And the Kink Goes On

Go: Stretch your coffee breaks


I had no problems after that night, though I did find my phone ringing when I got home and Kaiba was on the line.
He asked if I was okay, and I assured him there were no after effects and I would be fine.
“Good. Next week, then.” He said and hung up.
I smiled at the phone and turned to find my mother staring at me oddly. I thought back over the answers I had given and what the one sided conversation must have sounded like to her and as I steeled myself not to blush I said, “Basketball, Mom. I got the wind knocked out of me and the guys were worried. I’m going to bed.” And she smiled in a relieved way as I passed her.
Moms were great. I love my mom, but I don’t think I am ready to share this with her.
The next Saturday brought a bit of a surprise. The box I had was real big and the boss was smiling like there was no tomorrow, and he got the last ticket off the planet.
“What’s up, Boss?” I asked as I hooked the box to my bike and pulled on some gloves.
“Oh, I was just thinking about this order. I have never seen such variety. I just know this guy is extreme. I think I will have you take him the deluxe brochure, too.”
Now, those words went straight to my dick and I could not wait to get moving. The boss handed me the pamphlet and I nodded to him. I was going to have to get a hold of one of these, now.
I pedaled out of the lot and headed straight for Kaiba’s. He was my only delivery today.
Once there, I undid the ties and knocked on the door.
The butler led me to the library and I waited the customary twenty minutes before the CEO arrived.
I didn’t like the look of him. He looked very distracted and that could be bad for me, and for him, too.
“Kaiba, are you all right?” I asked.
“Hnn? I’m fine. I had a big week, and it leaves me stressed. On top of that, Mokuba is sick. Just a cold, but he is in the house. I am wondering if this might need to be postponed.” And my dick jumped.
“Oh, yeah. The kids sick, then you need to take care of him. I’ll just go, then.” I said, my tone hiding my disappointment.
“Wait. He’s asleep and even though the rest of the staff is off, there is always the butler. He can handle things for an hour or so. Come on.” And he lifted the box and handed it to me. “You carry, I’ll get the keys.” And I followed him.
It was to be a dungeon day, and that just made me all the more aroused.
I dropped the box on the table and looked around the room. The box from before was gone, and the hood sat in its place. And the gloves hung on the wall by the harness.
I was standing there like an idiot as Kaiba was undoing the tape that held the box closed.
“Hey. You could start undressing, you know.” He said, and I blushed at being caught reminiscing before I stripped.
The box was a series of smaller boxes and Kaiba soon had them arrayed on the table as he looked through them. I stayed back as he seemed to be deciding on something.
Finally he pulled out five of them and pushed the rest to the side.
“Wait here.” He said as he left and I stood still looking at the table full of packages. They were all smaller than shoeboxes and I realized what my boss had meant by the variety of the order. Anything could be in those packages and I was even more curious by the time Kaiba returned with a stool and a rolling cart with a covered tray on it.
“Sit.” He said, and I scowled. “Is there a problem?” he asked and I shook my head.
The stool was tall and made of steel. And cold. I slid my naked ass on the cold steel and suppressed the hiss that the cold feeling tried to pull from me, and my balls contracted from the feeling.
“I’m sure it will warm up with you sitting on it.” Kaiba said, second-guessing my reaction.
“Yeah, well it ain’t your ass.” I said.
“Au contraire.” He said, as he opened a box and began taking out its contents. I waited and soon he came over and pushed my knees apart.
I watched him drop to his knees and again that memory of warmth around my cock filled my mind. Kaiba reached out and took hold of my nearly turgid member and began moving it in an odd way. I watched and realized he was positioning something around it.
My eyes went wide as I saw the strip of leather that was now tightly wrapped around the base and dangling from me. Kaiba pulled the other strips and wrapped them around the tip and then sat back and eyed his work. He adjusted it a couple more times and I waited as patient as someone with a hard-on can.
“Um, Kaiba. This is no time to be a perfectionist.” I said, straining slightly.
“Oh, no? I think this is a very good time for perfection. No. This is wrong.” He said undoing the leather and pulling it away. I watched as he rummaged another box and returned. “Now, this. I realize you have some issues with steel right now, so this is acrylic. And I believe it will do perfectly. Hold very still.” And he dropped between my knees once more. I watched him put something that was way too pink for my tastes around my dick and adjust it till it was snug. I could feel it in my teeth, it was so restricting. Not tight, just snug. Real snug. Kaiba stood and looked over his work, and my package. He nodded once and returned to his boxes. I watched his back and knew the minute I was in trouble.
Kaiba gets this real powerful posture going when he is about to do something that isn’t expected. I don’t know when I realized this, probably on that stupid island but I could see it right then. He had found something that was going to surprise me, at the very least.
When he turned around I noticed the odd-looking leather harness in his fingers and my brain began searching for it in the memory of the catalogue.
Kaiba dropped before me and just as I had the reference he began installing it.
“Oh Fuck!” I said and he looked up.
“Did you just figure it out?” he asked and I nodded as I covered my face with my hands. “Cute.” He said as his fingers pressed the snaps closed around my now restrained balls. “Wait there,” he said as I dropped my hands and looked down. It was firm but not tight and there were three interwoven silver chains dangling below. That was the selling feature to this product. Delicate looking chains that can hold more weight than you’d expect. I was in for it, now.
He returned with three balloon shapes and some wristcuffs, began shifting me forward. I held the back of the stool as he pulled me until my balls hung off the edge and the chains dangled below. He cuffed my wrists and attached me to the other legs of the chair so my hands were immobile but could hold me up. Then he began attaching the weights. I felt the first as it dropped and the pull was not too unbearable. The second was more uncomfortable and I jerked forward some when it first went falling. They pulled on me and it made my dick feel even tighter as the skin was stretched and the blood flowed faster through my veins.
I was beginning to sweat as the anticipation of that third weight bore on me, and Kaiba was hesitating.
I had screwed my eyes shut and when nothing happened I peeked out to see him poking at the weights and watching them swing slowly back and forth.
“Kaiba?” I said, wanting to get this over with.
“Patience. I want perfection, remember? Now, let me see.” And he pushed them again sending them on a faster trip that jerked on me more intensely. I gritted my teeth as he returned to the box.
Now, what could he possibly add to this? I wondered.
Kaiba turned around again and his right hand was fisted closed as he carried the last weight in his left. I watched him warily as he approached me.
“Now this should add the perfect finish.” And he was once more between my knees. He held up a small bullet shaped object attached to a long cord. He also had a piece of our Velcro strap and he held the bullet to the edge of my dick and strapped it in place.
He lifted the weights I sighed in relief as they stopped pulling on me.
“Oh, gods.” I said, as he added the last weigh and dropped the others. The pull was jerky and it sent a wave of pain/pleasure through my dick that seemed to hover there, held in by the cock restraint.
I ground my teeth as it pulled me at an almost unbearable amount. “Tell me.” He said, and I opened my eyes. “Tell me everything.” He said.
“Feels like my dick is three sizes bigger and my balls are about to be pulled off.” I said, and he smiled.
“And now,” he said, reaching in his pocket and pulling out a little box.
I watched as he looked at it and with his other hand turned something on it.
White flashes went to my eyes as the thing on my dick came to life.
“Ahhh, Shit!” I cried. “I never felt . . . anything like that. I mean . . . it’s like my body . . . is on auto-pilot. Things are . . . . moving too fast. Kaiba . . . turn it off, . . . please.” I begged, and he looked up from the box.
“Why?” he asked. I stared at him as my hips shifted and the weights began to sway. It was too much, I couldn’t take it. I had to get him to understand.
“Please. It’s like I’m . . . out of control. I can’t take it. Please, Kaiba.” The vibrations were moving up my gut and through the tip of my cock. I was drowning and I needed release or repeal. How could I explain and he was just staring. “White flashing, too much. I can’t . . . come and I can’t . . . not. It’s too much. Do you . . . . understand, please?”
“No. But you will explain.” He said, turning the dial and stopping the toy. I felt myself again and began to catch my breath. My hips had stopped shifting but the swinging weights continued for a bit. I had to grit my teeth until they stopped. “Now, tell me.”
“Okay, okay. The weights are like pulling my skin so that it feels closer and tighter around me. When you turned it on, it kinda traveled along my skin. Like it was drawn to the most sensitive areas. Like it knew just where I couldn’t take any more. I felt like my dick came to life and was paying me back for all times I had to ignore it. Like it wasn’t my dick but someone else’s taking over me.” I said, but it wasn’t enough and I couldn’t come up with words. “It was just too much.”
“No. I don’t understand. I think I will, but for now.” And he reached down and adjusted the dial. It came on again only not as bad this time.
“Ohhh, Fuck!” I said as the sensations once more drew me down. I felt every inch of the skin on my dick and balls flair to life and the throbbing was incessant.
This time my hips began to thrust and the weights swayed faster pulling harder with each swing. I couldn’t stop and I felt like I was trapped in my own body with someone turning the controls and holding me just this side of release.
I was moaning like a whore and I couldn’t stop. My eyes were closed as I watched the white flashes behind my eyelids and I was surprised by his voice.
“Open your eyes!” he ordered and I pried my lids up.
He had placed the controls on my leg and was standing in front of me. I watched through blurry eyes as his hand found the pull and slid the zipper of his pants down and reached in. He pulled out a very impressive piece of flesh and my brain attempted to form the word over the haze of my thoughts.
“Woody.” I mumbled and Kaiba smiled.
“Not the name I would give it,” he said as he began stroking it. I could only watch as the feelings of my body held me only aware enough of anything to know he was big.
His other hand reached down and touched the controls and they moved up a notch.
“Ahhhh, Fucking Shit!” the vibrations pulled me deeper and sweat was beading over my chest and running down my belly. My butt was going to be raw from the friction of me shifting it on the stool but I couldn’t stop. I kept feeling the weights as they drew my balls toward the floor and I felt like I was going with them. But the stool and the cuffs held me away from the goal. Tingles traveled my skin and my belly was like liquid acid as it burned with lust-induced heat. I wanted release, I needed release and I wasn’t getting it. “Shit, Kaiba! Ahhh, Gods! Please!” I called and my eyes watched his turn glassy until they looked more white than blue. I found myself staring into them as they came closer and I couldn’t see anything else.
Something moved near my legs and I lost sight of everything even those eyes.
Electric heat shot across my groin and I jerked over and over again. I vaguely heard Kaiba say something as I chewed on my lip and rocketed out of my mind.
I saw deep red and then sparking white.
And then, I was released and I saw black as my body sent its seed out and I was encased in a warm feeling as I rode the orgasm to its end.
I was still jerking a bit as I found myself again.
I was really warm and the vibrating had stopped. I opened my eyes to find a dark blue barrier and I figured out it was Kaiba’s shirt. I grunted once and it moved.
Kaiba backed away and turned quickly as my still messed up head told me he had been hugging at me. I watched his back aware of the moves of someone ‘zipping it up’ even from the rear.
“Kaiba?” I said, and he turned back and stared at me. “Is some of this yours?” I asked looking down at my cum-streaked chest. He nodded and smiled. “Okay.”
Kaiba looked odd for a minute and then returned to the cart and lifted the cover from the tray. He picked up the cloth there and brought it to me. Cleaning me up quickly, he then undid the harness and pulled the weights free. Taking off the bullet and the cock ring was easy as I was about as lax as a wet noodle. Then, he released my wrists. I lifted them and rubbed them briskly for a minute or two before looking up at him again.
“I think you outdid yourself, Sir.” I said and he snorted a small laugh my way.
“Perhaps. Now, come on over and have some of this. It’s just the way I like it, soft from sitting out for a while.” And I stood to walk over and see him dishing up a bowl of smooth and melty, vanilla ice cream.
I looked at him with my mouth hanging open and my eyes wide, and he just smiled.
“It’s not all about sex, you know?” he said, lifting the spoon and taking a bite.
“Okay.” I said as I picked up my bowl and looked at the tray. I found my favorite flavor, Toffee mocha and dished some up.
What a Saturday. I was standing in the dungeon, stark naked, eating ice cream with Kaiba Seto. How many people can say that?

:::It’s not all about Sex, you know? I love food fetishes. What favorite’s do you suppose Kaiba has?

I noticed that out of fourteen reviews, three being by the same person, and six were anonomous. Hmmm, modesty?? Or shame for ready something so wicked. I don't mind, but I have decided not to send out chapter by chapter review responses. It would get too monotonous.

Now, remember. This one requires attention.
Reviews will get the next chapter done faster, as this was the case here. I wrote this for later and decided to bring it on now, in response to a reviewer asking for a cock ring, get the idea??
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