Sub story: No deals

You come back into the room

dressed in black from head to toe.

A pair of handcuffs hangs from your belt.

You walk across the room

and press me up against the wall.

In those heels you are looking down on me slightly.

You lean in and press your lips to mine.

You open your mouth a little.

I open mine.

Immediately you force your tongue inside,

hungrily exploring.

Pushing.

Penetrating.

I feel your hand slip inside my pants,

I'm already hard.

Nails gently scraping down my full length.

Your hand envelopes my balls

and starts to squeeze.

I moan but you are still in my mouth.

You devour my discomfort.

Your other hand is on my throat now,

pinning me in place.

I can still breathe

but talking is impossible.

You pull back slightly

and fix my eyes with yours.

"Submit to me.

It's what you want.

But remember this,

there are no rules,

there are no deals,

there are no promises that I must keep."

I can't speak.

My balls ache.

My instinct is to defend myself.

My arms are tensed,

ready to push you away.

The last thing I want.

"Do you want me to stop squeezing?"

I give a nod.

"If you're ready to submit,

take the cuffs from my belt

and lock your hands behind your back."

I do as you tell me.

The handcuffs are snug on my wrists.

You look behind me.

I snap the cuffs apart a couple of times

to show you that I'm secured.

You lean in,

whispering in my ear,

"Remember,

no rules,

no deals,

no promises that I must keep".

You start to squeeze even harder.

A rasping whimper escapes from my mouth.

"Did you think I would stop squeezing

when you put the cuffs on?

Did you think we had a *deal*?"

I nod,

feeling like a fool.

You squeeze some more.

I pull at the cuffs behind my back,

groaning and wriggling.

"It's not fair is it?"

I shake my head.

You laugh.

"I didn't bring you here

to be fair to you!"

"You are here to eat pussy

and beg for mercy.

I can assure you,

I have precious little of that in store."