Vibrator Hell and the Endless Count
Hayoung growled, “Minseo. If you have all the fun by yourself and pass out on me like that, who’s going to satisfy my anger?”
She gently stroked his ass. It was undoubtedly a soft touch, but to Minseo, it felt utterly chilling.
“...I... I’m sorry...”
“Aren’t you sick of saying you’re sorry yet?” Hayoung cut him off, her hand that had been caressing his ass now tapping his cock lightly. “Hngh...”
Minseo could only endure it silently as she tapped away at his cock.
“Minseo. Say something. Or do you just want to whimper and cry like before?” Her tone was soft, but the intent behind it was anything but.
“Hng... I won’t... hide anymore...” Trembling in fear, Minseo begged for forgiveness, but it meant nothing to her.
“That’s why I’m telling you, don’t just say it—show it with your actions.” She coldly gripped his cock.
“Hik—!” Pain shot through his cock, drawing a groan from him.
“Or should I show you? That you’ll regret it to your bones if you make the wrong choice.”
Clink—
“Ugh—!” He groaned at the cold sensation on his wrists.
The wall in Hayoung’s room had restraints designed to bind both hands. Right now, Minseo was naked, pressed against the wall with his arms raised and wrists secured.
“Looks good.” Hayoung remarked as she gazed at him, helplessly standing there with his hands bound.
She approached him, fondling his defenseless, pale white cock. Twitch— Hayoung’s own core was already growing wet and throbbing. She wanted him to scream and writhe for her. To climax in ecstasy and cry out for her.
“Ready?” Hayoung asked, watching his anxious expression.
“Please... don’t do this...” He’d been ravaged so thoroughly during the day that he’d lost his mind, but the thought of being bound again for more horrors darkened his vision.
“If a dog doesn’t listen, doesn’t it need to be trained so it never does this again? Right? Doesn’t it?” Hayoung continued stroking his cock.
“Hng... Yes... it does...” Under her cold, ruthless questioning, Minseo answered almost by force.
Hayoung smiled and pulled something from the drawer beside the bed. There were several bead-shaped devices.
“Vibrators. I liked how you cried and screamed earlier.” Twitch— The nightmare of the Aneros flashed in his mind, making his body tremble.
“This won’t be as bad as the Aneros. Don’t worry. One in your anus. One on your perineum. One on each nipple.”
“Mistress... please...” To go through that hell again...? Tears blurred Minseo’s vision more and more.
“I really won’t hide anymore... Hic... please...” Huge tears like chick peas rolled down Kang Minseo’s cheeks. Pitifully, with his cock exposed.
Hayoung had seen him cry plenty of times before, but never this heartbreakingly desolate. He must have realized what happened when he didn’t obey. Even so, education was education. She had to etch it into his very bones who his owner was. So he’d never do this again.
“Crying won’t help. Spread your legs.” Hayoung nudged his pale white thighs with her foot.
“Hngh... Hic...” Sobbing mournfully, he slowly parted his legs.
She squeezed gel onto her hand and rubbed his anus.
“Hnggg... Hngh...” Then, in one swift motion, she inserted the bead-shaped vibrator inside.
“Haak!” The foreign sensation invading his anus made his hips buck.
“One down. Next, the perineum.” She attached a vibrator there too.
“Hic... Hic...” Minseo kept weeping helplessly.
Hayoung finished by clipping vibrators onto each nipple. And then— she blindfolded his tear-streaked eyes.
“Hngh... Why... this...” Uncomprehending, his vision sealed, he trembled in terror.
“You know what happens when your sight’s blocked? Your other senses heighten. Your body’s already so sensitive—try to endure it.”
“Please... Mistress...” Ignoring his desperate pleas, she flicked the switches on all the vibrators.
Vrrrrm— They buzzed to life, vibrating intensely.
“Hngt!” The vibrations on his prostate, perineum, and nipples made him jolt and shudder.
Clink clink— He thrashed to escape somehow, but with his hands bound, he could only surrender his body to the vibrations.
“Haht—!” His moans echoed through the room as his cock began to harden.
With total darkness before him, every stimulation felt even more acute. Vrrr— Vrrr— Vrrr— The three vibrators gave him no respite, vibrating relentlessly.
Minseo felt every buzz of the vibrator deep in his anus, weeping at his own powerless state.
“Haak— Haak—!” His perineum and nipples trembled under the assault too. His legs started to shake.
Hayoung smiled contentedly at him losing his mind to the vibrators, then leaned back on the bed and opened a book. Exactly one book. She wouldn’t release him until she’d finished it. Luckily, she had a bookmark, but tonight, she decided to read every single word slowly and deliberately.
About 10 minutes passed— Vrrrrm—
“Hngh... Hngt!!” Minseo writhed, legs kicking this way and that in pleasure, his pale white abs cutely heaving.
He’d never stimulated his nipples in his life; the ticklish, strange sensation was something he struggled to endure.
“Pl... please... just a bit... hng... let me rest... Hic...” Minseo begged in a panting voice.
Hayoung was dumbfounded. Did he not grasp his situation? She snorted at the sight of him, body trembling with vibrators attached, begging for a break.
“Hmm... Minseo... This is education. Punishment. Or does it not feel like punishment yet?” As she spoke, she stuffed his panties into his mouth.
“Mmph—! Mmph—!” He panicked, muffled cries escaping around the panties.
Hayoung glanced down at his cock—sure enough, precum was drooling out. Satisfied, she stroked it and whispered in his ear.
“Minseo. Know why I didn’t put a vibrator on your cock? If I did, you’d cum right away. But like this... you can’t reach climax alone. You just stay hot and desperate forever. Heh... like a dog in heat.”
“Mmph—!! Mmph—!”
“Until I let you go, you’ll just drool precum helplessly, horny forever.”
Hearing that, Minseo whimpered in fear, but she ignored him lightly and returned to her book. Time dragged on mercilessly for him—an eternity of hell. About 20 minutes later—
Vrrr— Vrrrrm—
Minseo could no longer resist, his whole body accepting the pleasure from the vibrators. Twitch— Twitch— His legs had gone limp long ago, his cock fully erect and dripping precum onto the floor.
“Ugh...” Vrrr— Vrrr— Twitch— With panties in his mouth, all he could do was groan.
Finally, Hayoung set down the finished book and approached him.
“Minseo. Reflected enough?”
Her voice came from in front; he nodded frantically, as if this were his last chance.
“Mmph—! Mmph—!!”
“That good, huh?” She removed the panties from his mouth. Soaked with saliva, he couldn’t close his mouth properly, drooling like a dog.
“Hnggg... Hnggg.” Tears streamed from under the blindfold. The black fabric was soaked from how much he’d cried.
But— Hayoung was a ruthless demon. She had no intention of letting him go yet.
“Now count to 100. If you miss even one number, we start over. No slurring either. Begin.”
“Hngh... Please...” He begged pitifully, as if he couldn’t take more, but she gripped his drool-covered, leaking cock.
“Haaaak!” Even the slightest touch on his hypersensitive cock made him moan sharply.
Hayoung rubbed his precum-slick glans with her thumb, like twisting a game controller joystick.
“Count to 100, and I’ll let you go.”
Her firm, icy tone forced Minseo into his solitary, endless battle.
“Hnggg—! One!”
His body, sensitized by the vibrators, amplified the glans stimulation unbearably. It was torture.
Pleasure dominated every inch; nothing was untouched. And Hayoung rubbing his glans was maddening.
“Hnggg... Ahh...” He counted mournfully, but the pleasure wracking his body made him stomp his feet in distress.
“How will you ever reach 100 like this?” Hayoung kept circling her thumb on his glans.
His ass twitched; the wailing numbers game restarted.
“Hngggt!! Two!!”
“Hngt! Three!!”
“Foooour hnggg!”
To escape the glans torment, Minseo pitifully twisted his hips, thrusting his ass forward and back in desperation, but bound as he was, he could do nothing. All he could manage was stomping his trembling legs and continuing the count...
“Thir—ty threeee!”
“Thir—ty fouuuur haak!”
She had no intention of stopping her glans-rubbing until he reached 100. His cock was flushed red, on the verge of eruption, but whenever climax neared, she’d release it. Repeating this, Minseo couldn’t cum, only growing hotter and more desperate. He was half-mad, on the brink of insanity.
Sobbing, legs quivering, he wondered if he’d die from pleasure as he forced out the numbers.
“Haaaht... Fif—ty... twooo!!”
Now, was he counting or screaming? Indistinguishable, Minseo wailed.
“Minseo. Want to start over?” Hayoung began rubbing his glans against her palm.
Spin— Spin— Twitch twitch— His precum-coated glans spun in her palm, dizzyingly stimulating him.
Minseo’s brain melted from the insane sensation, body jerking as he screamed.
“Haaaak!!”
Clink—! Clink—! His thrashing made the wrist restraints rattle loudly.
“Minseo. You like it that much? Guess I’ll have to do this every day.”
Hayoung spun her palm harder over his glans. It reminded her of doodling with crayons on paper—she chuckled. Had she ever seen such a thick, big crayon? And one that never dried up, squirting fluid so nicely—it was utterly enticing.
“Haaang aa—!! Stop pleeease—!!” Minseo writhed, begging her to end it.
“Only at fifty, Minseo. Keep counting?”
“Haaa!! Fif—ty thiiiireee!!”
Minseo screamed with all his might, pushing on with the count.