Honestly, What She Wants

Jacob took a slow breath in as he braced for impact.

Snap!

The rubber band struck him right along the length of his piss slit, sending a pulse of pain all through his penis.

"Oh, god," he cried, twitching against the examination table, shackled to it's ragged frame.

Snap!

She did it again, just in time to meet the little bead of precum escaping from his slit. She grabbed his shaft and squeezed out some more of it, rubbing it all over his throbbing glans. She explored his slit with her fingertips, softly scraping the inside with her fingernails.

"Aaagh!" He moaned, unaware of the fact that she was reaching for the metal chopstick on her tray of instruments.

She placed the thin end of the chopstick right on his hole and started to twist back and forth, gently sliding it in and out the tip of his urethra. Goodness knows she wanted to ram it right into him and fuck him merciless until his tip exploded with cum. But she was patient–she did not want to cause any unnecessary trouble. If he got hurt in the process even the slightest, it would totally ruin the fun of it all.

So she slid into him, little by little. Twisting and gliding, reaching for the depths of his penis until she had a bit of the chopstick sticking out. Then she grabbed the lighter and held it steadily at the end of the chopstick where it was sticking out, letting the metal heat slowly, warming his urethra in the process.

"Ugh! Ow! Stop!" He cried.

She put the lighter down and grabbed his shaft with her two hands, squeezing him gently around the chopstick.

She gave little attention to his balls. After all, the penis was always more fun to poke and prod at. As he started to tense up, she stopped squeezing and pulled the chopstick out of him, leaving a trail of precum dribbling out of his slit.

She got off the table and took a few steps back to admire the view. He looked up at her and sighed, knowing full well that she was gonna leave him like that to go soft again. It was at moments like this that he wished he could learn how to spontaneously orgasm.

While he was lost in his thoughts, she prepared for her next round of torture. She pulled out a lancing device–the one you use to prick your finger to test your blood sugar–and loaded it with the lancet. His eyes widened in panic.

"Woah, wait, what's that for?"

"What do you think it's for?"

"Not for my penis, for sure!"

"Haha! Sorry to disappoint you. It IS for your penis," she snickered. "More specifically, it's for your frenulum."

"No, wait, you said you won't hurt me like that. We–we agreed!"

"I know... But it'll barely hurt you, really. Just a teensy drop of blood."

"But, but, no–"

She had already grabbed hold of his soft penis. She carefully placed the prick on the underside and let it strike.

He screamed.

There it was, that blooming bead of blood right under his glans. She stared at it greedily before reaching in and licking it off with the tip of her tongue. She continued to press him a little more and suckled him, drawing out just a little more blood.

"What the fuck, Aria!" Jacob yelled. "This is fucked up! Are you a fucking vampire?" He demanded, forgetting he was completely immobilised here with an apparently completely unhinged woman.

"Shut up, or I'll do your balls next!" She threatened.

He went quiet, though his thoughts raced, considering a myriad of possibilities of what could happen next. If he could get out of there in one piece, that was probably all that mattered.