Competition Breeds Excellence in Captivity

“NO! NO! NOOO! PLEASE!!! PLEAAASSSSEEEE!!!”

I had to struggle with Zarina to separate her wrist restraints and pull the temporarily free one over to the other back corner of the stove. But she was weaker than me and I could put my whole body weight into prying her arm. Once both wrists restraints were carabinered to the far corners of the stove, her breasts were forced into the water. This was an induction burner, which heats faster than any other method through a magnetic field. The water was probably already painfully hot, but it was not boiling. Zarina gasped as soon as her nipples made contact with the bubbling surface and tried to arch her back to pull her breasts out, but her wrist restraints kept a good third of her breast meat underwater. To show her what I expected, I pushed her back down to point that her torso was parallel with the stove and her breasts were dangling and fully submerged. Some water splashed over the sides, but not enough to really make it any better for her, and the dumbbells held the tray in place.

“OW! OW! OW! OW!”

“Just you wait, and you will wait.”

“NOOOO! WHY?! YOU’RE GOING TO BOIL MY TITS!!!”

“Well I know a thing or two about treating burn victims. You’ll get third degree burns in 5 minutes when the water hits 51°C.”

The water was at 47°C. Zarina could not tell that I had set the induction burner to hold the water at 50°C.

”Since you couldn’t get me hard before, I’m setting the standard for you.”

Zarina tried to interrupt me with a scream, but I talked over her: “How long your tits are in there for is really up to you. You see I’m going to shove my dick all the way in your ass, and then you are going to ride my cock. Whenever I cum, your tits will be able to come out of the water.”

Zarina screeched in protest at the idea, but what I did next must have astonished her. I let up on her back and walked off. Zarina wrenched her breasts out as high as her spine could bend, but her a good couple centimeters above her areolar were still being scalded.

“Wait! Where are you going?!”

“Well, I clearly haven’t finished my meal. And I need to inspect whether you followed my instructions earlier.”

“NOOO! COME BACK! PLEASE FUCK MY ASSSSS!!! I’LL BE SO GOOD AND TIGHT FOR YOU!!! THIS WATER’S GETTING TOO HOT!!!”

I sat down and finished my steak. Watching her writhe kept me hard. When I finished I walked over to the sink and carefully loaded the dishwasher and hand washed my knife, before locking it away. Zarina kept begging for me to come over and fuck her, or at least hurry up.

“Are you telling me what to do?”

“NO! I’m just begging you!” She winced and got a grip on herself. “I mean, I really am!!! But you like that too, right?! It’s hot, right?”

I smiled and left Zarina there in the dining room. No trace of her enema in the courtyard. I really was not looking for other reasons to punish her, and scat was disgusting to me anyways. But I was delaying the start as I knew she was going to ride me hard and I would not last long. 

I sauntered out into the bedroom. Her dog bowl was clean, with not even a drop of water visible. Through the open doorway, I spotted Zarina’s body involuntarily twitching in pain and she was straining on her restraints enough to dislocate something. She kept her watery eyes on me the whole time, until her neck could crane no further. Her face was contorted and her voice was cracking. She seemed lost again in her old world of pain. 

I re-entered the open kitchen and lined myself up behind Zarina. It sounded like she was gasping with relief. The thermometer read 48°C. My cock had gone somewhat soft but it was rising as I grasped her hips. Zaraina eyes shot open and her eyes were locked on my cock from over her shoulder. I waited for my dick to harden as she pleaded with me, seemingly earnestly:

“Please stick it in my ass. PLEASE!!!”

“I lost my erection when I had to check up on whether you followed my instructions.”

“Please just stick it in! I’ll get you hard! It’ll feel so good!”

I waited instead. Soon enough I was at my full length and rigidity. Then I plunged it all the way in, both my cock and her breasts.

Zarina bucked and her screams intensified. I could feel my cock pushing past her O-ring and stretching her cavity out. Her spit had mostly dried out on my cock, but the remaining mucus still provided enough of a lubricant, for me at least. 

Definitely not for Zarina though. Her facial expression became even more anguished and she was screaming at the top of her lungs now. I only had use of my two hands to try and hold her whole upper body down from thrashing out the water.

I stopped pushing once I bottomed out. I had already cum twice not that long ago, so I had enough self-control to not start jackhammering away. Zarina clenched her asshole down on my cock and started to fuck me with her asshole, but it was slow going.

“You better hold still and not splash any of that hot water on to me. Otherwise we are going to have to do this a second time.”

Zarina shuttered but then steadied herself, so she must have heard me over her cries.

The thermometer hit 49°C. I was not about to reveal that I did not want her getting third-degree burns. I may be an evil bastard, but I want to enjoy her breasts long-term.

“You probably only have a few minutes, Throatfuck, before you’ll probably be needing skin grafts on your boobs. I’m only at about the level of an EMT, and I’m not even currently certified, so I probably won’t do a very good job.”

Zarina’s mouth curled into a look of horror as she continued to yell and thrust back as fast as friction would allow. 

“As I said, when your boobs come out of that hot water is up to you.”

Zarina picked up the pace a little as her breathing grew ragged. I could tell that she was not going to get me off in before causing herself irreversible full-thickness scalding. I had to adapt:

“Consistent with that, I’m going to give you the option of asking me to undo one wrist restraint and lean and pull your breasts out.”

“Aman Allahım! YES!!! PLEASE!!!”

I nodded and tried to keep a poker face as I reached over her back and undid one wrist carabiner. Zarina immediately twisted her body away and pulled her breasts out of the scalding water. She wrapped her free arm around them, trying to cradle them as her voice fell to a whimper. I was not going to punish her for covering her breasts at that point, but normally I would use it as an excuse later. However, in this case, I was genuinely concerned that the hot water was going to seriously damage her gorgeous mammaries.

Still, I had to keep the game up. I pulled out of her ass. Her head spun around in shock.

“I said: I’m only going to stick my dick up your ass when your boobs are in the water.”

Zarina let out a long pitiful whine. She realized her predicament now. She was panting, and took some deep breaths to get her body under control. After one more, she held her breath and said as she squeezed her eyes shut: 

“Put your dick back in my ass”

“After you.”

Zarina let out a heavy sigh and gingerly lowered her breasts down to the surface of the hot water. When her nipples grazed the surface she yelped and pulled back, but then steadied herself and lowered them down again. The look of determination on her face was admirable to me.

Zarina screams reached her shrilled octave again as she submerged her nipples, but she craned her head to stare back at me. I was just standing there, tip of my dick just resting on top of the crack of her ass, trying to hold a blank expression of boredom. She let out a loud moan of resignation and let her weight down, pushing her entire breasts to the bottom of the hot water.

Only then did I start to feed my cock back into her asshole. She started thrusting and squeezing down to meet me more than halfway. She rode my cock for maybe a minute before having to pull her breasts out again. I, in turn, withdrew from her ass. Her tightening ass had been providing incredible sensations in my cock, so I was a little disappointed with her stopping. But ultimately I knew it was her act of having to torture herself that would drive me over the edge.

I shrugged my shoulders and said, “At this rate it’s going to take a while to make me cum. I don’t know how the math works when it comes to repeated scaldings for shorter durations, but I am sure it is cumulative.”

Zarina was sobbing hard, “PLEASE! Can’t you see I’m burning my tits for you?! Can’t you please just pour some cold water on them or something when you pull out?! Please just give me another option! ANYTHING!”

“You really don’t want me to come up with another option….” I deadpanned.

Zarina stopped sobbing for a second. She knew that was true. I just stood there waiting.

“Well if you wait too long, I’m going to go soft. And then you’re going to have to scald your tits for a while without my hard dick in your ass. Most girls normally avoid taking a dick in their ass. But for you, right now, it’s your only way of getting, or keeping, me hard.”

Zarina mewled, but crashed her boobs all the way down in the water. I wondered if it hurt her boobs less to get it over with quickly, like jumping into cold water instead dipping your toe. I immediately dove my cock back into her asshole. 

Zarina lasted longer this time, maybe a minute and thirty seconds or a little more. She was getting me closer, but I did not want to let her know it. As her tears feel into the hot water, she tried to wiggle her asscheeks and stimulate the underside of the head of my cock that was resting on top. She knew we men are most sensitive on the frenulum and it was a creative way of keeping me hard while she took a longer break and let her boobs cool down.

Zarina’s whole body was tense with stress and she looked like she was feeling the invisible gun of time against her head. She splashed her boobs down into the water once more. That must be the less painful way to get it over with. As she rode me I had to really strain to keep from reflexively thrusting into her ass. I was starting to think that Zarina was going to make me cum this round, but just then she pulled her boobs out of the water.

I had to push her ass away off my cock, as my hips really did not want me to leave that tight canal. I have never needed to touch myself ever since I had a sex slave on my dick all day, but in this moment I had to stop my hand from reaching around my shaft.

Zarina must have noticed as she caught her breath and got her sobbing under control:

“Please cum baby. Please. You want to, don’t you? My ass must feel good, clenching around your cock.”

Her dirty talk increasingly did it for me. I had to control myself.

Zarina continued: “You like my boobs, right? The way they look now?”

I heaved, “Every red-blooded straight male has enjoyed looking at your tits, ever since they started to grow.”

“I mean, you won’t get that pleasure if you burn the skin off….”

“If you burn the skin off,” I corrected her.

Zarina kept going, “You also won’t be able to torture them in the future if all the nerve endings are dead….” 

Zarina had me pegged there. She sobbed, but she kept an eye on my cock, which was throbbing on her ass crack. She must have felt those vibrations and known her words were stimulating my sexual appetite. She seized the opportunity and drove her boobs to the bottom of the hot water pan once more.

I could not wait to thrust my cock inside her ass. I knew this was the round. Her cries were music to my ears. I involuntarily started thrusting and I could swear the pitch of her screams struck a happier note. She must have appreciated that I was close. 

My hearing went deaf and my eyes squeezed shut. Then my balls boiled over and set hot streams of semen deep into her asshole. 

Zarina probably felt me spasm and she let out a holler that sounded a little like a victory cry. I collapsed my weight onto her back, pushing her whole chest deeper into the water, as her anal muscles continued to milk me.