Cameron had been tied to the chair by Josie for almost an hour, and his body felt like it was on fire. He wasn’t sure what hurt the most, his clamped nipples, his wrists that were tied together behind the chair, his ankles tied to the wooden legs, the rubber bands around his exposed cock, or his pride. He thought Josie was kidding when she told him to strip naked, but she clearly wasn’t. He figured that he would play her game to see if she would fold, but he soon found out that Josie was an evil and sadistic bitch. Josie wrote exactly what she thought of him all over his body with a black permanent marker. Liar, pig, asshole, cheater, and useless were all over his skin in big bold letters.
She obviously was obsessed with is cock. She did a number on it by flicking it with her fingers, popping the rubber bands, and slapping it with the crop that she fished out of his closet. He couldn’t believe the response that his body was exhibiting to her torture. His 8 inches were erect, swollen, and dripping pre-cum.
“Oh, I see that you’re enjoying yourself. You’re a sick bastard,” Josie said in her usual bitchy tone.
“Are you enjoying the view daddy?” she said as she bent over to give him a full view of her tits.
Cameron could only groan because he was too ashamed to admit that he didn’t want her to stop. What the fuck was wrong with him? He always made fun of the sick bastards that enjoyed begging for pussy and getting abused in the process. But all he wanted to do was beg Josie to give him the release that he craved; he would do anything at this point. He could feel his cock painfully swelling and pressing against the unforgiving elastic bands.
“Please,” Cameron stuttered in exasperated breaths.
“Please what Cam? What could you possibly want from me?” Josie asked him.
“I need to cum, it hurts so badly,” he said on the brink of tears.
Cameron watched Josie’s eyes flicker as she bit her lip in consideration. He noticed that she was getting off on what she was doing to him. Her body was flushed and her chest rose and fell in quick motions every time he groaned and moaned. She looked as if she was fighting a war within herself, and he was curious as to which part of her would win. He hoped it was the side that would release him and fuck him, at this point he didn’t care that she was his step-daughter. It would be like fucking his wife’s evil twin.
“Okay, you can cum. But it will be on my terms.”
He breathed a sigh of relief because he couldn’t wait to be released from the torture and to bury himself deep inside of her tight cunt. He was sure that with a little more coaxing he would get her to consider that option as well. His thoughts stopped as she grabbed his tie from the bed and walk towards him. She walked behind him and placed it around his eyes, tying it tighter than required. He sensed her presence as she walked in front of him and he felt completely vulnerable.
“Well daddy, I’m going to make you cum but I don’t want to give you the satisfaction of seeing my lips wrapped around your cock,” she said in a matter of fact tone.
Josie viciously tugged at the clothes pins on his erect nipples before getting on her knees. Cameron’s swift intake of breath, and his deep growl gave her the encouragement to proceed.
“Well, I would take these rubber bands off, they really look painful, but they’re so colorful and pretty. I think I’ll leave them on while I have my fun,” Josie said as she failed at oppressing a giggle.
Cameron’s body began to shake in fear and anticipation. His hard on was already bulging within the rubber bands. She had placed twenty on his cock, and she made him count as she double wrapped each one around his throbbing hard on. He was torn between not wanting her to touch it at all because it was so painful and needing her mouth to end his torment.
