Arpit Chopra
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- Dec 15, 2021
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" I orgasmed, Rach. I ORGASMED."
Sarah was lying on Rachel's lap, sobbing uncontrollably. All the pent-up frustration and sadness she had bottled up inside her was coming out with a vengeance. Rachel was the only girl Sarah had ever trusted, her only best friend in school, her sounding board with whom she could share anything and everything, without the fear of any judgment.
"It's not your fault sweety, it was never your fault," Rachel told her in a soothing voice, slowly grazing her hand over Sarah's head. She knew exactly how much Sarah had suffered, both physically and mentally. She wanted to tear the person apart who had made her suffer. Being a trained Krav Maga expert, it wouldn't take long for her to bring any man or woman to their knees. But she wanted the person to suffer, just like Sarah had suffered over these few months.
When Rachel heard that Sarah was back in her hometown, she wanted to call her straight away. But she also knew that her dad had died, and she wanted to give her some time to recover. However, she had no idea about Sarah's stepmother Sheila, or her new boyfriend Adam.
When Rachel had finally called her, listening to Sarah's voice on the phone, she instantly knew Sarah was in trouble. Her voice was trembling and she was crying on the phone, so Rachel invited her to come to her home.
Rachel was very eager to meet Sarah after such a long time. She had missed her terribly. However, when she saw Sarah after all these years, she almost didn't recognize her. Sarah had been reduced to a shell of a person. Her cheeks were sunken and there were dark circles all around her eyes. Sarah had always been a slim girl, but the girl standing in front of Rachel wasn't just slim, she was sickeningly weak. It was as if she hadn't slept or eaten properly for a long time, so Rachel first cooked Sarah's favorite dishes for her, which she ate with gusto, and then made sure she slept comfortably. She also ensured Sarah's phone was switched off so that nobody could contact her.
After staying with Rachel for a few days, Sarah finally opened up. She told her every last detail of the ordeal she had suffered over the last few months, and the more Rachel heard, the angrier she became. She couldn't believe pigs like Adam still existed, who would treat women like slaves. Animals like him and Sheila shouldn't be allowed to exist in the world.
Rachel herself came from a wealthy family too. And unlike Sarah, both her parents were still alive, and they had ensured she knew the right people to get ahead in the world. Rachel was an expert in the networking field, so it didn't her long to hire a private investigator to have him follow Adam and Sheila 24x7. She wanted to know everything about them, where they went, what bars they frequently visited, and most importantly, how close they were.
It didn't take long for Rachel to find out everything. Sheila was wholeheartedly committed to Adam, but Adam was only using her for her money. He gave her access to hard drugs constantly so that Sheila would always have her head filled with crap, and Adam could cheat on her constantly. When Rachel heard Adam's backstory, she couldn't help but be extremely impressed. Compared to Adam, she was nothing in the field of networking. Had they met each other in a different circumstance, Adam could be Rachel's teacher. Maybe he was, in a different world. But, in this world, she wanted nothing but vengeance against him.
Adam originally belonged to a middle-class background. Her mom and dad were middle school teachers in a very small town, so Adam was what you would call a self-made man. He had always been a ladies' man and just knew how to manipulate the women to get what he wanted. He had realized very early that drugs were a constant source of entertainment amongst lonely rich women. The combination of drugs and sex was an extremely potent mixture and reveled in supplying both of these in abundance. Sheila was just her latest escapade, after he was done with her and Sarah, with all the money he acquires from them, he no longer planned to be a drug dealer himself. He planned to have an empire, a flourishing empire where drugs would flow constantly all over the country. He wanted to be a king, with a huge harem of queens alongside him.
Rachel knew exactly what she had to do. She knew Adam's weakness - vulnerable, lonely middle-aged women were his specialty. All she had to do was contact a professional to do all the dirty work for her.
Her name was Cynthia, but Rachel guessed that wasn't her real name. All she could see was a 35-year-old red-headed milf, with a bosom that could tempt Lord Zeus himself. Her rates were fixed at a range that only the chosen few could afford, but money wasn't an object for Rachel. All she wanted was vengeance, awfully devastating vengeance against Adam for ever daring to hurt her friend.
A few days later,
Adam was sitting on a bar stool, listening to Cynthia talk for hours about how awful her husband was, and how she wanted to divorce him and take away all his money. Adam had listened to countless stories like these many times, from numerous women. But there was something different about Cynthia. Adam had planned to spend a quiet night. He had only planned to spend a little time at the bar, have a few drinks, and go home. He was bored of spending every night with Sheila, sleeping on the same bed with a druggist who was ready to open her legs for him anytime he wanted. Sheila adored him, he knew that. But it wasn't enough. Sarah, however, was a different story. With a body so tasty and an ass that was ready to give him a huge erection every time he saw it, Adam loved to take advantage of her. However, she had run away from her home a few weeks ago. Adam missed her lustful body terribly, and he knew she would come back soon enough. It won't be long before her money runs out, and through his investigations, he knew she wasn't living with any relative of hers. So, either she was living with a friend, or on the streets.
Lost in his thoughts, he didn't even notice when a beautiful, red-headed woman started moving in on him and offered to buy him a drink. From his experience, he knew women didn't usually buy him drinks unless they were thoroughly manipulated by him. He usually was always ready to pay for the drinks whenever he approached women. He didn't mind that, because he knew that those little investments would give him amazing returns.
But this was something unexpected. Cynthia insisted to pay for all the drinks, so against his better judgment, he allowed himself to get drunk during the first meeting itself. All he had to do was listen to her crappy stories and sympathize with her a little, and she was all over him. Or so he thought !!!
She invited him to join her at her hotel room nearby, and he was too drunk and horny to say no. He was too drunk to drive, so she insisted they go in her car. He imagined she would be staying in a huge five-star hotel like the Bellagio, but he was surprised when she took him to a small cottage in the middle of nowhere. He had thought earlier that she was a millionaire. now he wasn't so sure. He decided to screw her and dispose of her quickly.
But, unbeknownst to him, this was all pre-planned. Cynthia had chosen this location specifically so that there would be no witnesses. She had already whatsapped her location to Rachel, and they would be arriving soon. Till then, her work would be done.
At the merest hint from her, Adam quickly stripped himself. He sat down on the bed, waiting for her to strip too. It was a small bed, enough for only 1 person. It also had an open headboard and footboard, exactly what was needed to complete the deed.
She brought out a pair of strong nylon ropes from the nearby drawer, and the next Adam knew, his wrists and legs were tied tightly to the headboard and footboard respectively. Cynthia used the constrictor knot, the harshest knot she knew so that any hope of escape would be impossible for him.
"Now that you're all trussed up like a turkey, let me tell you something else about my husband..." Cynthia smiled evilly.
"Everything I told you about him was a mixture of truth and fiction. My husband was a complicated man. He was a cruel man, no doubt. But he was also putty in my hands. He loved to dominate me, but he didn't know that it was only because I allowed him to. There was something peculiar about him. He had a very delicate spot right in the middle of his left rib, a little bit of probing there would make him laugh and giggle like an overexcited schoolgirl."
She pressed her long-nailed right index finger right in the center of his rib firmly, and Adam laughed out loud !!
"AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA"
"You men are so easy, so easily manipulated by women. Rachel told me all about you. You think raping women is fun, don't you? After we are done with you, you won't rape any woman ever !!!"
She started skittering her well-manicured nails all over his toned tummy, and his laughter increased in intensity.
"FUCCCCCAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!!"
Cynthia knew her job was already over. All she was instructed to do was to deliver Adam to the girls. But she was enjoying this too much to stop now. She kept tickling him mercilessly, paying closer attention to his ribs and belly button area, which she found was the most ticklish.
Adam, however, was in a living hell. It was a long time since he had been tickled that badly. It brought back memories of his childhood, memories where his older cousin sister and her friends stripped him and humiliated him by tickling him for hours. Memories that were the origination of his misogynistic nature against women.
"MAMAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA MAMAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!!"
"Ooh, the baby is calling for his mama now? Your mama won't save you, sweety. Nobody will be coming to rescue you tonight."
She kept tickling his stomach viciously, her sharp fingers digging into his waist just like rats trying to dig in. She also noticed his manhood swelling involuntarily due to the cruel nature of her tickling. But she knew that after this would be the last erection he would ever have. He would never rape any woman ever again !!
Just then she heard a car approaching outside. She knew they had arrived.
She unlocked the door, and Rachel entered the room, followed by Sarah.
Adam had been panting and sweating due to the cruel tickling he had just experienced. He didn't even notice the other girls arriving at first, but as soon as he saw Sarah, all his drunkenness evaporated.
"WHAT THE FUCK ?? WHAT IS SHE DOING HERE?? SARAH YOU BITCH, UNTIE ME RIGHT NOW. OR I SWEAR TO GOD I'LL KILL YOU. I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU."
Sarah just kept looking at him with hatred. At that very moment, all she wanted to do was cut Adam to pieces. But killing him was the easy part. Even though he deserved to die, Sarah wanted him to live. Live a life full of misery.
She whispered in Rachel's ear "LET'S FUCKING DESTROY HIM !!!!"
They walked up to him. Rachel stopped at his naked feet, while Sarah knew she had to get his upper body. Especially his stomach area, where he had tickled her numerous times.
Just before starting, Rachel handed Cynthia a small device. Before Adam could notice what it was, Sarah pounced on him like a hungry tigress.
"FUCCCKINNNNAAAAAAAAAAAA BITCCCCCCHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA !!!!"
Sarah attacked his stomach with the strongest force she could muster. She attacked his waist using her fingers and teeth as if she was an actual tigress devouring her prey. She did not want him to enjoy the tickling at all, all she wanted was to see him suffer with laughter. Her intensity never decreased, she kept tickling him until her fingers and his waist area were red and sore, still, she didn't stop. Her teeth didn't stop either, she kept biting and nibbling at his tummy as if she was feeding on him. She didn't stop, she just knew she couldn't.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAH MAMAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA AAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA !!!!"
Adam kept laughing like a madman, unable to do anything to stop his torture. He kept pulling at his hands and feet, trying to break free. But Cynthia was an expert in the art of knots and ropes. He wasn't going anywhere.
Rachel meanwhile had started on his feet. She did not want to see him in pain, that would come later. Right now all she wanted to do was maximize the tickling. So, she raked her long manicured nails all over his tender soles, carefully and methodically, making sure not to hurt him in any way but just make him mad with tickling.
Adam no longer knew where he was. All he knew was that he was suffering, and he just wanted the suffering to end.
The tickling, however, continued unabated.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH AAHHHHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!!"
He lost all track of time, he didn't even know how long they kept tickling him. Maybe hours, maybe days, he couldn't be sure of anything anymore. All he knew was he was slowly losing any forms of sanity. It was as if he was on a continuous never-ending rollercoaster ride, and his head was spinning incessantly.
His manhood was throbbing and his erection had reached a point where a simple stroke could lead to a surge of desire to flow out. But both the girls made sure not to touch anywhere near his manhood. They didn't want him to climax.
Rachel nodded toward Cynthia, and she knew what she had to do.
She walked up to him and tied a small device on the base of his manhood, making sure to tighten it as much as possible to restrict the flow of blood and any other forms of liquid. His erection became stronger than ever before, and the unexpected feeling of pain made him scream.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!!"
"Now you'll see what pain fucking means !!" Sarah cried with her voice full of fury.
She started stroking his manhood, instructing Cynthia to take her place and continue the most agonizing form of tickling on his upper body.
Adam wanted to ejaculate so badly, but the cock ring was tied so tightly that he couldn't do anything. And the more Sarah stroked him, the more painful the experience became. The mixture of pain along with the incessant tickling made him literally lose his mind. His thoughts were slipping away from him like water down a drain pipe.
Adam's cunning mind had been beaten down. Insanity was an inevitable phenomenon.
But Sarah wasn't done with him. His manhood had done all the dirty deeds, and his manhood had to be punished.
She stood up and slowly walked away from his manhood. She had specifically worn pointed heels for this occasion. She visualized the image of his manhood violating her, and that gave her all the strength in the world.
She ran forward and inflicted on his scrotum the most violent kick she could manage.
Adam's scream followed immediately after, caused by the explosion of blood, urine, and sperm. He fainted.
His mind and manhood both were gone forever!!
(TO BE CONTINUED....)
Sarah was lying on Rachel's lap, sobbing uncontrollably. All the pent-up frustration and sadness she had bottled up inside her was coming out with a vengeance. Rachel was the only girl Sarah had ever trusted, her only best friend in school, her sounding board with whom she could share anything and everything, without the fear of any judgment.
"It's not your fault sweety, it was never your fault," Rachel told her in a soothing voice, slowly grazing her hand over Sarah's head. She knew exactly how much Sarah had suffered, both physically and mentally. She wanted to tear the person apart who had made her suffer. Being a trained Krav Maga expert, it wouldn't take long for her to bring any man or woman to their knees. But she wanted the person to suffer, just like Sarah had suffered over these few months.
When Rachel heard that Sarah was back in her hometown, she wanted to call her straight away. But she also knew that her dad had died, and she wanted to give her some time to recover. However, she had no idea about Sarah's stepmother Sheila, or her new boyfriend Adam.
When Rachel had finally called her, listening to Sarah's voice on the phone, she instantly knew Sarah was in trouble. Her voice was trembling and she was crying on the phone, so Rachel invited her to come to her home.
Rachel was very eager to meet Sarah after such a long time. She had missed her terribly. However, when she saw Sarah after all these years, she almost didn't recognize her. Sarah had been reduced to a shell of a person. Her cheeks were sunken and there were dark circles all around her eyes. Sarah had always been a slim girl, but the girl standing in front of Rachel wasn't just slim, she was sickeningly weak. It was as if she hadn't slept or eaten properly for a long time, so Rachel first cooked Sarah's favorite dishes for her, which she ate with gusto, and then made sure she slept comfortably. She also ensured Sarah's phone was switched off so that nobody could contact her.
After staying with Rachel for a few days, Sarah finally opened up. She told her every last detail of the ordeal she had suffered over the last few months, and the more Rachel heard, the angrier she became. She couldn't believe pigs like Adam still existed, who would treat women like slaves. Animals like him and Sheila shouldn't be allowed to exist in the world.
Rachel herself came from a wealthy family too. And unlike Sarah, both her parents were still alive, and they had ensured she knew the right people to get ahead in the world. Rachel was an expert in the networking field, so it didn't her long to hire a private investigator to have him follow Adam and Sheila 24x7. She wanted to know everything about them, where they went, what bars they frequently visited, and most importantly, how close they were.
It didn't take long for Rachel to find out everything. Sheila was wholeheartedly committed to Adam, but Adam was only using her for her money. He gave her access to hard drugs constantly so that Sheila would always have her head filled with crap, and Adam could cheat on her constantly. When Rachel heard Adam's backstory, she couldn't help but be extremely impressed. Compared to Adam, she was nothing in the field of networking. Had they met each other in a different circumstance, Adam could be Rachel's teacher. Maybe he was, in a different world. But, in this world, she wanted nothing but vengeance against him.
Adam originally belonged to a middle-class background. Her mom and dad were middle school teachers in a very small town, so Adam was what you would call a self-made man. He had always been a ladies' man and just knew how to manipulate the women to get what he wanted. He had realized very early that drugs were a constant source of entertainment amongst lonely rich women. The combination of drugs and sex was an extremely potent mixture and reveled in supplying both of these in abundance. Sheila was just her latest escapade, after he was done with her and Sarah, with all the money he acquires from them, he no longer planned to be a drug dealer himself. He planned to have an empire, a flourishing empire where drugs would flow constantly all over the country. He wanted to be a king, with a huge harem of queens alongside him.
Rachel knew exactly what she had to do. She knew Adam's weakness - vulnerable, lonely middle-aged women were his specialty. All she had to do was contact a professional to do all the dirty work for her.
Her name was Cynthia, but Rachel guessed that wasn't her real name. All she could see was a 35-year-old red-headed milf, with a bosom that could tempt Lord Zeus himself. Her rates were fixed at a range that only the chosen few could afford, but money wasn't an object for Rachel. All she wanted was vengeance, awfully devastating vengeance against Adam for ever daring to hurt her friend.
A few days later,
Adam was sitting on a bar stool, listening to Cynthia talk for hours about how awful her husband was, and how she wanted to divorce him and take away all his money. Adam had listened to countless stories like these many times, from numerous women. But there was something different about Cynthia. Adam had planned to spend a quiet night. He had only planned to spend a little time at the bar, have a few drinks, and go home. He was bored of spending every night with Sheila, sleeping on the same bed with a druggist who was ready to open her legs for him anytime he wanted. Sheila adored him, he knew that. But it wasn't enough. Sarah, however, was a different story. With a body so tasty and an ass that was ready to give him a huge erection every time he saw it, Adam loved to take advantage of her. However, she had run away from her home a few weeks ago. Adam missed her lustful body terribly, and he knew she would come back soon enough. It won't be long before her money runs out, and through his investigations, he knew she wasn't living with any relative of hers. So, either she was living with a friend, or on the streets.
Lost in his thoughts, he didn't even notice when a beautiful, red-headed woman started moving in on him and offered to buy him a drink. From his experience, he knew women didn't usually buy him drinks unless they were thoroughly manipulated by him. He usually was always ready to pay for the drinks whenever he approached women. He didn't mind that, because he knew that those little investments would give him amazing returns.
But this was something unexpected. Cynthia insisted to pay for all the drinks, so against his better judgment, he allowed himself to get drunk during the first meeting itself. All he had to do was listen to her crappy stories and sympathize with her a little, and she was all over him. Or so he thought !!!
She invited him to join her at her hotel room nearby, and he was too drunk and horny to say no. He was too drunk to drive, so she insisted they go in her car. He imagined she would be staying in a huge five-star hotel like the Bellagio, but he was surprised when she took him to a small cottage in the middle of nowhere. He had thought earlier that she was a millionaire. now he wasn't so sure. He decided to screw her and dispose of her quickly.
But, unbeknownst to him, this was all pre-planned. Cynthia had chosen this location specifically so that there would be no witnesses. She had already whatsapped her location to Rachel, and they would be arriving soon. Till then, her work would be done.
At the merest hint from her, Adam quickly stripped himself. He sat down on the bed, waiting for her to strip too. It was a small bed, enough for only 1 person. It also had an open headboard and footboard, exactly what was needed to complete the deed.
She brought out a pair of strong nylon ropes from the nearby drawer, and the next Adam knew, his wrists and legs were tied tightly to the headboard and footboard respectively. Cynthia used the constrictor knot, the harshest knot she knew so that any hope of escape would be impossible for him.
"Now that you're all trussed up like a turkey, let me tell you something else about my husband..." Cynthia smiled evilly.
"Everything I told you about him was a mixture of truth and fiction. My husband was a complicated man. He was a cruel man, no doubt. But he was also putty in my hands. He loved to dominate me, but he didn't know that it was only because I allowed him to. There was something peculiar about him. He had a very delicate spot right in the middle of his left rib, a little bit of probing there would make him laugh and giggle like an overexcited schoolgirl."
She pressed her long-nailed right index finger right in the center of his rib firmly, and Adam laughed out loud !!
"AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA"
"You men are so easy, so easily manipulated by women. Rachel told me all about you. You think raping women is fun, don't you? After we are done with you, you won't rape any woman ever !!!"
She started skittering her well-manicured nails all over his toned tummy, and his laughter increased in intensity.
"FUCCCCCAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!!"
Cynthia knew her job was already over. All she was instructed to do was to deliver Adam to the girls. But she was enjoying this too much to stop now. She kept tickling him mercilessly, paying closer attention to his ribs and belly button area, which she found was the most ticklish.
Adam, however, was in a living hell. It was a long time since he had been tickled that badly. It brought back memories of his childhood, memories where his older cousin sister and her friends stripped him and humiliated him by tickling him for hours. Memories that were the origination of his misogynistic nature against women.
"MAMAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA MAMAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!!"
"Ooh, the baby is calling for his mama now? Your mama won't save you, sweety. Nobody will be coming to rescue you tonight."
She kept tickling his stomach viciously, her sharp fingers digging into his waist just like rats trying to dig in. She also noticed his manhood swelling involuntarily due to the cruel nature of her tickling. But she knew that after this would be the last erection he would ever have. He would never rape any woman ever again !!
Just then she heard a car approaching outside. She knew they had arrived.
She unlocked the door, and Rachel entered the room, followed by Sarah.
Adam had been panting and sweating due to the cruel tickling he had just experienced. He didn't even notice the other girls arriving at first, but as soon as he saw Sarah, all his drunkenness evaporated.
"WHAT THE FUCK ?? WHAT IS SHE DOING HERE?? SARAH YOU BITCH, UNTIE ME RIGHT NOW. OR I SWEAR TO GOD I'LL KILL YOU. I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU."
Sarah just kept looking at him with hatred. At that very moment, all she wanted to do was cut Adam to pieces. But killing him was the easy part. Even though he deserved to die, Sarah wanted him to live. Live a life full of misery.
She whispered in Rachel's ear "LET'S FUCKING DESTROY HIM !!!!"
They walked up to him. Rachel stopped at his naked feet, while Sarah knew she had to get his upper body. Especially his stomach area, where he had tickled her numerous times.
Just before starting, Rachel handed Cynthia a small device. Before Adam could notice what it was, Sarah pounced on him like a hungry tigress.
"FUCCCKINNNNAAAAAAAAAAAA BITCCCCCCHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA !!!!"
Sarah attacked his stomach with the strongest force she could muster. She attacked his waist using her fingers and teeth as if she was an actual tigress devouring her prey. She did not want him to enjoy the tickling at all, all she wanted was to see him suffer with laughter. Her intensity never decreased, she kept tickling him until her fingers and his waist area were red and sore, still, she didn't stop. Her teeth didn't stop either, she kept biting and nibbling at his tummy as if she was feeding on him. She didn't stop, she just knew she couldn't.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAH MAMAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA AAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA !!!!"
Adam kept laughing like a madman, unable to do anything to stop his torture. He kept pulling at his hands and feet, trying to break free. But Cynthia was an expert in the art of knots and ropes. He wasn't going anywhere.
Rachel meanwhile had started on his feet. She did not want to see him in pain, that would come later. Right now all she wanted to do was maximize the tickling. So, she raked her long manicured nails all over his tender soles, carefully and methodically, making sure not to hurt him in any way but just make him mad with tickling.
Adam no longer knew where he was. All he knew was that he was suffering, and he just wanted the suffering to end.
The tickling, however, continued unabated.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH AAHHHHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!!"
He lost all track of time, he didn't even know how long they kept tickling him. Maybe hours, maybe days, he couldn't be sure of anything anymore. All he knew was he was slowly losing any forms of sanity. It was as if he was on a continuous never-ending rollercoaster ride, and his head was spinning incessantly.
His manhood was throbbing and his erection had reached a point where a simple stroke could lead to a surge of desire to flow out. But both the girls made sure not to touch anywhere near his manhood. They didn't want him to climax.
Rachel nodded toward Cynthia, and she knew what she had to do.
She walked up to him and tied a small device on the base of his manhood, making sure to tighten it as much as possible to restrict the flow of blood and any other forms of liquid. His erection became stronger than ever before, and the unexpected feeling of pain made him scream.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!!"
"Now you'll see what pain fucking means !!" Sarah cried with her voice full of fury.
She started stroking his manhood, instructing Cynthia to take her place and continue the most agonizing form of tickling on his upper body.
Adam wanted to ejaculate so badly, but the cock ring was tied so tightly that he couldn't do anything. And the more Sarah stroked him, the more painful the experience became. The mixture of pain along with the incessant tickling made him literally lose his mind. His thoughts were slipping away from him like water down a drain pipe.
Adam's cunning mind had been beaten down. Insanity was an inevitable phenomenon.
But Sarah wasn't done with him. His manhood had done all the dirty deeds, and his manhood had to be punished.
She stood up and slowly walked away from his manhood. She had specifically worn pointed heels for this occasion. She visualized the image of his manhood violating her, and that gave her all the strength in the world.
She ran forward and inflicted on his scrotum the most violent kick she could manage.
Adam's scream followed immediately after, caused by the explosion of blood, urine, and sperm. He fainted.
His mind and manhood both were gone forever!!
(TO BE CONTINUED....)
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