Chapter 7
Somewhere in the mid-afternoon, Fumiko opened the door for four
diminutive Oriental girls. As the removed their coats and hung them on the hall
tree, then couldn't help but notice they were all dressed precisely the same.
Straight cut black hair swung soft and free against the total neck collars of
their form fitting black leotards. As Dan moved to greet them, they turned away
in unison, almost as a single act. Black gloved fingers worked deftly as each
unbound a black sash from her waists and re-folded it precisely. Only when they
had tied the black silk sashes across their eyes did they turn to greet him.
With the black masks in-place, only a glint of their black eyes could be seen
through the narrow eye slits, giving them an air of mystery and danger. Even
their lip gloss was of a darkened black hue, adding to their sinister aspect.
Fumiko smiled her inscrutable smile as Dan attempted to introduce
himself to his new guests. Ignoring his words, the four girls converged
sinuously, as one person upon him. He was amazed at the strength of their hands
as they turned them about and forced him to follow Fumiko up stairs to the room
aware Michelle lay bound. It took the four girls only seconds to strip Dan
entirely naked and stretch his arms up high over his head to that hook he and
his wife had once used for their private torture sessions.
Dan looked around to find Fumiko. She had evidently been quite busy
getting the room ready, but now had settled comfortably into a soft chair on the
side of the room. Pot hot tea had appeared on the side stand and Fumiko sipped
slowly at the steaming brew as she watched the four girls ready Dan and his
daughter for what would apparently be an erotically deliberate torture.
Michelle was blindfolded and gagged, already prepared for her torture, having
been positioned across the bed rather than down its length. Her wrists had been
stretched between posts at the head and foot of the bed. And cushions had been
placed beneath her head to raise her head up so that she could observe each and
every nuance of what was done to both she and to her father once the blindfolded
was removed.
Her heels had been pulled up against her soft white bottom cheeks, ropes
ran from her knees to opposite posts, spreading her creamy size impossibly wide.
The stretch held her pink pussy open with the sparkling knob of her clitoris
fully exposed. The four Oriental girls tied lengths of black rope around Dan's
ankles and his knees and tethered them to the railing of the bed frame so that
he was forced to stand tall along directly between Michelle's feet. Arching his
torso forward as far as he could, Dan was able to brush his thighs across the
ends of her toes, but could not stretch himself far enough to allow him to touch
her waiting pussy with his cock. He could come within a few scant inches but
could not reach quite far enough. What ever the a four Oriental girls had in
mind, it would be an interesting torture.
Dan glanced back at Fumiko questioningly, but her only answer was that
mysterious and inscrutable smile, giving him no indication of what was to come.
The four girls gave first Michelle and been Dan a close inspection ensuring
their bonds were sufficiently tight, been paired off. Not a word had yet been
spoken between them that Dan could understand, only soft whispers in some
unknown Oriental tongue. If Dan and the Michelle might have understood, they
would have been quite uneasy. From beneath a white cloth on the dresser each
girl removed to long and pointed Quill feathers that had been hidden there.
The gasp escaped Michelle's lips as the blindfolded and gag were removed
and she saw the display of Quill feathers dancing before her eyes. "Oh Daddy,
they're going to feather us," she cried. "A move please don't let them feather
me. I need to come so bad already." And then her eyes widened to see her
father's erection growing huge between her feet, and that he was just as
helplessly bound as she was. And then the feathering began.
Without a word or sound to give warning the four Oriental girls applied
to feathers to four helpless nipples. With one masked torturess applying two
pointed Quill's to each of their victims' nipples, Dan and Michelle could only
watch as the others nipples hardened into sensitive buds of passion.
"This is an interesting torture," to Fumiko said from her chair at the
side room. "Then always think that it is a woman who succumbs, to having her
breasts and nipples feathered. Is always so interesting to watch a man's face
when he discovers that having his own nipples brushed arouses him as much or
more as it does the woman. The patient, I think you will understand in a short
while." As the feathers played constantly over his chest, clicking and
tickling at his nipples, just as they were clicking and tickling over Michelle's
breasts and nipples, his erection grew rigid and throbbed angrily. As Dan
looked down, he could see the effects of the feathering on Michelle. To her
pink pussy lips had darkened to a moist rose red, and the hood of her clitoris
had thickened and receded above the angry red point of her most sensitive woman
hood.
As time wore on, the masked girls continued to concentrate their
feathers on the screaming sensitive nipples of father and daughter. More than
once Dan felt his balls and cock contract to as if preparing for orgasm, but the
pressure and sensation of feathers was never enough to provide that final
stimulation. He knew that Michelle was going through the same torment, for over
and over she had lifted her hips upward as if trying to receive a lover. The
swollen inner lips clenched and quivered, but an orgasm wasn't permitted for her
either.
Finally, both Dan and Michelle were straining toward each other enough
to permit Michelle's toes to reach her father's balls. Dan's cock lurched at
the tenuous contact, and a sparkling tendril of pre-cum dribbled onto Michelle's
smooth pussy mound. Fumiko's cup clinked on the saucer as she stood and moved
to the pair. "Would either of you like to fuck the other one?"
In unison, a matched pair of urgent pleas came from both father and
daughter. "Well I suppose we could allow some contact," she smiled. Musical
words passed between Fumi and the torturesses, smiles appeared under the masks.
Finally, the girls untied Michelle's feet from her thighs, though leaving her
knees tied widely apart. With that small concession, Michelle was able to inch
forward until her father's balls pulsed against her pussy.
"Go ahead, fuck him if you can," urged Fumiko. The Masked torturess
giggled softly and began to play their feathers seemingly at random over the
bodies of the aroused pair. The four drove the pair frantic as they tried to
touch one another.
Michelle found she could reach her dad's cock with her feet, and began
to try to bend it downward toward her pussy. It drove her mad, trying to get
that cock down low enough while a pair of feathers drilled insanely into the
opening of her vagina and all about her swollen clitoris. Just as she got the
very knob into her pussy, the feathers began to work up and down her ribs,
making her howl with laughter and loose contact with Dan's cock. As contact was
broken Dan's pair of oriental dominas found the sensitive areas below his balls
and twiddled it. His cock lurched and drooled even as the other began to stroke
the pointed tips of her quills under his arm pits.
Laughing and howling with laughter, father and daughter struggled for
contact. Several times they touched cock to pussy briefly, only to have it
spoiled by the maddening tickling. Several times the knob of Dan's cock entered
Michelle's pussy only to have it twisted away in laughter.
The contact of her toes on his cock was marvelous. Regardless of the
feathery stimulation around his balls, the soft urgency of his daughter's toes
pulling and pressing over his cock brought Dan dangerously close to cumming.
"Come on, Fumi," Dan croaked. "This is all I can stand of this game.
Let's do something else." Even as he spoke, he was thrusting into Michelle's
soft, crinkled soles, working himself toward blasting his sperm all over her
toes.
Fumiko said a few quick words in that strange oriental tongue, drawing
laughter from the four teasers. "So what made you think this was a game, Dan.
You and Michelle can't seem to work things out by your selves. I'd say this is
serious." She stepped closer and kissed his mouth firmly, working her tongue
between his teeth. "Very serious. And there's not a damn thing you can do
about it is there?"
She dug her sharp nails into one of his ultra-sensitive nipples and
twisted. The pain effectively stifled his need to come for a moment. "If I
asked you a question, you'd answer truthfully wouldn't you." It wasn't a
question.
"Yes!" His body went rigid to ride out the pain. He looked down at
Michelle's teenage body writhing before him, just out of his reach, and the need
to fuck her was overwhelming. He felt his cock lurch and the boiling cum almost
blasted from his balls at the sight and touch of her tender feet. One the girls
tease-torturing him quickly seized his cock and circled it so tightly with her
finger and thumb he yelped, thinking it was being cut off. His orgasm subsided
abruptly.
"Satan's Squeeze, they call it," Fumiko informed him. "It can be
applied over and over although it grows more painful each time. I once tortured
a man to orgasm one hundred times during an interrogation without allowing him
to spill his milk even once. I used Satan's Squeeze to prevent him from
achieving release. His cock was in such agony on the hundred and first time
that he screamed and fainted when I finally forced him to spurt. I advise you
not to cum without my express permission, understand?"
"Yeah, sure," Dan agreed. "I can do that."
"Can you, now," Fumiko murmured. A few short words to the four
torturesses and his ropes were adjusted so tightly he could barely reach the
floor with his toes. Michelle was moved slightly so that her knees locked about
Dan's hips, with her calves tied together behind his back. Her wet vagina
eagerly swallowed his cock to the root. The ropes were tightened so that he
couldn't move a muscle, and her legs were locked so tightly they seemed welded
together.
"Oh Daddy," Michelle moaned, her eyes rolling back in her head. "Fuck
me! Give me what I need." Her hips went wild against his as the four girls
applied all their efforts to Michelle. Her screaming orgasms rent the air,
bouncing off the walls as the four girls stimulated her teased body irresistibly
. Dan felt like a human dildo, strung up so tightly he could apply no pressure.
Not that he needed to, Michelle had gone into a world of her own. The only
contact was her rippling, squeezing vagina, threatening to mash his cock to a
pulp, working his shaft over like a velvet steel mill inside of her.
Only Fumiko paid him any attention, "Not without my permission!" she
warned. "Or I'll torture you at my leisure." Fumiko dropped a length thin silk
rope over the top of his cock. She reached beneath him and tied it in a knot
beneath his balls and pulled the noose tight. With the constricting rope
strangling his cum, the warning wasn't needed.
"Fuck me Daddy, Fuck me Daddy," Michelle chanted in her delirium. Dan
felt the fingers of one of the girls buzzing over Michelle's clit, forcing her
to cum again and again, while two others kneaded her breasts and stretched her
nipples. They squeezed her teenage breasts until the soft white flesh oozed
between their black gloved fingers. The turgid nipples were hard and thickened,
but the tormentors pulled them inches out and twisted them around double.
Instead of crying out in pain, Michelle squealed like a pig and came even more
forcibly.
The fourth torturess stood behind Dan, tickling his daughter's feet,
making her twist and writhe like a maniac on his shaft. Fumiko gave the noose
about his cock and balls another jerk, tightening it even more. Dan could feel
Michelle's fragrant juices dribbling down his balls, cooling him with their
slippery wetness.
Fumiko laughed. "Wanna taste?" she said, dipping up a few drops from
beneath the two and bringing it to Dan's lips. "Your daughter's cum,
refreshing isn't it after all you put her through?'
"Fumiko, please," Dan begged. "This is torture,"
"A small torture just the same," Fumiko laughed. "But there is a
surprise ending." For another hour the four tortured orgasm after orgasm out of
the young girl, allowing her no respite. Finally, she lay gasping and writhing
slowly on Dan's rock hard shaft. . Eyes open but not seeing.
"Oh Daddy, please. I can't cum any more! Fuck me Daddy," she moaned
incoherently. She jerked occasionally showing there were still a few more
orgasms in her regardless of her protests. Half an hour later she finally lay
still, but moaning his name, as satisfied as a girl can be. Her legs flopped
loosely as the girls untied her ankles from his waist. "Daddy! Oh that was
good. Did you like it? Did you cum? Did you fuck my pussy and cum in me?"
Dan's cum boiled and surged behind the silken noose, as his cock felt
the empty cool air touch his cock. His eyes bulged as he looked at the sweat
drenched girl, smelling her fragrance and musk, and he could not touch her.
Fumiko sat beside her and whispered. "We didn't let him cum yet. Do you want
him to, now."
"Michelle's eyes flickered and half focused on him. "Yes. I mean no.
I mean I want to make him cum. Can I?" Fumiko motioned slightly and the four
caused the bonds to disappear instantly from the teenager's arms and legs. Dan
watched her massage the blood back into her limbs and sit up. His cock was
precisely level with her pretty lips.
"Do you want it Daddy? Do you want me to suck you?" She fondled his
balls and loosened the black rope about his balls. "Doesn't matter now, does
it? I'm going to make you shoot and there's nothing you can do to stop it."
"But I have hot given him permission," interjected Fumiko. "If he cums,
I will torture him." All six girls laughed at Dan's predicament.
"Torture now, or torture later," Michelle laughed as she massaged his
swollen balls. "Or maybe both. Anyway you're going to cum, Daddy. You're going
to cum for me, and you won't be able to help it."
"Do not shoot." Fumiko folded her arms across her chest as Michelle
enveloped Dan's cock into her hot, sucking mouth. The impetuous teen looked up
into his eyes mischievously as she vacuumed his cock in her hot mouth.
"Cum, Cum, Cum," she laughed at the end of each stroke of her lips.
Alternately she pulled away and fisted the slippery shaft rapidly. "Do it,
Daddy. Shoot for me. Come on and shoot in my mouth. I want to see you shoot
for me." She slurped noisily as Dan dangled in the air, stretched to the tips
of his toes and lashed at the knees to the bed.
"Do not dare to shoot," Fumiko intoned. "You will scream in agony
beneath my fingers if you do." Dan clenched and strained to hold his juices in.
His eyes were screwed shut to avoid the lewd sight of his daughter's bobbing
head on his cock.
Finally, Michelle popped his cock from her lips. She leaned forward and
squeezed his meat between her breasts, jiggling them up and down to make him
shoot.
"Now Daddy. You're going to do it now. You're going to cum for me now,
Daddy. This is better than Mommy isn't it? Am I as good as Mommy?" She was
cooing in a delightful little-girl voice that drove him wild. Her soft titties
massaged him to the point of no return and his juices filled his pipes, ready to
erupt. "Did mommy let you fuck her titties like this? Did you cum then, too.
Cum for me Daddy." He could squeeze no longer and gasped loudly in a cry of
frustration, release from torment, and sexual ecstasy. He threw his head back
and his hips forward as the dam burst and the hot white cum filled his cock.
His gasp of release turned to a cry of pain and utter defeat as Michelle
jerked the noose closed about his cock and balls stopping abruptly him in
mid-orgasm. Just for good measure, she wound a few turns in a figure-eight
between his nuts.
"You are lucky," said Fumiko sternly. "You would have screamed long
tonight if she had not stopped you." One of the four torturesses presented
Michelle with a thin riding crop, and motioned toward Dan's ass.
"No please," Dan said to his daughter. "Don't spank me."
"Don't beg me," Michelle answered. She gave a trial slash through the
air that showed she had a very good idea of how to use a crop. "Beg her. I
want to see you cum." She assumed the position and provided her father with a
perfectly horizontal stripe across both his butt cheeks.
"Beg her, I said." Another perfectly measured stripe appeared an inch
below the first." Dan begged. Fumiko refused.
"Beg more, Daddy." A third stripe appeared, crisscrossing the first
two. "Beg for your orgasm."
"Fumiko please. Please let her make me cum. Please." Fumiko looked
away stolidly as another stripe crossed the first three. There was no where to
go, and his rock hard cock bounced nicely following each red stripe. "Please."
Only after a baker's dozen did Fumiko relent. "But I'm too tired now,"
Michelle answered petulantly as she untied the noose about Dan's erection. "Can
your girls make him cum with those feathers? Can they feather Daddy's cock to
orgasm?"
"Certainly they can. Would you like it fast or slow?"
"Oh slow. Very, very slowly. Make him beg for it again. Then
maybe..." Michelle helped herself to a cup of tea as the four girls brought
their feathers to bear.
"Oh please Michelle, make them make me cum. This is hell!" Dan
groaned and gasped as the professional teasers ministered to his cock. It
swelled even harder than before. "Fumiko, Michelle. For heaven's sake, they're
torturing me." Dan panted and clenched as eight feathers worked over his cock
and balls inching him by fractions toward an orgasm he was so desperate to
attain but could do nothing about.
"Oh poor, poor Daddy. Come on now, Daddy. Just look at your big hard
cock," Michelle taunted in her little girl voice. "You must like it, otherwise
your cock wouldn't be so hard. From the way it's throbbing, you must be in
seventh heaven."
Slowly the girls teased him to the brink and held him there while
Michelle took her time finishing her tea, taunting him between her small sips.
After a second cup, she sauntered toward him with the tease-torturesses making
way for her. She climbed up on the bed and stood so that her smooth pussy
brushed his lips.
"That tea was so good, but it made me wanna pee. You know what I mean?"
She hooked one knee behind his head and pulled him close. The taste of her and
the feathers below made him kiss her pussy hard, pressing his tongue into her to
lap her sweet pussy. "All kinds of sweet hot juice there, Daddy. That's one
kind. You were fucking it and made it all wet. But now there's something new
and tastier. Here have a taste." With that, she clenched her pussy against his
open mouth and filled it with her teenage urine.
"Drink it, Daddy." With the feathers driving him wild below, and Fumiko
fingernail torturing his nipples, he slurped madly, trying to gather every drop.
"That's a good daddy, drink my pee-pee all gone. Then you can cum." Her teasing
voice made him sip harder at the fountain of her pussy.
"That was good. I needed to pee so bad!" With that she flopped back on
the bed and offered herself to him. She reached for his cock with her toes and
squeezed him amidst the feathery torture.
"Wanna fuck? Come on and fuck me." She spread her legs wide and
fingered her pussy open. The girls giggled at his reaction. "Which is worse,
Daddy? Fucking and not being able to cum, or being allowed to cum but you can't
fuck? Poor, poor daddy, baby. Poor baby." As Dan watched, Michelle inched down
the bed toward him. As she got close, the girls pressed his cock down so that
just the knob entered her pussy.
"Can he shoot this time, Fumiko?" Michelle asked as she concentrated on
milking his knob with the entrance to her vagina. Fumiko nodded, but out of
Dan's sight.
"What did she say!" Dan asked urgently. His cum was building again.
"Doesn't matter what she said." Michelle answered. "You don't have any
choice in the matter, do you?" She reached and pulled the rope woven about his
cock and balls free and tossed it aside.
"No net," she smiled. "Now watch this. I'm going to fake an orgasm but
You'll still be so turned on it will make you shoot. Now don't forget I'm
faking this, OK?" With only the knob of his cock in her pussy, and eight
feathers working over his shaft and balls, His daughter began to writhe and
plead on the mattress, seeming to cum and spasm in mock orgasm.
"Oh Daddy, Deeper! Give it to me hard!" Her voice taunted him with
baby talk, pleading for more of his shaft, even though she knew he couldn't.
"Daddy, am I hot inside? Am I wet enough? Then fuck me. Fuck me Daddy."
"Suck my toes Daddy. My soft toes." She lifted her feet to his mouth
and felt his tongue lave between them. "Kiss my little piggies. Make me stay
home. Oh Daddy fuck me and suck my toes." If Dan could have given more than
the single inch he was allowed he would have driven it deep into her. As it
was, his juices built slowly but inexorably to a crescendo.
"Come on Michelle, go further down on me!" He gasped around her
wriggling toes. He was going crazy, but was unable to fuck his daughter any
deeper. She only laughed.
"Don't forget I'm faking. I've already been satisfied-you haven't."
Fumiko was toying with his anus, slipping an oiled finger in and out,
stretching the hole wider, making it slippery with oil. "You want to fuck, Dan?
How about this kind of fuck?" Dan didn't see the dildo, but it felt big,
entering his slippery hole, twisting nicely. Fumi worked it in deep, then
deftly worked it back out, pumping his ass deep and slow. His cum was ready to
explode.
With the dildo fucking him and Michelle twisting on his knob, the four
girls suddenly pulled their feathers back. He lurched as Fumiko shoved the
dildo in especially deep. His cock plopped free of his daughter's pussy and
lurched against her waxed pubic mound. Simultaneously Michelle hooked her heels
behind his shoulders and hunched against him so that his tortured balls pressed
into her vagina and his cock slipped deep into the juicy groove below her
clitoris. Bubbling cum spurted into the air as she grasped his cock between her
thighs and rolled the knob rhythmically against her tummy. The slick juices
lubricated her thighs nicely and he pumped his load out over her soft slippery
abdomen.
"Very good, Daddy. You cum so nice and hot." Michelle turned to
Fumiko.
"Can you make him cum again"
Fumiko twisted the dildo slowly about in his ass. "How many times?" His
erection was already stiffening.
To be continued???
