This might actually be more english words than I've ever written in school
Her comes
Part 7 - Just the three of us
Paul flinched when Kerstin grabbed his cock through his sweatpants. “And besides,” Kerstin continued, “we did such a great job tying him up like this, it would be a shame to let it go unused.”. With that Kerstin circled her finger around Paul’s massively raging boner in his pants. “He is helpless and gagged and he surely won’t tell Sandra anything about this.” Kerstin said. “Why wouldn’t he?” Yvonne asked. “Because we would show these to everybody!” and with that Kerstin took some pictures of Paul strung up with his feet still tied to his legs and the toes bent down. “Look, you can even see his hard dick on the photo,” Kerstin showed Yvonne. “So Paulie, unless you want those pictures all around the school, I’d say you better behave. But as Sandra said earlierer, we don’t want this to be rape. So, we won’t touch your dick unless you beg us to do it.” Kerstin explained. Paul “mmphfed” his agreement through the already wet panties. He was ready. He did not care if these two girls would see him naked or anything, besides they already did. He just wanted them to touch his dick and wank him off. “So, you don’t want us to get rid of that sweatpants and help your helpless friend in there?” Kerstin teased him, deliberately misinterpreting his noises. “what a shame, I guess we have to convince you somehow...Yvonne, would you have an idea about this?” Kerstin asked mockingly. Yvonne grinned and positioned herself behind Paul between his feet. She put one hand on each foot and started to slowly scratch her fingers around the soles. Paul immediately responded by doing more or less nothing. He wanted to twitch and flail but his restraints were so complete, he only shook his head violently. Yvonne laughed for him as she found this highly enjoyable, erotic and powerful.
Kerstin on the other side raked her fingers around his armpits, scratching his nipples and his belly button. Her results were not less successful than Yvonne’s and Paul strained at his restraints and shook his head, producing muffled sounds through his gag. And so the two continued their torture on poor Paulie who could not even beg them to stop and do whatever they liked as long they would just stop tickling him. And minute after minute of pure agony, muffled laughter and the longing that this would finally end, faded away. Yvonne learned that his big toes were far more ticklish than the others, especially on the skin part connecting the toe to the foot. She scratched there with one nail and after easing up a little she licked in between the toes and was amazed that this seemed even more tickling for Paul. Kerstin wanted to try this as well and started licking and biting his nipples. Both got hard, erect and pointy, even for a boy. Kerstin did notice that his breathing got faster too. And when she looked at his crotch again, she saw not only a big raging bulge but also a big wet spot about 5 centimeter in diameter. “Whoah, Yvonne, look at this!” Kerstin shouted. Yvonne stopped the tickling and Paul finally got a few moments to rest while the girls were giggling in front of him and pointing at the wet spot. “He came? Just from tickling?” Yvonne asked. “No, I don’t think so,” Kerstin answered, “I guess this is all precum.” “Precum? What’s that?” Yvonne asked. “Well, it’s like pussy juices but for or from dicks,” Kerstin explained expertly. “If a boy is really horny over a long time his dick starts to ooze some clear liquid, precum.” Kerstin continued, ”Seems little Paulie here is really worked up. Tell me Paulie, how long since you’ve pleasured yourself?” Kerstin asked.
Paul shook his head, it seemed a very personal question and none of Kerstin’s business at all. “Let’s see, if he’s in a mood to talk,” and with that Kerstin pulled out Yvonne’s panties from Paul’s mouth. He eagerly sucked in the air unhindered now. He was a little surprised though, that now he already missed the sweet taste and scent from the panties. “Ok perv, when was the last time you busted a nut?” Kerstin wanted to know. “Fuck you! Bitch! Untie me right now before...mmmpghf…” Paul had just started his rambling when Kerstin shoved him the panties back in the mouth. “Yvonne, it seems we still have some breaking to do, give your best!”. And with that the girls started again. This time each of them positioned herself at one side of Paul and tickled the complete side from armpit to nipples to thighs and feet. “I guess we should notch up a little,” said Kerstin and moved behind Paul again. “I guess you never had a girlfriend Paulie, so Yvonne’s tits might have been the first one you saw, besides your mommy’s or maybe Sandra’s, pervy brother…”, Kerstin teased him verbally and tracing her finger around his foot. “So I guess it would be pretty awesome if you could see Yavonne’s tits again or mine,” she giggled and pulled her own shirt over her head and tossed it on Paul’s head. She unclasped her bra and used it to cover Paul’s eyes. “Guess what, I’m topless,” she purred in his ears. She even had him touch her left breast briefly, guiding his tied fingers to her perfect C-cup. Like Yvonne, she had rosy nipples in a perfect size. If Paul could have seen these tits and nipples it would surely have been enough to make him cream his pants. “Come on Yvonne, it’s fun, lose your shirt too,” Kerstin nugged Yvonne. She wasn’t sure about it but did it in the end. Paul had seen them anyways, so a few moments later another piece of clothing was laid upon his head. Paul now knew there were two topless women around him, tickling the hell out of him.
“What time is it?” Kerstin asked. “It’s about half past seven,” Yvonne answered, “Sandra should be back in about half an hour.”. “We should have some more fun then,” Kerstin said and went back to work on Paul’s right side. “Ok Paulie, here is the deal, if you want us to stop, we stop, BUT only on one condition, you do exactly what we tell you when we tell you, alright. If you are ready to talk, just nod your head three times and shake it three times,” Kerstin said to Paul. He immediately started nodding his head, but Kerstin, who of course saw it, tickled Paul extra hard on both his feet. Paul lost track of the times he nodded and shook his head. “Seems he’s still not willing to talk,” said Yvonne with a grin, understanding what Kerstin was up to. Both girls attacked Paul again and scratched his sides, licked his nipples and nibbled his toes, giving him no room or time at all to get over with his release procedure. After a few minutes the girls paused again. “Wanna say something?” Kerstin asked. Paul lost no time and nodded three times and shook his head three times too. “Oh, too bad, you seem to have forgotten the “special code”. I said, nod two times, shake your head three times and nod four times! Tickle time!”. Yvonne started to protest, but Kerstin put her finger on her lips and whispered, while tickling in between Paul’s toes to distract him, “why should we make this all too easy for him?...”.
So, another five minutes of pure torture for Paul went by and Kerstin asked again, “ready to talk?”. Paul did exactly what Kersin had told him and she removed the tiny piece of cloth from his mouth. “PLEASE STOP! I beg you!” Paul stammered exhausted. “Are you ready to take your orders? And be warned, every time you don’t comply with them, you will get punished,” Kerstin said sternly. “So first things first, beg us to strip you!” “WHAT?!” Paul exclaimed. “Wrong answer!” Kerstin said and tickled him again. This was too much for Paul. He was ready now. “Strip me!” he begged. “What’s the magic word?” Yvonne taunted him while she kept tickling his nipples. “Please strip me!” Paul said hoarsely. All the laughter and tickling had left him with a dry throat. “Yvonne get some knives or scissors from the kitchen,” Kerstin ordered. The redhead left the room but came back within the minute holding some scissors to Kerstin. She cut through the elastic waistband of the sweatpants. The pants loosened their grip around Paul’s hip and with a final, abrupt jolt, Kerstin yanked the pants away, leaving Paul stark naked, kneeling on the floor. His cock sprang to action immediately, throbbing and pulsating. Kerstin could not resist tracing his cock with her index finger. Paul groaned and thrust his hips forward. Kerstin jerked her finger away, “ no, no naughty boy, not so fast. Don’t forget, you have to beg.” “Please, oh god, please touch my cock,” Paul said. He was still blindfolded in some way with Kerstin’s bra and this loss of one sense heightened the remaining senses, like touch and skin sensitivity. So as Kerstin touched his cock again, this time more firmly and more deliberate, he jerked again, as much as possible. “I guess, we will have a lot of fun this weekend,” Kersin said, “but first, tell me the passcode to your folder!” Paul hesitated and shook his head by reflex. If he’d known what came next, he would have told them the code at once.
“Hand me the yarn please, my dear,” Kerstin said, holding out her hand. Yvonne grabbed the yarn and handed it to the black haired beauty, wondering what she was up to now. Kerstin took a piece of yarn and bound it around Paul’s nutsack and the base of his cock, giving him some kind of ball sack-harness. Paul felt how all the cum inside him was locked in play somehow. Next Kerstin released his big toes. Paul said, “Thank you!” but Kersin just laughed and took the yarn from his toes and tied both toes through a perfectly placed bolt to the ball sack-harness. The feet weren’t tied as tight as before, but now every twitch of his feet meant a jerk to his balls. “Let’s try this” Kerstin exclaimed happily and tickled his feet. Paul jerks involuntarily and stifles a scream. “Wow, that looked intense,” Yvonne noted, “let me try!” She was a little more careful and only slightly traced her fingers around his sole and in between the toes. Paul quivered and winced every time he moved his feet. “Please, stop, it’s 8002!” Paul shouted, he needed this information to be out of his system as fast as he could.
Yvonne fetched the laptop and entered the code. “Incorrect?!” she said. “You little bastard, let me show you what we’ll do to little traitors like you!” Kerstin yelled, stuffed the panties back in Paul’s mouth and furiously tickled his feet. If Paul could, he would have said he was sorry, because he just remembered he had changed the code yesterday and forgot about it. But Kerstin was in a frenzy and she had another idea. “Hey Yvonne, remember the one scene, where the guy gets teased for hours without getting to come?” Kerstin asked. “Of course, it’s actually my favourite scene,” Yvonne answered. “Let’s see if we can get him to the edge within a minute,” Kerstin said. And they both teamed up around his cock, gripping it, carressing it and tickling it until Paul breathed very heavily and stuck his pelvis out as far as he could without breaking something. The cock started pulsating quicker and Kerstin said, “Stop!” and both stopped the teasing. Some shiny colorless liquid dropped from Paul’s bobbing cock, but nothing more. “Oh precum I guess,” Yvonne said knowingly.
“Let’s try this again Paulie,” Kerstin said, removing the panties once more this evening. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I changed it yesterday and just forgot it. It’s 2574,” Paul gasped, still shaking from the near orgasm he just had.
“2-5-7-4,” Yvonne repeated typing in the four numbers on the laptop screen. The folder opened and Yvonne and Kerstin locked at the porno collection of an 18yo boy with unlimited access to the net. “Holy shit,” Kerstin exclaimed, “ you downloaded pornhub or what?!”. Although Paul thought his embarrassment could not heighten, he was wrong. “Look at all these pictures,” Yvonne exclaimed flipping through his priceless collection of joi/cei captioned pics of groups of schoolgirls, (step)sisters and other groups of girls. “Mmh, it seems,” Kerstin said in a matter of fact tone, “pervy Paulie gets off by hot chicks telling him what to do and...yuk, maybe eating his semen afterwards.” Paul turned even redder than before.
“Why don’t we serve him a round of his so desired protein shake before we take him down, Yvonne?” and Kerstin gripped his cock again and started teasing and stroking. Yvonne, who was really intrigued by getting to see a boy who eats his own cum, stepped behind him again to caress his balls between his legs and giving him a little bit of tickling in between the strokes. “We need some fitting music in here!” Kerstin noticed and continued, “Alexa, play “Ode an die Freude”….louder”. And Alexa played the famous part of Beethoven’s famous part of his 9th symphony, and played it loudly. Paul was close, he felt it, he was close to loose control when…
to be continued...
