The Hostage

An eBook By Lady Blade.

He realized as the pressure eased that he had to piss. Bad. His eyes grew wide then and he grunted behind the ball, trying to roll onto his side to ease the pressure on his bladder.

She knelt before him and smiled wickedly smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. "I'll just bet that you have to pee…" she said slowly. "Don't you?"

"MMMMPPHHHTTTT…" he grunted, nodding his head as much as he could.

"Well, I guess I'll have to grant you this one boon, seeing as how I really don't want my expensive carpet ruined."

She disappeared for a moment then he felt the toe of her boot underneath his side as she lifted him without effort. Once on his side, his head still pulled back painfully, he felt her loosen the knot at the base of his balls. He almost started right then and there, but her next words made him still.

"You won't let go until I tell you to," she stated in a commanding tone that let him know any disobedience on his part would bring about nasty consequences. He felt her take hold of his limp cock and couldn't help the beginnings of the erection that sprung to life. It had been too long since he'd been touched by a woman, and despite the circumstances, his traitorous body reacted.

He groaned when she chuckled softly, closing his eyes and moaning as she began to lightly stroke him. He shuddered fighting off the urge to pee over the wonderful sensations her light touch was creating.

When he was half-erect, he felt her shove the tip of his head against a bottle and speak in a soft command. "You may pee."

He couldn't have helped himself just then, even if he wanted to defy her and not let loose of his bodily functions. He groaned again, this sound closer to relief than anything else as his bladder emptied into the bottle of its own accord. When he finally finished, she shook his cock, like any man would, getting the very last drops. Again he groaned, finding himself enjoying her touch.

She moved away slightly and he heard her doing something with the bottle. A moment later she was back, and her fingers lightly began stroking his cock with a lover's touch. He growled this time, shifting his hips as much as he could, though even he couldn't tell whether he was trying to get away or not. She seemed undaunted by this and continued to stroke him, her perfectly manicured nails roaming up and down the sides of him, gently caressing his quickly growing erection.

He shuddered a second time then groaned loudly as he felt her warm, hot mouth take him deeply into her throat. She chuckled, the sound rumbling through him and that was all it took for his cock to spring into a full-blown hard-on, despite the circumstances. He whimpered behind the ball, struggling unconsciously to push himself deeper into her hot mouth. When he realized he couldn't, he growled in frustration and bit down hard on the ball between his teeth.

"You like that don't you?" she asked after she pulled away from him.

He whimpered softly when the cool air touched his raging erection and tried to shift toward her on the floor.

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