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Restrictshun -> The Chocolate Game (8/28/2005 8:42:52 AM)
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I arrived at your house expecting you to have done all of the tasks I had set. As I slid the key into the lock and opened the door I found that you had indeed been busy.
The lounge room was filled with flickering light, from a dozen or more candles around the room. The smell of incense filled the air along with rhythmic music.
The centre of the room had been cleared. This is where I found you. As instructed you had knelt on the floor facing towards the door where I had entered. Your feet were spread wide apart, your body doubled in two, your head touching the floor, your arms wide to the side. Around your neck you wore the collar you had been given several days before. You were completely naked.
Brown hair tumbled across and around your head, revealing the strap of the blindfold you had been instructed to wear. Your skin was still pink from the hot shower and thorough cleaning you had been instructed to perform. The scent of perfume mixed with the incense to make a heady combination.
“Hello Ess.” The sound of my voice still startled you, even though you had sensed my arrival.
“Hello Sir” you replied.
“Is everything ready?” I asked.
“Yes, sir, everything is as you asked.”
I looked at my watch as I walked to the dining room table. My instructions had required that you take the kneeling position at 6:30pm. It was now 7:15pm. I wondered if the discomfort of kneeling in this position had set in. At least it gave you time to think about what I would do to you…
On the dining room table you had prepared all of the items I had previously sent you.
Various lengths of black nylon rope marked to length, wrist and ankle cuffs, a ball gag with a single strap, a head harness gag, several types of nipple clamps as well as other pieces of hardware including padlocks, carabina’s and lengths of chain.
I smiled to myself as I imagined you preparing these items. Wondering whether you fantasised even now about how I would use them.
I unslung my backpack and unzipped it on the table. To the items on the table I added an electric vibrator, a container of chocolate body paint and a chastity belt which included a large cock shaped dildo and a small round black butt plug, locked into the leather strapping. To that I added a bottle of lubricant, latex surgical gloves and a small towel.
I glanced back to the lounge room. My presence seemed to have aroused you. While you remained still as requested your breathing had become less steady and your skin flushed with the awareness of your nakedness.
Still smiling inwardly I collected the chastity belt, lubricant, gloves, towel and lengths of rope and walked to you.
Dropping the items beside you in a pile, you drew short breath, as you were again startled.
Kneeling behind you, I took a handful of your hair in my hand and pulled you into the upright position with your ear beside my mouth. You gasped at the suddenness of the action.
“Would you like to play a game with me?” I asked.
“Yes sir.” Was your simple reply.
“Stand up. I will explain the rules soon.”
You stood carefully with me guiding you. Your legs tingled as the blood rushed back to them from kneeling.
“Spread your legs apart” I said.
“Yes sir” you replied, placing your feet wide apart.
After first donning the gloves, I selected the chastity belt and lubricant. After generously lubricating the butt plug I again positioned myself beside you. As you felt the tip of the plug begin to probe your arse you tensed at the realisation of what was about to happen.
“Relax and breath” I whispered, gently working the plug into you.
“Yes sir” you again replied, taking a deep breath and relaxing a little.
You sighed deeply as the plug went completely into you.
Next the dildo was lubricated. As I began to insert it into you it was quickly apparent that no lubrication would have been required as your sex proved to be completely slicked. Your knees buckled a little as the full length of the dildo was pushed home, making contact with your swollen clit.
After wiping the lubricant from my gloves and removing them I worked quickly, buckling the waist strap of the harness, then took the centre strap and buckled it to the waist, pressing both the butt plug and dildo even deeper into you.
Your breathing had now become fast and ragged. The sensation of the plug and dildo inside you were now at the same time incredibly stimulating and frustrating. You were filled with the need to touch yourself but denied from doing so.
“This is to remind you that you are here only to serve me.” I said, gently pressing on the butt plug.
“Yes sir” you replied almost in a whisper.
“You are forbidden from cumming until I give you permission. Do you understand?”
“Yes sir” you sighed.
“Kneel down again, please”
You knelt on the floor as requested. I now took a short length of rope and doubled it over, then tied your ankles together. Next I took another length and after having you sit forward slightly, tied your thighs together, just above the knee, again cinching the wraps tightly.
Taking your arms and pulling them behind your back, I took a length of rope and bound your wrists together with your palms flat. Next I took another length and cinched your elbows. Finally I ran a piece from your elbows, up and over your left shoulder, behind your neck then back around your right should, then used this length to link the elbow binding to the wrist binding. The result was a secure arrangement, which would remain fairly comfortable.
Every movement caused the plugs inside you to press and move. You fought the urge to indulge the feeling.
I stood to admire the result. Your body was now bound in the kneeling position. A position, which by itself was an indication of submission, now further enhanced by the black ropes against your naked skin. You squirmed as you tested and settled into your bonds.
Returning to the dining room table I collected the most fiendish part of my game. The nipple clamps were an adjustable pincer style pair, joined by a length of chain. With this and an additional length of chain and several padlocks I returned to you.
Taking your left nipple, I quickly applied the first clamp, causing you to draw a sharp breath through clenched teeth. As the initial shock subsided I did the same with the right nipple. Then length of chain now hung loosely between your breasts. Taking the extra length of chain I snapped a padlock onto the D ring of your collar, then another to the centre of nipple clamp chain, joining the two together. Taking a third padlock I then threaded the free end of the chain through the rope, which secured your thighs. Judging the length to my needs I snapped the third padlock shut, leaving the chain hanging in a lazy loop, allow some movement.
Your breath again came in large heaves as the addition of the clamps only added to your need. Your sex throbbed hungrily at the dildo, which filled you while the butt plug pressed into you from behind. You wondered how you were ever going to fulfil your promise not to cum. Slowly you wrestled yourself under control and prepared for the next instalment.
After several moments of silence you were suddenly aware of a new sensation. The smell of chocolate hung in the air. As you began to wonder about the meaning of this, your blindfold was suddenly removed, providing your answer.
I stood before you, still fully clothed except for one item. Through my unzipped jeans my cock protruded. Around both my balls and cock were fastened a leather cock strap, the effect of which was to cause me to remain completely rigid. You could see the head of my dick pulse at the restriction the strap provided.
In my hand I held the open container of chocolate body paint and a small applicator. I had placed the towel in front of me.
“Here is the game.” I began as I dipped the brush into the pot and began to paint my cock.
“I am going to cover myself in this paint.” The chocolate began to coat my dick. A little dripped off onto the towel. Some began to run onto my balls.
“You are going to remove it completely with only your mouth.” More chocolate.
“I will not hold back from the pleasure I feel while you do this.”
“If however you make me cum, you will lose the game.”
“The chain from your nipple clamps to your knees will also mean that to reach the top of my cock you will need to cause yourself further pain due to the length of the chain.”
“If you give up or pull off one of the clamps you will lose the game.”
“If you cum before you are done, you will lose the game.”
“If you lose the game you will be denied from touching yourself for one week and we will have no interaction whatsoever.”
“If you win the game I will allow you to cum for me and I will come back three more times this week to play with you.”
“Do you accept?” I asked, while finishing my paint job.
Looking at the chocolate now covering my cock you wondered how you were ever going to meet the challenge. You also wondered in this state how you were ever going to stop yourself devouring me, to hell with the punishment.
“I agree sir” you finally said, resigning yourself to the possibility of losing, but stealing yourself to win all the same.
“Ok. Then let’s begin.” I said.
Your first thought was to test the length of the chain, hoping that I had been generous. You were soon proven wrong as you discovered that even with your head as high as you could go, the chain stopped your mouth about halfway along my dick. This would mean that at some point you would be forced to take me fully in your mouth to clean me off, or to stretch beyond the length of the chain pulling down on the nipple clamps.
Deciding to leave this challenge for later you began your task from the bottom up.
The chocolate had covered my balls and was dripping from the bottom. One bonus you had noted before commencing was that I had taken great care before arriving to remove all trace of hair from the area you would be cleaning.
You began to lick and slurp at the chocolate covering my balls first. You soon realised the length of the task ahead as removing the chocolate didn’t appear as simple as the application had been. Each lick, while removing the bulk would leave traces, which needed to be licked several times before the area was cleaned. Also, because you had started from the bottom, more chocolate began to drip over the part you had just finished.
You also noted with concern that this attention was already causing me to swell even further against the cock strap.
You were now faced with a dilemma. To go quickly might cause me too much arousal and thereby lose you the game. To go too slowly would mean that the combination of the clamps, dildo and butt plug might cause you to cum. Deciding that you would simply have to endure the need to cum you chose to proceed slowly.
Taking care to lick, check and then lick again you soon found a system, which reducing the chance of spoiling your hard work. Still, from time to time you would need to go back and clean again.
I sighed now and again as you licked a little too hard or fast across my balls. The sensation of the cock strap combined with your eager lips and tongue on my skin caused my desire to build; yet I remained in control, occasionally stealing a glance in your direction to admire the sight.
As you moved further from my balls to my dick the pull of the nipple clamps became more apparent as you needed to kneel up to complete your work. Still you continued at your task.
The constant tugging on your nipples however was now beginning to transfer more and more into your groin causing flares of desire in your sex. Your arse had also begun to throb in time with your pussy. Your bound hands touched your naked arse feeling the smooth curve created from the kneeling position.
You felt yourself moaning as you licked more quickly at the chocolate, straining harder and harder against the clamps, which were pulling cruelly, only heightening your desire.
Suddenly your head was yanked away. My hand was in your hair holding you away.
“Getting a little carried away aren’t you?” I enquired to your chocolate covered face.
Realising your predicament and suddenly feeling my focus you lowered your eyes.
“Yes sir.” You said in a heaving whisper.
This break in your rhythm gave you a brief moment to recover. Luckily too. My cock was now rock hard from the constriction of the strap. A glistening bead of moisture now sat on the tip. Your sudden enthusiasm had brought me very close to orgasm.
“This is your one chance. I will not stop you again.” I said.
Stealing yourself, against the desire to simply allow the powerful need to cum overwhelm win out; you examined the result of your work.
Surprisingly, my cock appeared mostly clean except for the last inch and a small amount on the top where your tongue could not reach.
You concluded that there was no way to finish the job without taking me fully into your mouth. Carefully you pulled yourself up to as high as the chain holding your nipples would allow you. Now at the maximum extension you were still just shy of the end of my cock. Using your mouth however you found that you could push me to the side thereby bending me just enough. A brief extra pull on the clamps, which brought them dangerously close to slipping off and you, had me in your mouth even with the small cry of pain, which escaped as you did.
The pain of the clamps sent rivers of desire flowing into you. Now with my cock in your mouth you realised the catch of the game.
As a willing submissive you were instilled with a strong desire to please me. Having my cock in your mouth had always been a signal that you would provide me with as much pleasure as you could muster.
Now however, to win the game you needed to complete cleaning me without allowing me to cum.
Your body began to shake with the strain of your task combined with the need you felt overflowing from your entire body.
You turned your eyes toward mine as if in a silent cock gagged plea to let this torture end. I returned your gaze and simply shook my head.
My external appearance of calm was not match by the internal, which was one of sheer concentration. Having had you licking and sucking at me for this length of time, only to have you holding me in your mouth was almost too much to bear. While I had told you that I wouldn’t hold back, in the interest of giving you the best chance possible I had tried not to indulge my own desire for release. Now this had become impossible and I was fast racing towards the inevitable.
With me inside your mouth you also realised a terrible truth. In order to finish the job you would still need to remain as far up on your knees as possible. My completely engorged cock would no longer bend to meet you and you needed to be able to move along it with your mouth to finish the job.
Straining again to sit up as high as possible you began to finish cleaning me off, your face now covered in chocolate. Now combined with the taste of chocolate you now also tasted the familiar flavour of me as my own desire had also caused me to leak small quantities of fluid.
Trying quickly to finish the job you turned your eyes towards me. To your horror you saw that I was no longer looking at you. I was standing with my head thrown back and my eyes completely shut.
The realisation that you were causing me so much pleasure suddenly roared through your body and into your groin. Your arse began to contract hard against the butt plug, while your sex pulsed madly at the thick dildo. Your clit throbbed as pain from the nipple clamps poured into your crotch.
Almost involuntarily you took me into your mouth entirely. Moaning to yourself you felt my body begin to shudder as I crossed the threshold of no turning back.
You suddenly pulled yourself completely upright, tearing off one of the nipple clamps. A scream of pain escaped your filled mouth. Your bound hands flailed about trying wildly to touch your burning nipple, which now radiated pain in a white bloom.
With my cock so far into your mouth, cum flowed straight into the back of your throat, forcing you to swallow it as I came. This release also pushed you over the edge and you began to cum in time. Wave after wave of pain and pleasure flowed over your body. Your arse pushed and pulled at it’s plug, your pussy squeezed tightly over the dildo. A low guttural sound came from your still filled mouth. After what seemed like an eternity your orgasm began to ebb away.
Your breath came in great heaving nasal gasps. Slowly you released my cock, then crumpled to the floor, completely drained. Every part of your body was suddenly aching as the endorphins flowed away.
Later, you sat at my feet after I released you from your bonds. Wrapped warmly in a white robe and with your body still sore in places that would remain so for several days you wondered whether you would have been able to win.
As I stroked your hair while you kissed my boots I said. “I guess I’ll just need to make the stakes for losing, higher. Next time.”
Please note. The idea for this story is not my own. I recall reading a brief post on a website some time ago from a dominant who actually played this game in real life. This is a new work of fantasy from which I attribute my original inspiration to him.
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