1. This is a sequel series to another story I wrote and posted in the story forums called “Strip Club Tease Toy”. I recommend reading it first in order to get the full picture of how exactly Dan ended up in this situation. I’m certainly biased but I think it’s worth it.
2. This is the fourth of a six part series, and I’ll be publishing the rest of the installments weekly(ish), so if you like my stuff, keep an eye out for future installments (and please let me know in the comments: knowing that people actually are enjoying this makes working on it a lot more fun!)
3. If you HAVE already read “Strip Club Tease Toy”, you may notice a few small changes: I changed a few names and details for continuity reasons, but it’s nothing super complex. In fact, I imagine the only thing the average reader would notice is that I’ve changed Sarah’s name to Cindi. But that’s why, if you notice anything different.
That’s it! Please enjoy, and again, PLEASE let me know if you did! I have a lot of future plans for the hapless Dan Green, and I’m having a lot of fun doing this.
Tease Toy Orientation: A Date With Destiny
Dan was woken up abruptly Friday morning at 5am by a loud dinging from his phone. His grabbed for it clumsily in the dark, trying to ignore his throbbing morning erection and the humiliating sensation of the high tech cock ring that encircled his genitals. Like every night since he had been ensnared by the erotic dancers of The Tease Club, his dreams were haunted by the women who had quickly become the center of his universe, kissing, licking, giggling, and rubbing against him every time he drifted off to sleep. He blinked a few times, trying to clear the sleep from his eyes, and then focused on the phone’s screen, seeing the hot pink notification alert. Cindi had sent him a text message.
That woke him up. God, what was he in store for today? He clicked on the pink bubble with a sense of anxiety rising in his gut, and read. “Hiiiiii Dan!” The message began, “I hope you had sweet dreams…I can’t believe you’re already almost at the end of your first week as Practice Coach for our humble little strip club! Destiny tells me that she is VERY excited to get to know you this weekend…and I’m sure you are very much looking forward to Sunday night, aren’t you, you horny little pervert?
“All the girls are telling me that you’ve been a REALLY well mannered employee: so if you keep it up, Sunday should be pretty fun! ;) Anyway, once you show up tonight, you belong to the club for the weekend, don’t forget! So make sure you pack a weekend bag: you should bring a nice suit (something dapper!), a couple changes of casual clothes, and any toiletries or medications that you need, ok? Oh, and don’t eat dinner before you come in for your shift: don’t worry, I’ll explain later. See you at 6! XOXO”
While he was staring at the message, trying to wake the rest of the way up so that he could process what his life had become, another message came through, this time a selfie of Cindi herself. It was just her face blowing a kiss, which was remarkably tame for her, but Dan found himself studying the soft curve of her round, dimpled cheeks, the adorable spattering of freckles across the bridge of her nose, her soft and full puckering pink lips, her piercing and laughing blue eyes, and he found his cock beginning to twitch.
“God”, he thought miserably, “She really is SO fucking beautiful.” Again, in spite of himself, he found he was looking forward to smelling, tasting, touching her again tonight, and suddenly felt a strong drive to crawl out of bed so that he could begin packing.
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As he got undressed, he considered what he knew about his new “owners”. Over the last few days, Dan had begun to develop a sense of how each of these girls operated…he didn’t want to rely too much on any observations he had made, as a large part of the games they played with him revolved around fucking with his sense of reality, but he was definitely starting to feel pretty confident about some of their preferences and character traits.
Cindi seemed to enjoy openly mocking and toying with Dan for the most part, but she definitely had a soft side that she loved to use to keep him off balance. Lexi seemed satisfied with cultivating pure terror at her wrath, and enjoyed making Dan feel psychologically weak. And Dominique seemed to simply enjoy the experience of physical domination and making a man feel helpless. The other two, however…
Trixi, with her shy act and incredible creations, was still a bit of a mystery to be sure, but the biggest question mark for Dan was Destiny. The tall, voluptuous, kind eyed, Black dancer had been on his mind more than once since he had seen her on that stage. He turned the knob and stepped into the shower. As the freezing water blasted against him, and he gasped to catch his breath, his thoughts turned from Destiny’s body to her eyes. “Her eyes had felt so kind when she smiled at me…” he thought to himself, as rivulets of freezing water streamed down his torso and brought a small but much needed relief to his aching testicles.
Even when the others had been laughing at him, giggling at his discomfort, seeing him as some sort of plaything, Destiny had seemed genuinely…interested in him? He thought about something that had occurred to him when Cindi first introduced him to the rest of the girls on Tuesday: the idea that it was possible that not all of them knew that he was actually being blackmailed. What if she was the one who could help him out of this? What if she was the one he could convince to turn on the others, to help him escape?
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He was finding it harder and harder to deny that he was hungry for more.
Dan grunted in frustration as he felt his cock began to twitch and grow again, and he almost punched the wall of the shower in frustration and confusion. He turned the stream of water directly on his genitals now, and closed his eyes, shuddering and struggling to catch his breath. No. He was going to beat this. He wasn’t going to be manipulated like this. He was a man, goddammit, and he was in control.
He took deep breaths until he felt that he had steadied himself. He would show up tonight, he decided, as he finally got out of the shower, toweled off, and began to get dressed. Just in case Destiny was the weak link, after all. This is what he told himself, at least, as he drove to work, his nicest suit and 3 days of clothes packed in a bag in his trunk. That he wasn’t going to the police yet because he still had other options for fixing this, for getting out of it.
He also told himself that the memory of Destiny’s miraculous breasts pressing against him, which for some reason kept flitting through his brain, had absolutely nothing to do with the decision.
***
When Dan got to The Tease Club after work, he was careful this time to park somewhere where he would be alright if he couldn’t get to his car for a few days. As he walked towards the unobtrusive Gentleman’s club that had quickly become the center of his world, his weekend bag in one arm, he found his breath growing short in his chest, his mouth beginning to water, and his cock beginning to excitedly twitch in anticipation. “God, Pavlov was right, I guess.” He muttered to himself in dismay. He was so deep in thought that he jumped a bit as the back door to the Tease Club bounced open upon his approach.
Cindi was standing there, a big, friendly smile spreading across her gorgeous face. “Hi Dan!” She giggled excitedly, and pulled him inside the increasingly familiar, nude poster lined back hallway of The Tease. The instant he saw her he felt his body respond. She was wearing a white, low cut, spaghetti strap top that clung to her like a second skin, and a lacey red bra that he could see the outline of through the thin cotton fabric of her shirt. She was also wearing bright red, skin tight short shorts that hugged the curve of her hips, and Dan again found himself absolutely mesmerized by the way her body jiggled slightly with every shift and step. She was barefoot, and Dan saw that her toes, like her fingernails, were today painted in a glistening red.
A gorgeous, genuine smile spread across her face as she pushed the door closed behind him, and to Dan’s dismay, he felt something akin to love rise up in him as she brushed her electric blue bangs out of her eyes. She was almost supernaturally beautiful, and when she looked at him like that, he felt like he was falling into her eyes. He suddenly remembered how important it had felt to him to help her with Dominique and Lexi’s bickering yesterday, and again he wondered silently what was happening to him, but the thought was cut off when she slid her arms around his neck and pulled her face close to his, filling his mouth and nostrils with her scent.
“There’s my sweet guy!” She exclaimed, stepping forward so that her body pressed firmly against his. She gave a little wiggle as she continued, giggling a bit at the way Dan’s breath caught in his throat as she moved against him. “You are such a rock star Dan! I don’t know what you did yesterday, but it’s like night and day with Dominique and Lexi. I really appreciate all your hard work, I hope you know that Dan.” She nuzzled her nose lightly against his, and then pressed her mouth against his, kissing him deeply, her tongue flicking playfully against his. She tasted incredible, and Dan breathed her in hungrily. Then she pulled back, and smiled again.
“I’m really excited for you to ACTUALLY get to know Destiny today. I just know you’re going to love her. Why don’t you get undressed, put your clothes in your bag, and then follow me back to the Break Room, okay Dan? I need to explain a few things about how today’s going to work before we get started.” She stepped away, looking at him expectantly with a playful smirk, and he sighed and began to undress.
No matter how many times he did this, alone or with an audience, getting stark naked like this in the back hallway of a strip club made him feel frighteningly exposed and dirty, and he could feel Cindi’s eyes crawl all over his body as he did so. When his underwear came off, she giggled at the sight of his cock, half erect already, nestled securely in the Control Ring.
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She leaned forward, pressing her lips against his ear, and when she spoke, the puff of hot breath and the light touch of her mouth against his ear sent an involuntary shudder through his body. “Why don’t you go ahead and put on your uniform, okay Dan? That way I can explain how tonight is going to work while I watch you strap yourself in.” The finger tracing his spine was joined by the rest of her hand at the small of his back, and she pushed him forward, slightly but firmly, so that he stumbled clumsily for a moment before catching his balance, and then she walked over to the large, overstuffed easy chair in which Lexi and Trixi had teased him so relentlessly on Tuesday. There, she sat down, crossing her legs and eyeing him with a hungry grin.
Dan’s cheeks burned with embarrassment, and he began to fasten the many thin, silvery straps that made up the device around his body, starting with his ankles and moving up each bare leg. Cindi began to talk as he did so, and he could again hear that dancing, almost imperceptible laughter behind her voice as she explained what Dan’s Friday “shift” would consist of.
“So, you know, obviously we’re all strippers, but what you may not realize, Dan, is that sometimes stripping is just one part of the job for a successful sex worker. A lot of girls are looking to develop skills that go beyond a simple lap dance, after all. For example, Lexi makes most of her big money working as a Dominatrix, actually. Trixi has a pretty successful OnlyFans account. Dominique’s done a bunch of phone sex work. You gotta make that money anyway you can, right? Well, anyway, Destiny’s pretty new to the professional side of cock teasing, and she asked some of the more senior girls to teach her some things that go beyond the strip club skill set. So, Lex and I have been helping her come up with a Dominatrix Scene that she wants to practice on you. It’s sort of like a… homework assignment for her, I guess you could call it.”
Even just talking about this was already turning Dan on, and Cindi giggled as she watched his cock begin to thicken and twitch as he strapped Trixi’s Exoskeleton to his torso, before continuing, “See, a ‘scene’ basically just means a sexual fantasy role play scenario…and the best ones work the best because they’re creative and dynamic…So Lex and I gave her a few basic suggestions, and asked her to come up with something. Destiny’s going to come in in about 5 minutes and she will be in character for the entire scene. She’ll explain the rules, and then the games will start, ok? I’m just here to give advice and provide her support, so just keep your attention on Destiny.”
Her eyes narrowed for a moment and she looked at Dan warningly. “She worked hard on this, so make sure you play along. Is that clear, Dan?”
Dan was just fastening the final bands around his neck and jawline, and he nodded quickly. Cindi smiled, pleased at his fast response, and stood up, gesturing to the chair in which she had been sitting. “Good, Dan! What a good, obedient man you’ve become!” She said in a sweet and condescending voice that was accompanied by a playful smile, “Well then, why don’t you grab a seat so you can wait for Destiny to come show you what she’s been working on?”
The instant Dan sunk into the chair, the silvery bands encircling every inch of his body suddenly grew as stiff and unmoving as steel, locking him in place. With a frozen neck, he looked out of the corner of his eye, expecting to see the Remote Control in Cindi’s hand, and was surprised to find that she was holding up her phone instead. “Cool, right? Trixi figured we might want to take some of her toys for a spin out in public, so she whipped up a little smart phone app version of her remote.”
She walked over to the chair, and stroked his face lovingly with one hand as he looked up at her trembling. Then she pressed her screen again, and Dan gasped loudly as he felt an incredibly slight, vibrating pulse begin to emanate from the Control Ring.
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She slid her arms around his neck and looked deeply into his eyes, before smiling widely at him and beginning to rhythmically clench and unclench her thighs against his sensitive member. Dan gasped again, and went glassy eyed as her soft, cool thighs began to firm and loosen against him, over and over. He was constantly exhilarated and terrified by how quickly these women could turn him into a mindless, pleasure hungry animal. “You know,” she whispered, as he moaned and gasped out ragged breaths, “I only met Destiny a year and a half ago. But I could tell right away that she was a natural cocktease. And the more I taught her the more I realized, it wasn’t just that she was a natural: she was just an absolute prodigy at this.”
She looked off slightly and smiled, and Dan was slightly surprised to see what looked like real pride on her face. Then she laughed, “Honestly, with a body like that girl’s rocking, most women figure they don’t need the level of skill she’s looking for. But she’s hungry for knowledge Dan, you know what I mean? She’s driven, and really wants to get better. Honestly, pretty soon she’s going to know everything that I do. I’m really proud of her.”
As if on cue, there was a knock at the break room door, and Dan heard Destiny’s soft voice call from the other side. “Cindi? Are you two ready for me in there?” Cindi looked into his eyes and smiled before giggling in a loud voice, “Just getting him warmed up for you, D! One second!” She spun around so that her feet fell to the floor, causing her thighs to twist around his throbbing cock one final time as the weight of her round ass shifted to his lower stomach. Then she stepped off of him, his now pulsing cock finally slipping free of her soft thighs, and she strolled across the room, making herself comfortable on the couch, before calling out, “Come on in!”
Frozen in his seat by the Exoskeleton, Dan was positioned directly facing the door, and he watched as the latch clicked, the door swung open, and Destiny walked demurely into the room. Dan’s jaw almost dropped to the floor, and a slight, involuntary grunt emanated from deep within him that made Sarah giggle to his right. Destiny was adorned in some kind of black and white, skintight, latex bondage outfit, and he was so entranced by the sight of her every impressive curve encased in shimmering latex that it took him a moment to realize that the black and white latex head dress that she was wearing was a habit. “Oh my fucking god” He thought deliriously, and felt his cock grow even harder somehow, “She’s dressed like a nun. She’s dressed like a fucking nun.”
Destiny’s “habit” wrapped around her forehead tightly, giving even her warm, kind face a slightly more severe look than normal, but the several wild curls which peeked out of the latex and bounced gently around her face slightly softened the effect. She was wearing a deep, almost liquid red lipstick, and she pursed her lips sensuously at him as she watched him take in her appearance. She wore a tight, white latex collar around her neck that reached from the edge of her jawline to the slight indent of her collarbone, which completed the “nun” appearance she was clearly going for very effectively.
On her body she wore what Dan could only describe as a black, latex, one piece bathing suit with full length sleeves. The neckline of the material was plunging, and Destiny’s miraculous breasts were bursting out of the front to such a degree that Dan found it difficult to look anywhere else. Skin tight, black latex sleeves stopped at each wrist, and the high waistline left her thick thighs exposed up to top of each curved hip.
White accents piped along the edges of the outfit, highlighting her hourglass figure, and standing out in stark contrast against Destiny’s dark skin and the shimmering black of the body suit. Two frilly white garter belts positioned about half way up each impressive thigh, and white fishnet stockings, which accentuated every line and curve of her dark, shapely legs, completed the ensemble. Dan saw with a bewildering surge of arousal that, except for the white fishnets, Destiny was barefoot.
“Look at me Daniel.” Destiny said in a soft, but firm voice, and Dan found his eyes crawling back up her miraculous body. As he did so, she bent down slightly and reached forward, tenderly stroking his trembling face with soft fingertips. He had forgotten how tall she was, and seeing this brick house of a woman towering over his naked and bound body as he stared up at her was beginning to overwhelm him. He swallowed loudly as he met her gaze, and again found himself almost disappearing into her large, dark, liquid, loving eyes. “Welcome to the Church of Our Lady of Perpetual Pleasure…” She cooed at him sweetly, “You may call me Sister Destiny. I’m so glad you have decided to unburden your soul with us. Are you ready for Confession, Disciple Daniel? I think it will be soooo healing for you.”
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Dan watched out of the corner of his eye, terrified and aroused, as Cindi handed Destiny the phone that apparently now ran both his Control Ring and his Exoskeleton, and a small clear plastic bottle. Destiny then knelt at the foot of the chair, sitting on both knees and looking up at Dan with demure, doe like eyes, and placed the bottle (which Dan could now see was more baby oil…”Fuck, he thought, “These women loved their baby oil.”) at her side. Dan’s eyes crawled hungrily over her body, and he almost instinctually strained against the Exoskeleton, his mouth watering at the sight of her, but when she began to speak he met her eyes instantly. In just a week, he already knew exactly what was expected of him.
“Now, now, my sweet disciple,” Destiny giggled, shaking her head in amused disapproval at his straining muscles, “No struggling against your restraints. It won’t do you any good anyway, my child. Mother Superior tells me that you are new to our convent…and the particular form of Confession we practice at Our Lady of Perpetual Pleasure, yes? Well, that’s alright. I’m here to guide you through this healing journey” She held up her phone in one hand, reached to press the screen, and then paused, looking at him with a sly smile. “I’m going to release you for just a moment so that I can help you into what we call The Pose of Supplication, Daniel…You won’t do anything naughty, will you?”
Dan remembered the bolt of electricity that had torn up through his body from his scrotum when Lexi had demonstrated the Control Ring’s “taser” feature on Tuesday, and quickly shook his head as much as the bands against his neck would allow, “No! Of-of course not Destiny! Nothing naughty. I’ll be perfectly still. I promise.” Destiny looked at him sharply for a moment, one eyebrow raised expectantly, and when he looked at her in quiet confusion, she corrected him in a slightly firm voice, “SISTER Destiny. Daniel, my name is Sister Destiny. Is that clear?” Dan apologized, sputtering and shaking, and Destiny nodded in approval, finally pressing the screen of her phone, causing the Exoskeleton to slacken once more against him.
“Now for the Pose of Supplication, Daniel,” she almost whispered, in a cooing, playful tone, batting her long eyelashes at him flirtatiously as she knelt down before him, “Slide back, so your back is flat against the chair, lift and spread your legs so that your ankles rest against the edge of each armrest, and rest your palms flat against the outside of the chair. Then position your head so you are looking riiiight at me.”
Daniel obeyed immediately, feeling ridiculous but simultaneously overwhelmed with arousal. The easy chair was so large that the effect of sitting like this felt almost like he was in medical stirrups, leaving not only his cock, but also his inner thighs, taint, scrotum and feet completely exposed. He felt his cheeks and his ears burn with humiliation, almost as strongly as his cock throbbed with desire.
The instant he was in position, Destiny (“Sister Destiny” his mind whispered sinfully, and his hungry member throbbed again) tapped her phone again, and Dan felt the bands encasing him harden once more, his legs now splayed out widely. He watched helplessly as Destiny reached down for the bottle at her side, drizzled a generous helping of baby oil into one hand, and proceeded to explain the rules to this evening’s “fun and games”.
“You see, Daniel” she began, as she sensuously spread the oil across the soft cocoa skin of each hand with light, grazing fingertips, “The Sisters of Our Lady of Perpetual Pleasure, we believe that sin is just a byproduct of untruth. That all of the evil in the world comes from the lies that we tell each other, and the lies we tell ourselves. And that it is with the unburdening of our souls of these lies that we may heal, and find peace. So when we hear a Confession, we ask for the disciple who has come to us, not to unburden his soul of his sins…but to unburden his soul of his SECRETS.” She giggled at his confused face, and extended her index finger, glistening with oil, and pressed it gently against the underside of his shaft, before gliding up lightly, barely making contact, causing him to strain against the Exoskeleton in a desperate attempt to push his hips forward.
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She smiled at him lovingly again, before continuing, “So today, my beautiful disciple, to help you better deal with your sinful lust, you are going to tell Mother Superior and myself, in complete and excruciating detail, aaaall about the most embarrassing and humiliating sexual experience of your adult life.”
Dan froze, just for an instant, as Destiny’s words hit him, and the most mortifying memory of his life came crashing back to him, but he tried as quickly as possible to hide any sort of reaction. “You can’t tell her about THAT,” he thought, his stomach suddenly plummeting in terror and panic. “You can’t tell ANYONE about THAT…even the girls involved promised they would never tell anyone…” He worked to suppress a shiver, thinking, “and if she senses that you’ve got a good story she’ll torture it out of you, she’ll make you tell her everything, you know she will, so just stay calm, keep your face calm, don’t show any weakness…”
The twinkle of recognition that was growing in her eyes as she watched his reaction, however, told him it was too late to hide the moment of terror that had flitted across his face. “Oh wow!” Destiny giggled, “You must have a GOOD secret to share, Daniel! You looked like a deer in the headlights, hehe…VERY good to know!”
She pressed one oily finger back against his cock, and this time slid lightly up the left side of his throbbing member, circling the sensitive head once, and then sliding back down the right side. Each movement of her slippery digit against his swollen member was like a bolt of electricity through his body, and he gasped as he strained uselessly against the unyielding Exoskeleton.
She repeated this motion, lightly grazing him over and over as she continued, ignoring his soft moaning. “Now of course, many times, although the disciple is willing, the desire to lie and to hide from the truth becomes overwhelming. And so to help, the Sisters offer an incentive. The better the story, the more you describe your embarrassment, the more detail you give, the more you will be rewarded with divine pleasure.”
He gasped loudly now, as he felt her soft, slippery fingers encircle his cock and squeeze gently, once, twice, three times, before releasing him completely again, leaving him shuddering and panting. “If I think that you are lying to me, however,” She continued, now in a much firmer voice, “Or trying to hide any details…or if you don’t answer my questions…or if your story isn’t entertaining enough…” and , to Dan’s horror, her hands moved outward, away from his cock and towards his helpless feet, which were facing outwards towards her against each armrest.
He flexed and wriggled his toes desperately in a vain attempt to escape, the only part of his foot that had freedom of movement, as he watched Destiny rake her clear, manicured, gel capped nails lightly against the arch of each foot, setting off an explosion of desperate laughter from within him. She was mercifully quick, however, and finished with a sweet smile, “I can always provide you with a little reminder of how important your duty to the truth is.”
As she smiled at him, Dan was bizarrely struck by how, even in this context, Destiny’s smile seemed remarkably genuine and loving. He felt almost bashful at her gaze, and again felt butterflies explode in his stomach every time she looked at him. “So Daniel,” she whispered up at him in a husky, hungry voice, “Are you reading to give your confession?”
Dan stared at her, bug eyed, his mind racing to think of something he could make up that she would believe, or something he could do not to talk about that humiliating weekend, but he was so turned on that he couldn’t think straight. He saw out of the corner of his eye that Cindi was looking at him again with that same stern look that she had given him before Destiny had entered the room, and her warning echoed through his mind one final time: “She worked hard on this, so make sure you play along. Is that clear, Dan?” And as much as he wanted to deny it…fuck, he wanted to feel Destiny’s soft skin against his. To smell her. To taste her. He sighed, resigning himself to his circumstances, and opened his mouth to share an experience that he had never shared with another human soul, his ears already burning in humiliation.
“Well…I-I was a Sophomore in college.” He started, tentatively, and the instant he began to speak, Destiny slipped forward, and began to lightly stroke and rub her fingers against Dan’s exposed taint and extreme inner thighs, causing his voice to go up almost an octave as Sarah snorted with laughter. “I was, well I guess you could say I was pretty sh-shy back then, and I didn’t talk to girls much. I definitely didn’t expect them to just come up and talk to me. It was a Tuesday night, and I was studying in the library by myself, when this beautiful girl who looked a few years ahead of me came down and sat at the table across.”
Despite the precision of her probing, teasing, oily fingers, Destiny never broke eye contact with Dan as he spoke, and he felt like she was looking deeply into his soul, which was a sensation that made him feel even more ridiculously exposed than his actual nudity. She giggled, lifting her right hand to his scrotum and cupping it gently. Then she began to slowly move her fingers against the sensitive skin as her left fingers began to press lightly against his vulnerable taint so that she lightly teased his prostate. “Oooooh, intriguing start, Daniel!” She cooed, and the sight of her full, glistening, crimson lips made his mouth water as he struggled to catch his breath, “Tell me about this girl!”
“Her name was Bobbi,” Dan said with a quavering voice, “Of-Of course I didn’t know that yet. I had never seen her before. But I noticed her the second she sat down. She was tall, like as tall as you, De…Uh, Sister Destiny. And she was…” He thought about her face, and he almost lost his train of thought for a moment, “…God she was gorgeous.” A thought crossed his mind, and he suddenly added in a bit of a panic, looking back at Destiny, “Not more beautiful than you though, Sister Destiny! Or Mother Superior, of course!”
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Her hand fell away from face, but this time it settled lightly, palm down, against the head of his cock, and she began to move it in tight, slow, circles, eliciting another quavering moan from her captive storyteller. As she looked up at him, she whispered in a much softer voice, never stopping the movement of her hand against his dribbling head, “So keep going Daniel. Tell me about this girl. I want to know EVERYTHING.”
He sputtered and gasped for a moment, but somehow found his voice despite the onslaught of slippery friction against his cock head, “She had these…oh God, these stunning, witchy eyes,” he began, a perfect image of Bobbi rising up in his mind’s eye, “You know the kind that are almost scary? They were a dark green, and so big. She- she had dark brown hair, and wore it straight in this short bob that curled in around her ears, so that she had this refined confidence to her, and when she smiled…god it was like her smile was somehow bigger than her face somehow, you know? Her teeth were perfect, she wore this hot pink lip gloss that glistened in the light. She…”
He stopped for just a moment, suddenly incredibly embarrassed, and then thought to himself, “Well, I guess if you’re really going to actually tell this story you’re going to have to admit a lot more than this. Buckle up Danny boy, here we go.”
He started again, panting heavily as he spoke, “She really turned me on, if I’m being honest, Sister Destiny. She was athletic, had soft, creamy skin, she had a long, swan like neck, and an incredibly tight body. She had a small chest but wide hips, and she just had a confidence about the way she carried herself physically that was incredibly hot. She was just wearing jeans and a black tank top when I first met her, nothing flashy, but…god, even her collar bone, her arms, her ears was sexy. She chewed on the end of her pen as she read, and…god, seeing her rub that pen against her lower lip like that, it was hypnotizing. I-I just kept peeking at her over and over. I couldn’t help it. She was just so fucking hot.”
A bashful look flitted across his face as he Destiny watched him with a soft smile, never slowing her delicate fingers against him. “I…heh, I guess I thought I was getting away with staring, because she didn’t say anything for a long time. The longer it went on the longer I felt safe to stare. She didn’t look up once, but after about half an hour of sitting there, she suddenly slammed her book down on the table, looked up at me, and yelled, ‘I’m sorry, can I help you with something?’ “
Cindi snorted again, and Dan felt the burning sensation return to his ears, as he struggled to continue, “I was mortified. I thought I was going to look up to a room full of people staring at us, but…I hadn’t looked at anything in the room other than her and my textbook for a while, and it took me a minute to realize how empty the library was.”
“I started to try to apologize, and was fumbling over saying anything that actually made sense, when she suddenly burst out laughing. ‘Relax!’, she said with a suddenly much friendlier voice, ‘I’m just fucking with you. I’m Bobbi.’ She leaned forward, and stuck out her hand across the table for me to shake, and asked for my name. I was…well, let’s just say I was confused, but the whole experience was giving me such bizarre whiplash that I felt a bit dazed, and I just shook her hand and introduced myself while I tried to figure out what exactly was happening.”
He smiled for a moment in spite of himself as he thought back to that first night. “She didn’t let go of my hand for almost 10 seconds,” he said, as he tried to ignore the sensations against his cock as much as he could. “She, just held my hand in both of hers and smiled at me, staring, like she was trying to figure me out, and kind of rubbing her fingertips against my skin a little. She felt electric…and warm…and soft. I felt like I was getting dizzy, and then she said in this quiet, somehow both sweet and scary voice, ’Well it’s very nice to meet you Dan. So…would you like to explain why you’ve been staring at me for the last half an hour?’ “
It was Destiny’s turn to giggle now, and she slid her right hand down from his cock head and her left hand up from his taint, pressing his throbbing cock between her flat palms. “Oh WOW, I like this girl! Don’t stop now Daniel, it’s just getting good! How did that make you feel, you little perv? Getting called out like that? Were you hard yet at this point? I bet you were, weren’t you? C’mon Dan, keep going! Don’t you want to let out all those horrible, pent up secrets? I promise, you’ll feel soooooo much better…” She began to slide her palms back and forth at alternating intervals as she playfully teased him, rolling his desperate cock between her soft, oily palms like a rolling pin against dough, and Dan’s muscles surged desperately and uselessly again against the Exoskeleton.
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He opened his mouth to continue, however, trying to regain control of his voice: he hadn’t forgotten how exposed the soles of his feet were in this position, nor her warning to keep her entertained, and besides that he was so horny that he was desperate to keep her beautiful hands on his cock for as long as he could. Now that he had started telling this lifelong secret shame, he felt it pouring out of him, almost with a life of its own.
His voice was cracked and wavering as he continued, and Sarah smiled inwardly as she heard the first tell tale signs in his voice that Dan would soon be sobbing with frustration, “I-I tried to deny it, to pull my hand away…”, he gasped, “But she didn’t let go. Her grip felt gentle, but it was firm, and I remember, she shook her head, and again, in that same sweet and scary voice whispered, ‘Why are you lying to me Dan? I saw you looking at me. Do you think I’m pretty Dan? Is that it? Do you think I’m sexy? Do I make your cock get all hard in your pants Dan?’ “
He closed his eyes in humiliation and blurted out, “And I WAS hard, okay? God, I think I had been rock hard within 5 minutes of her sitting down.” His cheeks grew red again, “She…God, she took off her sandals when she had sat down, and…her feet were just peaking out of the side of the table. They were so cute, and tiny, and her skin looked so soft…and she kept RUBBING them against each other, over and over. That, plus the pen in her mouth…Fuck, I just didn’t have a chance.”
Destiny’s flat palms softened against his member, and Dan emitted a guttural grunt as he watched her slowly encircle his cock in both hands and between to twist gently against it in opposing directions. She stared at him, silently instructing him to go on with her eyes, and he opened his mouth again to continue, trying once more to overcome the overwhelming sensations against his helpless shaft. “I told her that I did think she was sexy, that I hadn’t been able to stop staring at her since she sat down, and that I was really sorry, and didn’t mean anything by it. She laughed at that a little, and let go of my hand, and looked at me with those witchy green eyes. I thought she was going to scream at me, or worse, laugh at me…but then she smiled, and told me that she thought I was pretty cute too.”
“I-I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. You have to understand,” Dan explained as he tried to ignore the sensation of Destiny drizzling another healthy helping of baby oil along his tortured cock, “I-I didn’t talk to women back then. Women didn’t talk to me. It was the start of my sophomore year in college and I’d never even gone on a date. The idea that this gorgeous woman was interested in me, much less talking to me, I had no idea what to do. And then…” An odd expression, a kind of combination of ecstasy and agony, crossed Dan’s face, and Destiny felt his cock twitch hungrily in her stroking fingers, “that was when I felt her put her foot in my crotch.”
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“Anyway, she kept it up for a while, but suddenly she pulled her foot back, and asked what I was doing tomorrow, and would I like to spend some more time with her, like it was the most normal thing in the world. I was panting, shaking, but she was just looking at me with this sweet little quiet smile. I-I couldn’t believe it. She was asking me out.” He snorted and shook his head, “I don’t even remember what I said, honestly. All I remember was the shocked realization that kept hitting me in waves: that this beautiful woman had just jerked me off with her bare foot, and now she wanted to see me again tomorrow.”
“I think I mumbled something nonsensical, and nodded, which made her giggle, and then she wrote down her number, slid it across the table to me, and said, ‘Well then Daniel, why don’t you call me tomorrow around 6 and let me know where we’re going on our date, ok? I’m really looking forward to it.’ She got up, walked over to me, gave me a soft, lingering kiss on the cheek, and then walked away. I-I just sat there, with a raging hard on, trying to catch my breath, feeling the soft wetness of her lips fading against my cheek, wondering what the hell had just happened.”
Cindi giggled again, and Dan could see out of the corner of his eye that she was beginning to idly pinch and play with her nipples through the fabric of her white cotton top. She was clearly enjoying the story. Then he heard her say in a soft, amused voice, “Daniel is doing very well with his confession so far Sister Destiny, don’t you think? Such good storytelling! I think we are all quite excited to see where this ends up, of course, but I think Daniel has earned a reward for his truthfulness so far, don’t you think Sister? Why don’t you show him that new trick that I’ve been teaching you to reward the faithful?”
Destiny smiled up at Daniel, with what looked like real pride shining in her eyes, and nodded, “I think that’s wonderful idea, Mother Superior. Now Daniel, why don’t you tell us aaaaallll about your first date with the lovely Bobbi while I show you some of the time honored techniques of my convent?” Dan swallowed loudly and nervously, and opened his mouth to speak again, but as soon as he did so, Destiny took the thumb and forefinger of her right hand, and formed a tight, oily circle just below the ridge of his helmet, applying the slightest amount of pressure. As he began to describe his first date with raven haired Bobbi, Destiny began to squeeze up and down gently up and down the ridge of his cock head, creating the sensation that he was pressing just the tip of his desperate member against a tight, slippery, soft hole.
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“W-We went mini golfing. Ah…Ahh…I-I know, sort of lame and cliche, but remember, I had no idea what I was doing…anyway, she seemed to eat it up. She had her hands all over me all night, was laughing at all of my jokes, and when she looked at me and smiled…God, my legs felt like jelly. She told me all about herself: she was a senior, she was in some sorority, called Theta Nu Delta. She told me about her family and I talked a little about mine. It was great.”
He stiffened again, flexing his fingers and toes furiously in helpless frustration- this thing Destiny was doing against the ridge of his helmet with two squeezing, sliding fingers was melting his brain, and it took everything he had to keep his voice steady enough to be understood. His found himself caught in her deep gaze like a tractor beam, seemingly unable to keep a single detail from her. “She walked me back to my car afterwards and even in the parking lot, I was already kicking myself, because I knew I was going to chicken out when it came to making a move. But, I-I didn’t have to worry…she made the move for me. Before I could say a word, she had pushed me up against the car and pressed against me, her hands in my hair and her tongue down my throat.”
“We made out for close to 20 minutes against the hood of the car. At first I was frozen, my hands at my sides, but Bobbi grabbed my left hand and slid it against her ass, and grabbed my right and pulled it against her chest. I was hard in 30 seconds, and felt like the world was spinning. She tasted amazing, and she sort of rolled her body against me as she pressed her wet lips against mine, over and over. She nibbled at my lips, slid her tongue against mine, kissing me forcefully as I grabbed hungrily and clumsily at her. She let out these adorable little moans as she straddled me, and she stroked my face and played with my hair the whole time. Then suddenly, almost like a timer had gone off in her head, she pulled back, gave me a smile, said ‘Well, I had a great time! Call me tomorrow, okay Dan?’ and turned to walk away.”
“I…I…” Dan’s breath was starting to grow heavier now, and as Destiny watched, tears of frustration began to well up in his eyes, and his voice faded slightly. The combination of Destiny’s skilled hands and the memory of being ravished like that on the hood of a car in the prime of his sexual youth was taking a toll, and Dan’s cock had taken on a decidedly purplish hue as it pulsed between her thumb and finger. Destiny smiled, incredibly pleased with herself, and decided to take things into overdrive.
She slid her left hand back against the soft skin directly below his scrotum, and began to lightly stroke, teasing his prostate again. Simultaneously, she began to vibrate the thumb and forefinger encircling the head of his cock, keeping the movement as small and fast as possible. An elongated moan burst out of Dan, and Destiny saw the first real tear of the evening begin to roll slowly down his face, but she kept vibrating against him. After about 30 seconds of this, he lost what little remained of his composure and began to beg.
“Oh God, please! Destiny, you have to stop…please stop. Or just let me cum. I’ll do anything. I-I promise I’ll tell you the rest of the story, I swear to fucking GOD I will, Destiny. I’ll tell you any secret you want to know, I’ll give you anything, just please, PLEASE let me cum!” A ragged sob burst out of him as he looked down at Destiny with bugged out, pleading eyes, but to his despair, Destiny’s face immediately became displeased, and her hands fell away from his throbbing cock.
The instant she stopped touching him, he regretted his words, and his stomach dropped as he saw the look on her face. The manipulations of her skilled fingers, as torturous as they were, felt ten times as maddening when they disappeared. But even worse than that, he watched in sudden horror as Destiny, never breaking eye contact with Dan, began to drift slowly in the direction of his left foot. As he watched helplessly, she began to lightly stroke his calf with one hand and, smiling at him playfully, nuzzled her nose against the ball of his outstretched sole.
“I’ve told you twice now Daniel, my name is SISTER Destiny. And it doesn’t sound to me like you are being very thankful for the services that the Sisters of Our Lady of Perpetual Pleasure provide to poor lost souls like yourself.” Her hand slid playfully down Dan’s ankle, her fingertips dragging slightly against his sensitive skin, and he tried and failed to suppress a terrified giggle. Destiny batted her eyes innocently at him, and kissed her lips gently against his big toe, “Don’t you want your soul to be healed, Daniel? Do I need to remind you of how the Sisters help souls who falter on their journey through Confession?”
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Cindi slid to the far end of the couch, so that she was more clearly in Dan’s line of sight, and she winked playfully at him as she giggled, “I think ten minutes is incredibly merciful. Sister Destiny. Your sheep are lucky as always to have you as their shepherd.” Dan looked back at Destiny, starting to beg for mercy, to apologize again, a cracking fissure of desperation to his voice now, but his pleas were interrupted by Destiny’s finger nails dragging down the curved sole of his foot, and he exploded into horrified, screaming gales of laughter.
As Destiny slathered her long, probing tongue between Dan’s wriggling toes, as she pinched and kneaded at sensitive muscles and vulnerable skin, as Dan found himself wracked with hysterical and uncontrollable sounds that alternated between laughter and sobs, his now unattended cock felt like it somehow grew harder still. The helplessness of his situation, as much as he hated to admit it, was as arousing as it was terrifying, and his erection stood tall, bouncing and twitching, betraying his desire. Then he watched with wide eyes as, over Destiny’s shoulder Cindi slowly slipped off her white cotton shirt, theatrically shimmied out of her cut off red shorts, and began playing with herself on the couch as she watched Destiny put Dan through a ticklish hell.
As Dan screeched and strained, reacting as if he had been electrocuted with every playful stroke against his helpless feet, Cindi began to call out suggestions to Destiny from time to time, her voice growing slightly husky as she spread her legs theatrically and began to stroke her swollen, wet lips. Dan was overwhelmed by stimulus, his eyes darting back and forth hungrily between Destiny’s wet tongue and red ruby lips against his toes, and Sarah’s soft, creamy body on fully display for him against the couch. He tried to beg, to plead with Destiny to stop, to promise that he would behave, but every time he opened his mouth, another unwanted peal of laughter tore through him and cut off his pleas.
After ten long minutes of assaulting Dan’s feet, Destiny stood up, saliva dripping down all ten of his wriggling toes, and turned around, giving Dan a full view, for the first time this evening, of her incredible, round ass. Her hips were wide, and the black latex body suit left half of each cheek exposed, and slipped deep into the crack of her ass.
Then, as he watched, mesmerized, Destiny delicately placed a hand against each armrest of the chair, right behind each of Dan’s knees, and began to lower herself slowly into the open space on the seat of the chair between Dan’s legs. He goggled wonderingly as she slid her hips back until Dan’s cock nestled firmly between her cheeks, and he groaned at the sensation of her soft, warm skin against his member. Then she arched her back and slid her face up Dan’s neck, so that her mouth pressed lightly against his ear.
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