Part 2
After 10 more minutes, Kathy was back. The guard left, telling her he would be by the door and to call if needed. Eric was spent, lying on the cross and breathing heavily. His cock and balls were still burning from the ointment but it was really lighter than a few minutes ago.
She walked next to him.
He tried to plead.
"Please let me go, I'm sorry, I'll delete anything."
"You already want to leave? But we have just begun! That's not nice. And above all I've got questions for you. We checked all your belongings, even your speedo, and everything we could find on your phone, but we found no information about why you were taking those photos."
Eric had had no time to think about it, he had been kept busy since they caught him. He had to chose : should he tell them about the two guys, would he be credible telling them he had accepted in exchange of money from two guys he had never seen and didn't know anything about? Or should he try to lie? tell them he had a habit of taking photos of events as souvenirs?... "
She saw him confused and hesitating.
She grabbed the ball gag and moved to insert it in his mouth, he moved his head to prevent it.
"No wait,..." he pleaded
She grabbed his balls in her hand and gave a threatening light squeeze and with the other she told him "you'd better open your mouth."
He complied and was soon gagged again.
"You don't seem to be willing to talk yet, and that's fine for me. I didn't want you to tell me everything from the beginning. The boss told me I had time to play with you. He'll come to visit later."
She walked to a wall and took a ring shaped object. She then grabbed his cock, which has softened with the icy hot treatment, and inserted it in the ring.
What was that? a cock ring? He looked at his deflated ringed cock, it felt strange. He had never worn a cock ring, only seen it online. Did she want to prolong his future erection?
"So where did we stop your massage?"
She grabbed the bottle of oil from the table and poured a little on his already glistening pecs and began massaging it on his torso, his armpits, his inner arms. On purpose her slow moves made it really enjoyable and arousing for the poor Eric and he felt his cock, harden again. Except that there was a strange feeling about the ring. Was it too small?
It was more and more painful and Eric's cock was now in real torment. She stopped.
"I guess you're beginning to feel that something's strange. This ring my boy has is call a Kali Teeth bracelet. This device consists of a ring with spikes inside. As long as your cock is soft you don't feel anything special compared to a normal cock ring. But when it grows, the spikes begin to dig in your cock. Don't worry but this particular model is made no to puncture your cock, but has an increased number of spikes. I was told the pain could be strong for the poor man inside, but It depends on you. All you have to do to avoid pain is to keep your cock under control. You're basically torturing yourself!"
The bitch, she was torturing him with the pleasure and arousal she was creating! She really was a sadistic woman. His pleading eyes were motivation for her.
She grabbed the tube again, moving between his legs and poured some drops on his tights. She then rubbed it slowly, taking her time and knowing he now had to fight against himself. Despite trying to concentrate and think about anything else, Eric was slowly losing his fight against himself. His cock was now in real pain, all those spikes digging in his sensitive shaft.
Kathy was enjoying the effect her ministrations had on the poor suffering and struggling guy. Two hands, some oil and they are unable to control themselves, males are really weak.
When she finished with his thighs, closer and closer to his privates, he was really in pain.
"Should I massage those balls or even this cock head?"
Eric's eyes grew wide, there was no way he could resist this.
"Just joking, judging your pain you're already unable to control your cock and should I rub those parts your cock could be damaged, and I need it for the hours to come."
She stopped and went to the small lavatory behind him. Eric was breathless but the pain slowly decreased, due to the lack of stimulation. He heard some glass noises, some water flowing. She was drinking.
"Here, take a drink, you'll need water with everything you're sweating!"
She removed his gag and led a glass of water to his lips and helped him drink it. He drank everything"
"Are you ready to tell me what I want to know now? Why did you take those photos?"
He quickly answered, not wanting her to gag him again before he could.
"I was asked to do so in exchange of money, two guys I met in a bar 2 days ago, I was in need for it."
"But you knew it was forbidden!"
"Yes, sorry, sorry, I shouldn't have."
"Do you know them, what's their names? Who are them?"
"I don't know, I only met them once, I promise!"
"And your mother didn't tell you not to speak with strangers? That doesn't help us much. How were you supposed to give them the photos?"