TuffGuy Denied - Part two
Torment via disappointed fun is all well and worthy, but TuffGuy is teetering on the very edge of release now and if I plan to send him home still cocked and loaded its time to change tactics. This portion of TuffGuy's castigation is all about fine old fashioned ache...an whole banquet of it! (Alas for the unfortunate stud, not a single drop of enjoyment in sight...heh,heh.) Now, there is no single torture I have a fun watching TuffGuy endure greater quantity than a combination of several all at one time: that guy is tied in a door frame compelled to stand barefoot on a mat lined with hundreds of sharp little plastic spikes, a tens unit sends painful pulses continuously throughout his crotch and shlong, during the time that a pair of dependable wooden clothespins squeeze away on his sensitive nipps. As TuffGuy enjoys those multiple on-going torments, I further entertain myself by using a small in number of my favourite tools on the areas of his body still obtainable for my further attentions: a spiked wheel, spinning brushes, my own cruel tickling fingers. The pathetic TuffGuy becomes so hopeless for relief even pure castigation brings him so close to the edge that this chab dutifully warns me his dam is about burst (this guy still thinks heﾒll eventually acquire to cum if this chab follows the rules this timeﾅHA!), so I leave him to hang and deflate in advance of continuing on with his torment.