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The Goddess Spa (& Dungeon)
Chapter 10: Full Circle
Starring: Oprah Winfrey
F/M, FF/M, None Consent, Bondage, Teasing, Orgasm Denial.
"NO!" screamed Solange Knowles as Tyra Banks and Lucy Lui ruthlessly worked over the young pop singer's belly amd ribs, "Please don't... hahahahaha, hehehehehe... I can't take it anymore!"
"Come on little diva, your sister may have gotten you in the door, but everybody gets 'Tickled-In'."
Chad watched, on his knees as the two women, along with several others, ruthlessly broke in the newest ,member of the Dungeon crew. Linda McMahon, Linda Hogan, Condoleezza Rice, Porscha De Rossi and Ellen Degeneres all dug in hard on the bound beauty laughing as she laughed, laughing as she screamed, and cheering each time she was forced to climax by Ellen and Porscha. This was nothing new to these wicked women, all of whom had to go through it when they first joined the dungeon, and Beyonce's little sister would be no exception.
"Oh no... not another one... I can't take... a ...ah... ah... OH MY GOD!" screamed Solange as she finally collapsed from her 3rd orgasm.
"Only 3!" Exclaimed Tyra, "I remember when we brought in Beyonce, and it too 5 to knock her out" she added as they lifted the younger Knowles off the table, "I guess thats why B. is a Goddess and your only going to be a Mistress."
"Now Ladies and... well... who am I kidding there aren't any ladies here." said Kath Hilton, getting a laugh from the crowed, "At any rate it is time for our feature attraction." she continued to a rousing cheer from the many women present, "All of you wanted him, but Oprah's going to get him." she added, "From the hard street of skid row in California, I give you one of our sexiest specimens ever Chad!"
Chad was swatted with a riding crop, and pulled to his feet by his leash. The young man looked over his shoulder at Solange Knowles as she was carried out on a stretcher, she looked almost angelic as she slept offer her inishiation into the fold, but he knew in a few hours she would awaken a fallen angle when she decided to take up the cause of torturing the slaves of the dungeon. In fact Chad wouldn't be surprised if he or the Chinaman ended up being the first on her list, the women of the dungeon seemed to like them better then some of the others.
With his hands chained in front of him, and his ankles shackled together, the slave walked out onto the stage to a standing ovation. Looking out into the crows he could see rows upon rows of women cheering and whistling, many of the women had taken advantage of him in the hallway or torture chamber of the dungeons, and yet there must have been a thousand more whom he hadn't seen until this day. Everyone of them had come simply to see his torment, his humiliation. They come to see him laugh, hear him beg, watch him squirm under the touch of one of their own. Then she would make him cum, elevate the strain in his loins, but even in this release he would find shame knowing it was to amuse his captors.
Laying on the cold marble table his hands were brought above his head, and their chains locked to a large mettle ring, the same was done with his ankles. The whistles and cheers continued as his cock stood fully erect like a flag pole awaiting Goddess Winfrey to release what would be an explosive load. Nobody had even touched him yet, except for the slight touch of his binders as they restrained him, but a single tear traveled down his cheek. For the second time since coming to this horrid place Kim Kardasian looked at him, and had pity in her eyes.
For whats seemed like hours Chad laid naked on a slab before his enemies. Then their came an even louder cheering as his tormentor to be walked on stage. Dressed in a scarlet robe, Goddess Oprah Winfrey entered walked up to him. With graceful authority she thrusted her hands out from the sleeves of her garb and pulled back the hood that hid her face. The crowed grew silent as she looked out at them and then down at Chad. Fear filled his very soul as the voluptuous black woman's full lips parted into a smile so big, and full of evil, it reminded him of the Joker from the Batman comics. Then she took a hold of his cock and slowly began to stroke it, causing the female on lookers to erupt with cheers.
"This is how things are going to work man-whore." said Operah, "I'm going to tickle you some, tease you some, and then I am going to fuck my brains out on the sweet looking dick of yours." she informed him, "If I cum first, I'll let you blow your load and send you on your way." she continued, "However if you cum before me you will spend the rest of the day strapped to this table, entertaining me and my friends."
"Oh my god, that feels so good." groaned Chad, "Why can't you let me cum?" he asked, his hips rising up off the slab, " Please I need it so bad."
"Oh I can let you cum whenever I want, I just don't want to right now." explained Operah as let go of his tool and walked down to his feet, "Now do you understand the rules of my little game?"
"Yes goddess." replied Chad.
Long red nails unfurled at the tips of the talk show hoasts fingers, she smiled at the site of Chad's toes curling, and the sound of the chains rattling as he tried to pull his feet away. Operah always liked a little slack on her slaves restraints, she liked watching them squirm when she worked them over.Some of the women preferred to have their toys tied taught and unable to move, thus adding to the sense of complete helplessness, goddess Winfrey on the other hand felt that the ability to move but not get away added even more to her preys terror. A little bit of struggle always made things more interesting as well.
Chad grunted as he felt the long slow stroke of a single finger nail run up the center of his left arch. Closing his eyes he tried to think of something to take his mind off what was happening. Gradually giggles began to force their way out of his tightly sealed lips, and they grew into snickers, but just as they were about to evolve into full blown laughter Operah would stop her assault.
"Mmmm, can't have you going off to soon." said the scarlet clad woman, as she ran her finger tip along Chad's inner thigh, "I have to tease them just like I am going to tease you, let their need for it build until they can't stand it anymore." she explained, "Don't worry though, I'll have you screaming in no time."
Operah had watched what the other women had done to him at the auction, and remember every reaction they'd caused. Once they had gotten wrapped up in there own arousal, she bid a mere 2 million for him, she'd have payed 5 times that much to get her hands on his ivory ass, she just loved making the white boys squeals. Finger tips came to bare on the helpless man's knee cap's causing him to giggle and shreek. The women in the crowd roared with laughter of there own as they watched him squirm and heard his pathetic pleas. Chad really did sound like a little girl who had just seen her favorite pop singer or something.
"Oh baby, you are turning me on." Oprah claimed as stopped again, "I am so hot right now, you have no idea how much I am loving this." she continued, "Let me give you an idea."
The slaves eyes opened wide as the voluptuous talk show host dropped her robe revealing her dark naked body to him. Chad had never been a big fan of Operah's, he didn't buy into her on screen image, and didn't really find her all that attractive, but after 7 days of being teased and tormented sexually by the women of the "Goddess Spa and Dungeon" even somebody he hated would look good to him. Besides he was a boob guy, and Operah had some great cans.
Standing naked before the masses Operah raised her hands to the cheers of her audience. Walking over to the head of the slab she climbed on and slowly lowered her damp women-hood onto Chad's hansom face. Immediately and with out instruction the bound man began to lick and kiss her swollen labia and hard fat clit. For a moment the ebony goddess closed her eyes and moaned softly, then she opened her eyes and grinned.
"Who told you to do that!" she exclaimed in mock anger."I never said you could touch me at all, I only meant to show you how turned on I am." she added, "I give you a privilege of being this close to me and you take it for granted, I can't let this go unpunished."
Shifting her position Operah brought her big butt down on her playthings face, and began to tickle his armpits. Chad screamed into his goddess's ass, and thrashed wildly under her. His body bucked and thrashed as the woman's long finger nails ruthlessly worked over his deep, shaven, underarms. Over and over the naked woman would ask him if "Have you learned you lesson yet?", following up with "I can't hear you slave boy." even though she knew he was screaming yes and begging for her to stop. The feeling of him helpless under her smothering ass sent a chill up her spine and made her nipples hard with arousle.
"Okay, since that didn't teach anything, maybe this will." said Operah as she got off her slave.
"No wait, I am sorry!" Chad cried out, "Please don't do that!"
Operah pressed her full, red painted, lips against the helpless man's rippled belly and blew as hard as she could. Chad's back arched up off the table as he erupted into hysterical laughter. The crowed of women applauded as Oprah repeated the action twice more, before starting a ruthless raking of his belly with her long finger nails.The helpless man screamed for mercy as sweat beaded on his head. It was so humiliating to be tickled, but to have it done while others watched on and cheered was even worse. All his struggles were in vain, and he wouldn't be leaving until Operah was done with him.
"Hahahaha, hehehehe, hahahaha, please stop it." begged Chad. "Have mercy... hehehehe, hahahaha, hehehehe, hahahahaha!"
"Ah poor little man-whore, does it tickle?" asked Operah in a sweet, friendly tone, "How about here?"
"Yes, stop, please... hahahahahaha, hehehehehe, hahahahaha... I can't stand it!" he replied.
Oprah's hands slowly worked over Chad's belly for a few more minuets before turning her attention to his ribs. Slowly, inch by inch, the talk show host and film producer made her way up his body, reveling in his fits of laughter and pleas for mercy the entire time. Sweat and tears covered Chad's hansom red face, his voice became rasped and silent laughter kicked in when he couldn't get his breath anymore. None of these things even flinched the devilish expression on Operah's face as her thumb circled his sensitive nipples.
"You know that thing looks good enough to eat." said his tormentor as she looked at down at his cock, "Stephanie McMahon told me it was sweet like honey, I thin I will find out for myself."
"Oh god, please don't tease me anymore." Chad cried, "I can't stand anymore of this torture, please stop!"
"But it's so much fun." said Operah with a giggle, "Now lay back and enjoy sweet thing."
Operah grasped the bound man's cock firmly and began to roll her tongue over it's fat head. Chad groaned as the pleasurable sensations charged his body, and he began to whimper like a dog getting it's belly rubbed. The roar of the crowd slowly turned into a soft hush as they watched Operah slick-up the bound man's member with her tongue before wrapping her mouth around it. The Television icon slowly began to bob her head on on Chad's man hood, all the while he groaned his his approval.
"You like that don't you man-whore?" asked Operah already know the answer, "I'll bet you'd love me to finish you with my mouth huh?"
"Oh god yes, please, I need it so badly!" exclaimed Chad, "Please goddess let me cum!"
"No!" replied Operah, as he finger tips stroked his balls, "Laugh!"
"NO, NOT THERE!!!" screamed the bound man as his most sencitive area was attacked, "HAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHE... PLEASE DON'T... HAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHE, HAHAHAHAHA... NOT MY BALLS PLEASE!" he pleased as the on-lookers returned to cheering her on.
Operah added to Chad's torture by continuing to tease his cock while she tickled his scrotum. With skill of an inquisitioner she stroked his fat 9" tool, occasionally rubbing her thumb against it's fat sticky head. The helpless slave though he was going to go mad with the conflicting sensations, screaming out, but not sure what exactly to scream for. The talented woman didn't stop with her hands either, as she would lick, and even suck on is throbbing wood simply driving the crowd and Chad crazy.
"Ok bitch, it's time for you to take care of me." said the talk show host as she climbed on the table with him, "Lets see if you can handle my action, no body else ever has."
Chad closed his eyes and let out a loud grunt as he felt Operah's pussy clamp onto his cock. When he opened them again all he could see was her fat ass bouncing up an down as she road him harder then any other woman he'd ever been with. Never in his life had he thought this could happen, or that Operah Winfrey could have such and intense sex drive. Then again, here in the dungeon, women were free to act on their most basic of instincts. It was like those "ExtreamCFNM" videos he'd seen on youporn once.
"Oh yeah." moaned Operah moments latter, "Fuck me with you nasty white dick!" she exclaimed, "It feels so good."
"UH... OH... SHIT!" screamed Chad, "I-I'm gonna cum!"
Operah slipped of of Chad, and began rubbing his dick hard. Despite the pleasure she was brining him she looked at him with a scowl, threatening him with ruthless punishment if he came. It seemed very unfair, she was adding to his pleasure, literally brining him to climax with her bare hands, but feeling jilted by him because she hadn't finished first. Suddenly Chad screamed out, and huge load spouted from his cock landing on his legs. All the women in the crows stood up and cheered, as the bound man felt a pain in his left arm.
"You... you bastard!" exclaimed Operah, "You finished before me, how dare you finish before me!" she added, "Now your gonna get it cracker!"
With that Operah dug in hard on Chad's sides, ruthlessly messaging hysterical laughter our of him. The bound man struggled violently, pulling at his restraints, and throwing his head from side to side. Once more the crowd of women cheered the goddess Winfrey on, because each of them had dealt with the issue of a man finishing before they had, and the harsh feeling that brings. With the torture getting more and more intense Chad could feel his breath becoming short, and his chest began to hurt. Suddenly Gayle King rushed out onto the stage and added to his heel by tickling his feet.
"C-can't breath... h-h-har..." mumbled Chad, "S-sto- stop please." he begged.
"Of cours you can't breath man-whore, tickling has that effect." replied Operah as she climed on top of him, "Pour it on Gayle, he's got tears rolling down his cheeks, this will teach him to cum before me!"
"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGG-RAAAAAAAAW-PUHFFFFFFFFFF!" screamed Chad as the air left his body, and his eyes closed forever.
The End.
Chapter 10: Full Circle
Starring: Oprah Winfrey
F/M, FF/M, None Consent, Bondage, Teasing, Orgasm Denial.
"NO!" screamed Solange Knowles as Tyra Banks and Lucy Lui ruthlessly worked over the young pop singer's belly amd ribs, "Please don't... hahahahaha, hehehehehe... I can't take it anymore!"
"Come on little diva, your sister may have gotten you in the door, but everybody gets 'Tickled-In'."
Chad watched, on his knees as the two women, along with several others, ruthlessly broke in the newest ,member of the Dungeon crew. Linda McMahon, Linda Hogan, Condoleezza Rice, Porscha De Rossi and Ellen Degeneres all dug in hard on the bound beauty laughing as she laughed, laughing as she screamed, and cheering each time she was forced to climax by Ellen and Porscha. This was nothing new to these wicked women, all of whom had to go through it when they first joined the dungeon, and Beyonce's little sister would be no exception.
"Oh no... not another one... I can't take... a ...ah... ah... OH MY GOD!" screamed Solange as she finally collapsed from her 3rd orgasm.
"Only 3!" Exclaimed Tyra, "I remember when we brought in Beyonce, and it too 5 to knock her out" she added as they lifted the younger Knowles off the table, "I guess thats why B. is a Goddess and your only going to be a Mistress."
"Now Ladies and... well... who am I kidding there aren't any ladies here." said Kath Hilton, getting a laugh from the crowed, "At any rate it is time for our feature attraction." she continued to a rousing cheer from the many women present, "All of you wanted him, but Oprah's going to get him." she added, "From the hard street of skid row in California, I give you one of our sexiest specimens ever Chad!"
Chad was swatted with a riding crop, and pulled to his feet by his leash. The young man looked over his shoulder at Solange Knowles as she was carried out on a stretcher, she looked almost angelic as she slept offer her inishiation into the fold, but he knew in a few hours she would awaken a fallen angle when she decided to take up the cause of torturing the slaves of the dungeon. In fact Chad wouldn't be surprised if he or the Chinaman ended up being the first on her list, the women of the dungeon seemed to like them better then some of the others.
With his hands chained in front of him, and his ankles shackled together, the slave walked out onto the stage to a standing ovation. Looking out into the crows he could see rows upon rows of women cheering and whistling, many of the women had taken advantage of him in the hallway or torture chamber of the dungeons, and yet there must have been a thousand more whom he hadn't seen until this day. Everyone of them had come simply to see his torment, his humiliation. They come to see him laugh, hear him beg, watch him squirm under the touch of one of their own. Then she would make him cum, elevate the strain in his loins, but even in this release he would find shame knowing it was to amuse his captors.
Laying on the cold marble table his hands were brought above his head, and their chains locked to a large mettle ring, the same was done with his ankles. The whistles and cheers continued as his cock stood fully erect like a flag pole awaiting Goddess Winfrey to release what would be an explosive load. Nobody had even touched him yet, except for the slight touch of his binders as they restrained him, but a single tear traveled down his cheek. For the second time since coming to this horrid place Kim Kardasian looked at him, and had pity in her eyes.
For whats seemed like hours Chad laid naked on a slab before his enemies. Then their came an even louder cheering as his tormentor to be walked on stage. Dressed in a scarlet robe, Goddess Oprah Winfrey entered walked up to him. With graceful authority she thrusted her hands out from the sleeves of her garb and pulled back the hood that hid her face. The crowed grew silent as she looked out at them and then down at Chad. Fear filled his very soul as the voluptuous black woman's full lips parted into a smile so big, and full of evil, it reminded him of the Joker from the Batman comics. Then she took a hold of his cock and slowly began to stroke it, causing the female on lookers to erupt with cheers.
"This is how things are going to work man-whore." said Operah, "I'm going to tickle you some, tease you some, and then I am going to fuck my brains out on the sweet looking dick of yours." she informed him, "If I cum first, I'll let you blow your load and send you on your way." she continued, "However if you cum before me you will spend the rest of the day strapped to this table, entertaining me and my friends."
"Oh my god, that feels so good." groaned Chad, "Why can't you let me cum?" he asked, his hips rising up off the slab, " Please I need it so bad."
"Oh I can let you cum whenever I want, I just don't want to right now." explained Operah as let go of his tool and walked down to his feet, "Now do you understand the rules of my little game?"
"Yes goddess." replied Chad.
Long red nails unfurled at the tips of the talk show hoasts fingers, she smiled at the site of Chad's toes curling, and the sound of the chains rattling as he tried to pull his feet away. Operah always liked a little slack on her slaves restraints, she liked watching them squirm when she worked them over.Some of the women preferred to have their toys tied taught and unable to move, thus adding to the sense of complete helplessness, goddess Winfrey on the other hand felt that the ability to move but not get away added even more to her preys terror. A little bit of struggle always made things more interesting as well.
Chad grunted as he felt the long slow stroke of a single finger nail run up the center of his left arch. Closing his eyes he tried to think of something to take his mind off what was happening. Gradually giggles began to force their way out of his tightly sealed lips, and they grew into snickers, but just as they were about to evolve into full blown laughter Operah would stop her assault.
"Mmmm, can't have you going off to soon." said the scarlet clad woman, as she ran her finger tip along Chad's inner thigh, "I have to tease them just like I am going to tease you, let their need for it build until they can't stand it anymore." she explained, "Don't worry though, I'll have you screaming in no time."
Operah had watched what the other women had done to him at the auction, and remember every reaction they'd caused. Once they had gotten wrapped up in there own arousal, she bid a mere 2 million for him, she'd have payed 5 times that much to get her hands on his ivory ass, she just loved making the white boys squeals. Finger tips came to bare on the helpless man's knee cap's causing him to giggle and shreek. The women in the crowd roared with laughter of there own as they watched him squirm and heard his pathetic pleas. Chad really did sound like a little girl who had just seen her favorite pop singer or something.
"Oh baby, you are turning me on." Oprah claimed as stopped again, "I am so hot right now, you have no idea how much I am loving this." she continued, "Let me give you an idea."
The slaves eyes opened wide as the voluptuous talk show host dropped her robe revealing her dark naked body to him. Chad had never been a big fan of Operah's, he didn't buy into her on screen image, and didn't really find her all that attractive, but after 7 days of being teased and tormented sexually by the women of the "Goddess Spa and Dungeon" even somebody he hated would look good to him. Besides he was a boob guy, and Operah had some great cans.
Standing naked before the masses Operah raised her hands to the cheers of her audience. Walking over to the head of the slab she climbed on and slowly lowered her damp women-hood onto Chad's hansom face. Immediately and with out instruction the bound man began to lick and kiss her swollen labia and hard fat clit. For a moment the ebony goddess closed her eyes and moaned softly, then she opened her eyes and grinned.
"Who told you to do that!" she exclaimed in mock anger."I never said you could touch me at all, I only meant to show you how turned on I am." she added, "I give you a privilege of being this close to me and you take it for granted, I can't let this go unpunished."
Shifting her position Operah brought her big butt down on her playthings face, and began to tickle his armpits. Chad screamed into his goddess's ass, and thrashed wildly under her. His body bucked and thrashed as the woman's long finger nails ruthlessly worked over his deep, shaven, underarms. Over and over the naked woman would ask him if "Have you learned you lesson yet?", following up with "I can't hear you slave boy." even though she knew he was screaming yes and begging for her to stop. The feeling of him helpless under her smothering ass sent a chill up her spine and made her nipples hard with arousle.
"Okay, since that didn't teach anything, maybe this will." said Operah as she got off her slave.
"No wait, I am sorry!" Chad cried out, "Please don't do that!"
Operah pressed her full, red painted, lips against the helpless man's rippled belly and blew as hard as she could. Chad's back arched up off the table as he erupted into hysterical laughter. The crowed of women applauded as Oprah repeated the action twice more, before starting a ruthless raking of his belly with her long finger nails.The helpless man screamed for mercy as sweat beaded on his head. It was so humiliating to be tickled, but to have it done while others watched on and cheered was even worse. All his struggles were in vain, and he wouldn't be leaving until Operah was done with him.
"Hahahaha, hehehehe, hahahaha, please stop it." begged Chad. "Have mercy... hehehehe, hahahaha, hehehehe, hahahahaha!"
"Ah poor little man-whore, does it tickle?" asked Operah in a sweet, friendly tone, "How about here?"
"Yes, stop, please... hahahahahaha, hehehehehe, hahahahaha... I can't stand it!" he replied.
Oprah's hands slowly worked over Chad's belly for a few more minuets before turning her attention to his ribs. Slowly, inch by inch, the talk show host and film producer made her way up his body, reveling in his fits of laughter and pleas for mercy the entire time. Sweat and tears covered Chad's hansom red face, his voice became rasped and silent laughter kicked in when he couldn't get his breath anymore. None of these things even flinched the devilish expression on Operah's face as her thumb circled his sensitive nipples.
"You know that thing looks good enough to eat." said his tormentor as she looked at down at his cock, "Stephanie McMahon told me it was sweet like honey, I thin I will find out for myself."
"Oh god, please don't tease me anymore." Chad cried, "I can't stand anymore of this torture, please stop!"
"But it's so much fun." said Operah with a giggle, "Now lay back and enjoy sweet thing."
Operah grasped the bound man's cock firmly and began to roll her tongue over it's fat head. Chad groaned as the pleasurable sensations charged his body, and he began to whimper like a dog getting it's belly rubbed. The roar of the crowd slowly turned into a soft hush as they watched Operah slick-up the bound man's member with her tongue before wrapping her mouth around it. The Television icon slowly began to bob her head on on Chad's man hood, all the while he groaned his his approval.
"You like that don't you man-whore?" asked Operah already know the answer, "I'll bet you'd love me to finish you with my mouth huh?"
"Oh god yes, please, I need it so badly!" exclaimed Chad, "Please goddess let me cum!"
"No!" replied Operah, as he finger tips stroked his balls, "Laugh!"
"NO, NOT THERE!!!" screamed the bound man as his most sencitive area was attacked, "HAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHE... PLEASE DON'T... HAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHE, HAHAHAHAHA... NOT MY BALLS PLEASE!" he pleased as the on-lookers returned to cheering her on.
Operah added to Chad's torture by continuing to tease his cock while she tickled his scrotum. With skill of an inquisitioner she stroked his fat 9" tool, occasionally rubbing her thumb against it's fat sticky head. The helpless slave though he was going to go mad with the conflicting sensations, screaming out, but not sure what exactly to scream for. The talented woman didn't stop with her hands either, as she would lick, and even suck on is throbbing wood simply driving the crowd and Chad crazy.
"Ok bitch, it's time for you to take care of me." said the talk show host as she climbed on the table with him, "Lets see if you can handle my action, no body else ever has."
Chad closed his eyes and let out a loud grunt as he felt Operah's pussy clamp onto his cock. When he opened them again all he could see was her fat ass bouncing up an down as she road him harder then any other woman he'd ever been with. Never in his life had he thought this could happen, or that Operah Winfrey could have such and intense sex drive. Then again, here in the dungeon, women were free to act on their most basic of instincts. It was like those "ExtreamCFNM" videos he'd seen on youporn once.
"Oh yeah." moaned Operah moments latter, "Fuck me with you nasty white dick!" she exclaimed, "It feels so good."
"UH... OH... SHIT!" screamed Chad, "I-I'm gonna cum!"
Operah slipped of of Chad, and began rubbing his dick hard. Despite the pleasure she was brining him she looked at him with a scowl, threatening him with ruthless punishment if he came. It seemed very unfair, she was adding to his pleasure, literally brining him to climax with her bare hands, but feeling jilted by him because she hadn't finished first. Suddenly Chad screamed out, and huge load spouted from his cock landing on his legs. All the women in the crows stood up and cheered, as the bound man felt a pain in his left arm.
"You... you bastard!" exclaimed Operah, "You finished before me, how dare you finish before me!" she added, "Now your gonna get it cracker!"
With that Operah dug in hard on Chad's sides, ruthlessly messaging hysterical laughter our of him. The bound man struggled violently, pulling at his restraints, and throwing his head from side to side. Once more the crowd of women cheered the goddess Winfrey on, because each of them had dealt with the issue of a man finishing before they had, and the harsh feeling that brings. With the torture getting more and more intense Chad could feel his breath becoming short, and his chest began to hurt. Suddenly Gayle King rushed out onto the stage and added to his heel by tickling his feet.
"C-can't breath... h-h-har..." mumbled Chad, "S-sto- stop please." he begged.
"Of cours you can't breath man-whore, tickling has that effect." replied Operah as she climed on top of him, "Pour it on Gayle, he's got tears rolling down his cheeks, this will teach him to cum before me!"
"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGG-RAAAAAAAAW-PUHFFFFFFFFFF!" screamed Chad as the air left his body, and his eyes closed forever.
The End.
I guess pleasure comes with a price 
it's fresh and bold 
