Page 17 of Obsession

“Why are you doing this to me?”

“You wanted this. You came to me. You want what only I can give you, and you know that.” Bastian tugged the blindfold off her head with one swift motion.

“Look at me and tell me you want to stop. This is the one and only time I will offer it.”

“Well…I…”

“As I thought. Now be a good pet and do as I say. No more arguments.”

Bastian set the knife down and pulled a gag from the table of instruments he gathered while she was upright and blindfolded. This one had nothing in the center but a large open hoop.

“Open that pretty little mouth of yours. You wont need to say anything else.”

“What if it’s too much, what happens if I need to stop?” Ren’s face pinched in anguish over the thoughts of everything that he could possibly do. Her anxiety bubbling to the surface had her shaking uncontrollably on that cross.

“Oh I can guarantee I will push you to your limits and beyond. But deep down inside that is exactly what you wanted, or you would never have walked through my door.”

Bastian held out the gag over Ren’s face and just hovered it there, wordlessly until she complied a short moment later.

“I knew you would make a great pet the moment I saw you in my cage.” Bastian hummed appreciatively as he fastened the buckle on the strap of leather holding the hoop of silicone. The material was pliable, but not so much that Ren could close her mouth more than a half centimeter or so.

A small latch on the side of the now table-topped stretcher released with a touch of Bastian’s finger and Ren’s head lolled backward, creating a perfect angle.

“Now. I am going to use your throat for my cock until I am sure that you will have a rasp when you speak. You will choke on this cock. Don’t fight, it only makes me want to steal your oxygen for longer.” Bastian unzipped his dark slacks and easily slid his semi hardened cock inside of her drool ridden mouth.

His member grew as he slipped in and out of the gaping hole the gag created.

“Stick your tongue out.” It was an order, not a request.

While Ren tried to follow the order she was given it was nearly impossible to get more than just the tip into the hoop. With the constant motion of Bastian’s ever hardening cocksliding through her mouth and bouncing now off the back of her throat the natural reaction she had was to try to swallow. She found this nearly impossible as well and gagged on the last stroke.

“Perfect little pet.” He wrapped his hands around her throat and squeezed as he pushed further into her open mouth, his thick base becoming snug into the ring. His zipper on his pants pressing into her nose. His balls tight and heavy behind the fabric bounced lightly as he made tiny movements in and out of her throat while she held her breath.

Ren started to squirm under the pressure of needing to breathe. Her heart pounded as it slowed. A ringing had started in her ears and her vision tunneled.

“Such a good little fuck toy for me to use as I please. Aren’t you my pet?”

Bastian released his grip and drew back. Removing his hard and thick cock from her mouth covered in drool.

With his cock erect and still dripping he reached over and gripped the knife in his fist. With a quick motion he slit her right across her throat. Not deep enough to cause any real damage, but enough that she started to bleed immediately.

Her cries of pain came a moment later after the sensation finally traveled beyond the shock of the action itself.

Bastian leaned over her and started to suck and slurp with wet kisses. Drinking in the warm blood as it pooled on her throat.

He continued to drink until the wound had all but closed itself up. Ren’s body managed to coagulate just enough to seal the slice even with Bastian lapping at the surface.

“Mmm, delectable.” He smacked his lips and wiped the back of his hand across his lips, smearing her blood from his lips to his ear. The one cheek painted in crimson like a lunatic clown with a crazy smile.

Bastian picked up the once discarded blindfold and carried over to the other side of the table. Her legs were still spread open, so he tied the fabric across her upper thigh, securing it to the wood below. This made her squirm a bit, and a couple of whimpers escaped.

“This won’t do.” He tsk tsk’d with his tongue against his teeth while walking back around. His hard veiny cock standing at attention and bobbing with each purposeful step.

While he reached behind her to unbuckle the gag, he casually slid his throbbing dick in once again, deeply, and held the back of her head where the buckle was to force it to the point her neck bulged out slightly from the action.

He held her there until her eyes began to water. The pressure of her needing to breathe too much. Her panic evident in the way her body started to thrash the little bit it could while being restrained.

Just when it seemed that she was going to die of suffocation, Bastian released his hold on her and withdrew himself, taking the gag with him.

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