Chapter 4

CHAPTER FOUR

I 'm going out of my fucking mind. I don't even know why I'm still here. Why I let Hades tie me up and put the nipple clamps on me. Why I let him put in the penis plug. Why I let him flip me over and fill me with first his finger and now this devilish dildo. But I did. I didn't even try to say no. Not once. So yeah, clearly going out of my fucking mind.

The lube is crazy, warming me from the inside out. I've never felt anything like it. And this fucking dildo. Shit. In and out over and over again, the balls on it crazy-making, opening and closing my hole around them, boom, boom, boom.

I don't know how much more I can take of this, and I whimper, pushing back hard, needing something, anything, some different stimulation before my balls explode from it.

"Ready for number two, aren't you?"

I shake my head, even though it's what I want. I'm not going to tell him that, though. I don't just roll over and take it, I never have.

"This one's a little bigger, but still pretty small even compared to the average guy."

His voice is like a caress along my spine. All smoke and intimacy. It reminds me that I'm here and tied up and spread open and he can do anything he wants to me, anything at all.

That's pretty scary, but I don't even consider telling him no, telling him to let me up, let me go. Nobody has ever touched me like he does and I'm going to ride these sensations as long as I can.

I shudder when the damned dildo pulls right out and doesn't push back in. I can feel my hole spasming. I'm empty and it was so abrupt.

He puts a hand on my lower back and rubs it in circles. "Easy, boy, I'm not abandoning you."

"Not your boy." The push back is automatic because honestly, he can call me whatever the fuck he wants as long as he doesn't stop doing things to me.

He chuckles softly and slicks more lube around my hole. The cool gel warms quickly as he presses another dildo against my hole. I know it's not the same one because the silicone isn't quite as hard, and it's the slightest bit cooler than the gel.

He pushes it in and fucking hell, it feels like there's dozens of tiny fingers rubbing against me inside. I close my eyes tight and breathe as my body shivers and shudders, the sensation magical.

I swear I'm not a bottom boy. I've only ever been fucked twice, and it wasn't awful, but it wasn't anything I really wanted to try again. But this… Hades is blowing my fucking mind with these dildos.

He's fucking me so slowly with this one. In all the way, out 'til only the tip is still inside, then all the way back in. The entire time, those little fingers are at play. I want to grab my cock and squeeze myself, pull and tug and get myself off. I can't. My hands are tied behind my back and my cock is bound so fucking tightly in leather. Hell, there's a fucking plug in my cock—no way I'm coming anytime soon, no matter how much my balls are aching.

He never speeds his rhythm, never stops, carefully in, gradually out, a million tiny fingers having their wicked way with me.

Whimpering, I pushed my hips back, circling them, needing something else, something more, anything.

Hades stills, the plug halfway inside me, and he rubs my lower back. "Do you need anything?"

"I need to fucking come!"

"Yes, that's still the eventual plan."

Eventual plan, my ass. I think the eventual plan is to drive me out of my mind.

He gets off the bed, the dildo still hanging out of me.

"What the fuck?" Where is he going? He can't just leave me like this. He has though. I think he's left the room. "Hades! You fucker!"

He's back and I take a few breaths, easing the panic that had been hovering.

"Open your eyes."

I do and there's a cup with a bendy straw near my face.

"Water," he murmurs, putting the end of the straw between my lips.

I pull on it, the water cool and just what I needed. I drink eagerly.

Hades ruffles my hair, fingers pushing through it. "Good, boy."

I don't say anything—my mouth is busy, right?

Then he touches the end of the dildo, making it wriggle inside me, and I gasp and cry out, my body pushing back. I can't possibly want more stimulation, but I do. The only thing that'll put out the fire he ignited inside me is more fuel.

"We're going to move to the next one." That's all the warning Hades gives me before he tugs the dildo right out of me, leaving me empty again.

I can't help whimpering; I'm so empty without it in me and I'm not ready for that yet. I'm not going to admit that to him, though, so I take a few breaths and calm my body down as much as I can.

"This one is just like your cock only a little smaller."

I don't know if it was meant as a warning, but I'm actually relieved. I'm ready for a cock-sized dildo inside me. Because I need it. I need more than he's given me so far. It takes a superhuman effort, but I manage not to wag and thrust my ass back like a slut. Thank fuck I don't have to. He's going to feed the dildo into my ass regardless.

First, he pushes more lube into me. The initial cold of it is a shock, but a good one. It warms up quickly, though, then warms even more, and I feel like I'm on fire. In a good way, though.

A moment later, the head of the cock-shaped dildo presses against my hole, then into me. He pushes it inside me, moving at what feels like a glacial pace, which gives me a chance to feel all the effects of the warming lube and of the slow stretching of my hole. All it takes is that one single gradual push into me and I'm panting like a steam engine. I'm glad he's not teasing, though, because I don't know if I could take that. I just need him to get on with the business of fucking me.

For a few minutes, I think that's what I'm getting, Hades pushing the dildo into me, hitting off my gland every few thrusts. Then he leaves it be, buried deep inside. Damn it!

"So mean," I accuse him.

"Because I'm fucking you with the dildos or because I've stopped moving for the moment?" Hades asks. He doesn't have to sound quite so amused about it.

I decide to answer him anyway. "Yes."

"Oh, you are a treat, Cal. I'm so grateful I was here when you arrived." Hades kisses the back of my neck, not a little peck, but an openmouthed tongue-involved kiss that makes me shiver.

He tugs on the chain attached to the nipple rings again and I feel a slice of something electric that goes from them to that spot on my neck and to my ass.

Fuck, that was good and I don't say anything, hoping that he'll do it again.

What he does do is make the fucking dildo inside me vibrate! It's fairly small vibrations to start with, just enough for me to feel, but not so much that I'm absolutely sure it's happening. It is, though, and it's a damn good thing my cock is tied in the sheath and my slit plugged by the really not so little sound or I'd be shooting all over everything.

Then he moves the dildo inside me, shifts it so it's resting against my gland and turns the vibrations up. I'm sure they can hear my scream in the other rooms. Hell, the whole building, maybe even at the nightclub where I work.

He keeps it there, vibrating against that spot inside me, and I shudder again and again as I come without spilling a fucking drop. He doesn't turn the vibrations off, and my body keeps on jerking, the pleasure of orgasm running through me nonstop. When he finally stops the vibrations and removes the dildo, I collapse onto the mattress, utterly spent. I don't think I could move a muscle.

Hades rubs my spine, from my neck to my ass in long, soothing movements that my nerves need to settle down after that.

I don't know what the fuck that was, and I don't have the words for it, but my mind is totally blown.

When my breathing has finally evened out, Hades pats my ass. "Looks like you're ready for the last dildo."

I'm what? I shake my head, but I don't say anything. I'm not sure I have it in me to take any more.

He lifts my hips, putting my knees back under me and checks my neck, makes sure I'm not twisted up. The care is the hard part. I'm not used to anything but the fighting and the fucking.

He pushes more lube into my ass, his fingers so slippery they go in easily. Then he works the dildo into me. This one is the biggest one yet, but I've been stretched so much that it slides in easily. He works it in and out, finding a nice, easy rhythm, and I close my eyes and float on it. I guess I was wrong, I can take more. I could take this for the rest of the night.

At first, I don't notice it, but he's fucking me faster and harder, bit by bit, and eventually I'm rocking with it, inviting the invasion, working with it.

"Don't stop." I didn't even mean to say the words, but they slip out.

"I won't," he promises. "Not until you come again."

Well, then I guess this is going to last all night, because there's no way I can, especially with everything all tied up and plugged. I don't say that, though. I'm just lying here, floating higher and higher as the fucking gets more vigorous.

It's a shock when he undoes the lacings on the sheath around my cock, gradually working it open. He grabs hold of the penis plug and pulls it out in one smooth motion before he pulls the leather off, leaving my cock bare and unfettered. Fuck. Suddenly, I'm pretty sure I am going to be coming, and pretty damn quickly at that.

I moan and push back harder, chasing the orgasm that's promising to come.

Harder and harder, faster and faster, he rams the dildo into me. It pushes me closer and closer to the edge, but even him finding and hitting my gland with every thrust of the dildo isn't quite enough. My breath is panting harshly from my throat, my ass clenching and unclenching around the dildo. I need… I need something, I don't know what, but I'm growing more desperate with each passing moment for this orgasm that seems stuck right in my balls.

Then Hades takes off the nipple clamps and the blood rushes back into my tortured little nips.

I scream as come fountains out of me, my balls emptying like a shot.

He pushes the dildo up against my gland again and another weak stream flows out of my cock as I whimper.

Then I collapse and the world fades away.