"I have not had a drop tonight. I took the head waiter aside and told him I was pregnant and that you weren't aware yet. I told him to quietly substitute my drinks with virgin drinks. I needed a clear head for the ritual." Ruby says and speaks some words in an ancient language, gently rubbing my cock.
I feel my entire body go slack and I can no longer feel anything anywhere except my cock. I knew I was tied up, but I could not even struggle anymore. "Fuck baby did you give me any drugs during our kiss? I can still feel your hand on my cock and I can still obviously talk but I am not able to move and I am not able to do anything and I am freaking out baby stop this please."
"Shhh. I just did a minor spell on you. As much as I hate to, I am going to make you cum now. Everything so far has been part of a magic ritual, and this is a last step. Your breath is now bound to the flame of the candle. The candle must be extinguished with your own cum. Once that happens, you will stop breathing and then you will have about five minutes of life left. If you want to die, say nothing and our debt will be settled. If you want to accept a fate worse than death, think "I give you my soul" and you will start breathing again, but it will be a life under my control. We have figured out a fitting punishment for you."
"What do you mean by debt? And who is "we"?"
"Me and my twin sister Sarah. I know Sarah offered you a blowjob on your hiking trip but made you cum too soon. In a fit of anger, you pushed her off the cliff. I shared all of her thoughts in her last seconds. Only death can pay for a death, however sometimes we witches will offer a man a choice worse than death. A fate worse than death can pay for many deaths."
Fuck - how did she find out about that. Sarah had just said she was estranged from her family. My mind is running a mile a minute. All my buzz is now gone. "That is not how it happened I swear."
"Liar!" Said Ruby sweetly. "I am going to give you a handjob now. Exactly the kind you like, slow and sensual. I need you to resist cumming. The more you resist, the stronger my final spell gets. This is an interesting trick I use. The spell derives its strength and its energy from the intensity of your experience."
It is a very strange sensation, as if my body is disconnected. I feel only my cock, and her hands on my cock. She forms a ring with her thumb and index finger of left hand, then holds my cock at the base. Then, using her right hand, she pulls my foreskin completely open. Still holding the cock at the base, she uses a couple of fingers from the other hand and runs them all around my cock. I feel a trail of wetness wherever she touches, she is lubricating my cock.
After that, taking care to keep her hand away from the candle, she starts stroking me. She does this by forming a ring at the base of my cock, using her left hand and forefinger. Then she takes her right forefinger and thumb, and forms another ring just below the ridge of my cock. Then she slowly moves her right hand towards the base, all the way to the bottom. Once her right hand reaches to the base and both the rings touch each other, she keeps her right hand to hold my cock at the base and frees her left hand. The she uses her left hand to form a ring at the top just below the ridge and moves that to the bottom. Alternating the hands at base. She strokes me as if she has all the time in the world. She knows this is my favorite stroke. We called it the "endless vagina" stroke. The best sensation during sex is when you insert your cock for the first time in a well lubricated vagina, this sensation is just like inserting your cock into a vagina over and over and over again.
I want to cum, but I begin to believe her somewhat. I realize something bad happens if I cum. I try to control myself. Normally I might have even been successful, but the weeklong pent up cum and the expectation of the entire evening are all working against me. I grit my teeth and try to think of baseball. I know she wants me to resist, and I feel like I have no choice but to do exactly what she wants.
Though it feels like an eternity, I last probably only ten or twenty minutes. Soon, I feel like I am a stroke away from ejaculating. Her hand at the ridge, moving slowly down, reaches the base. Miraculously, I am able to control. Switch hands, the other hand at the ridge now, moving slowly down. I control again. Then the next stroke comes. And I know if I control, another one will come. Stroke - change hands - stroke - change hands - stroke. No hurry in the world. Something dawns on me. Stroke - change hands - stroke - change hands - stroke "There is only one way this ends." At that thought, I feel myself lose the battle. I feel cum start to boil out of my balls. She keeps holding my cock at the base as I erupt. I feel the candle block my first spurt of the cum, then my second spurt pushes the candle out. The long-awaited delicious orgasm begins coursing through my body. She starts chanting something in an ancient language.
I feel my mind detach from my body. I see myself lying on the bed, all tied up. It's all in slow motion. I see the candle get pushed out of my cock, still burning, and then I see it land sideways on my thigh. My mind knows I should feel the heat, but I do not sense the burn at all. I see a third and a fourth spurt from my cock. I see the candle sputter and die. I feel my breathing stop. It feels peaceful, I know I am suffocating but there is no panic. My life is flashing before my eyes in the proverbial manner, but it is happening in a surprisingly orderly fashion. My time with Sarah blurs with my time with Ruby, I see the similarities in their nature now, though they looked nothing like each other. My cock continues to twitch and spurt. My orgasm, completely independent of all of this in a very selfish manner, continues to spasm through my body.
I now have absolutely no doubt about her magic. I come to the realization that I will actually die shortly. I do not want to die. I feel my orgasm recede, my cock wilt a bit and I feel the visual getting blurry. It is now or never. "I give you my soul" I think and my vision clears. I feel my breathing resume. A calm descends on Ruby. "Good choice" she says. "I was beginning to wonder how am I going to dispose of your body!" She chuckles. "Here is how this is going to play out."
"You were a selfish lover, so whenever you are with a woman, she will feel 10 times the pleasure you feel. You like tease and denial, and that is all you will get. I will put a spell on your precum, it will gain magical powers. Anyone who ingests or otherwise comes in contact with it, will be able to claim one person - of their choice - back from a near death situation. Your orgasm will be too potent, a woman coming in contact with your cum will have an orgasm so strong that it will fry her brain. So, no one will make you cum, but everyone will want to tease you, forever. Oh, and you won't be able to make yourself cum; you won't even feel your own touch."
"Thank you for resisting, you put a far better effort into that than I had hoped. It was a real struggle funneling all that energy into my spell. With an experience like that, I expect the spell to last 500 to 1000 years. You will not age and you cannot be killed while the spell is active. Your mind will probably go every few years, but then your memory will reset, and you will only remember events up to this day, forgetting everything after that. The tease will start afresh."
"I am going to untie you and I am going to leave. You will fall asleep now. You will be able to move by morning, I will be long gone before that."
I am not quite sure if she brought me back to life or if I died at that point and now, I am in hell. Dante's customized version of hell, specifically focusing on my tease and denial fetish.
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Breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire, stirring Dull roots with spring rain
7:59 am Jan 12, 2037
