrowed my brows but, due to the physical pain, began licking the black vibrator as he ordered. Once it was sufficiently wet, he pulled it out of my mouth.
I felt him roughly spread my wrinkled hole and place something against it. I exhaled sharply and tensed my stomach. I didn’t want that thing inside me, so I instinctively clenched, but the man expertly grabbed and twisted my nipple.
The sudden pain made the tension in my body release.
The sensation of the vibrator forcing its way inside was chilling. It painfully stretched my hole and settled uncomfortably, as if an impurity were lodged inside me. I writhed, and the man confirmed that my hole was tightly gripping the vibrator before pulling my pants back up.
I was confused by how quickly the “punishment” ended and pulled my legs together.
The connected wire protruded from my pants. The man picked up the remote attached to the wire and asked me,
“How is it?”
I hesitated before answering,
“Uncomfortable…… It feels bad.”
The man activated the remote.
The thing inside my ass began to vibrate loudly, more intensely than necessary. I wanted to take it out. I couldn’t hide my discomfort and furrowed my brows.
“How about now?”
“Still feels bad. Not good at all. No guy would like this.”
“Is that so?”
The man set the remote down and handed me another domino block.
This meant he wanted to continue the game. Of course.
The game couldn’t be over yet.
This time, it was my turn to place the first block.
I took the block he offered and fumbled with it.
If I lost, I’d get a vibrator in my ass again. Then what would his punishment be if he lost?
As I crouched to place the block, the vibration from my ass touching the floor sounded unusually loud. I flinched and lifted my hips. The vibrator inside me, connected to the remote on my leg, shifted and stirred my insides.
My face flushed bright red. It felt awful.
When I stopped moving, the man chuckled.
I tried to ignore the vibrator as much as possible and placed the block, then asked,
“Do you get the same punishment if you lose?”
“Sure. There are plenty of vibrators.”
I looked up to see if he was serious.
“If you want to know if I’m lying, just win. Isn’t that right?”
At his words, I gritted my teeth and relaxed my hands.
It wasn’t that I wanted revenge or to put a vibrator in him—I just wanted to win this much.
I did my best to place the domino blocks against him.
One became two, two became four, and as I kept touching the rough surfaces, I grew accustomed to them. I began to understand how to balance them, and the second game turned into a long match. I wasn’t bad at dominoes to begin with.
We moved from the kitchen to the doorway, stretching into the narrow hallway. I was so focused that I even forgot about the noisy vibrator in my ass.
That was my downfall. The hallway was absurdly narrow for two adult men to brush past each other, and my legs were each shackled with over 10 kilograms. There was also a wire attached to my ass.
When I crawled to move, the remote connected to the wire knocked over the dominoes.
In an instant, all the blocks leading back to the kitchen collapsed with a crash.
I didn’t realize I’d done it and only turned around belatedly, my face draining of color.
This meant I’d lost again.
“I won.”
The man, looking very pleased, brought over the domino box and started putting the dominoes back inside.
I sat in the narrow hallway, my back against the wall, and only then felt the vibrator buzzing inside me, making me flinch.
About 30 minutes had passed since the first vibrator was inserted, and its vibration intensity hadn’t changed. I’d even forgotten it was inside me. But strangely, my body felt more sensitive.
The man finished putting away the dominoes and approached me.
He slid his hand under my armpit and lifted my entire body.
As he held me with one arm and supported my ass with the other,
“Ah……!”
Unbelievably, my center, which had never been aroused before, was erect. I squirmed to hide my erection from him, my face burning with shame, my breath quickening.
The man, pressed against me, couldn’t have missed my arousal.
Sure enough, he grinned and said to me,
“Feeling good now?”
“No.”
The man planted a biting kiss on the nape of my neck and quickly returned to the kitchen.
He set me down on the table and pulled my pants down again.
The vibration against the table was louder and more intense than when it had been on the floor.
I panted, trying to stop his hand.
The arousal that had risen didn’t easily subside.
The man casually swatted my hand away and spread my legs.
He rummaged through the black box again. This time, he pulled out a slightly smaller pink vibrator.
“Stay still.”
He pinned down my thrashing legs and whispered softly,
“I don’t like it. I don’t want it.”
I resisted desperately. Something was wrong. My erect cock didn’t feel like part of my body. Why was I getting aroused and erect just from having a vibrator in my ass?
When I refused, the man sighed and turned my head, slamming it into the table.
—Bang!
“Why don’t you listen when I tell you once?”
The right side of my scalp stung, and I opened my mouth. The hand groping my ass pushed the pink vibrator into my already stretched hole.
From the hole to the depths. The pink vibrator collided with the black one already inside, making a lewd, squelching sound. The man pushed his index finger deep inside to keep the vibrators from slipping out of the stretched hole. The discomfort and foreign sensation grew even stronger.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
