Chapter 28 Wider

Raphael sucked his lips tight around my locked-up length, and I couldn’t do anything except lay there and let him give me the most excruciating tease of my life. My cock was fighting to get hard against the constricting metal, and the pressure was like nothing else. He shoved his tongue in between the bars of the cage, prodding at my swollen flesh. With relentless pulses of his tongue, he moved his head over my length. Like a mockery of a blowjob. Again and again, he gave my cock teasing sucks through the small loops of metal. It was amazing, and it made me groan with frustration. I’d never imagined someone as hot as Raf would put his face anywhere near my genitals. But he licked and sucked me like he couldn’t get enough of me, forcing me to buck helplessly into his mouth. All I could really do was move my hips up and down. Unfortunately, any movement of my hips made the rope dig further in between my ass cheeks, scraping against my taint and my balls. I kicked my legs and tried not to beg. If I opened my mouth, I’d just humiliate myself even more. After few more minutes of tight, wet, painful torment, he popped his mouth off my cock. “Do you want to escape?” he asked. My eyes grew wide as he slipped the little key out of his pocket. “If you could just get your arms free, you could unlock the cage and come.” I tried to snap at the key with my teeth, and he laughed. “Do you know what I think?” He smirked as he raised an eyebrow. “I think you don’t actually want out yet. Otherwise you’d already be free.” I frowned, angling my hips and trying to get my dick back between his lips. But he just gave my cock another slow, infuriating lick. “Or maybe you can’t get out after all,” he taunted. “You said that’s not the point,” I argued. “You said that in a scene, it was all about…drawing out the pleasure.” His eyebrows shot up. “I didn’t think you were listening to me then,” he admitted. “So, you want to be my sub?” “I think…I already am, right?” I fidgeted in the ropes, my hips moving restlessly. “I still can’t believe someone like you would want to be my Dom…” I trailed off. “If that’s the right term…” He nodded. Silently, he trailed his hand over the diamond patterns that pressed into my skin. “Do you want to escape right now?” I sucked in a breath. I wasn’t sure I wanted to escape. Was I yielding? Did this mean I’d given up? It didn’t feel as humiliating as I thought it would be. Yeah, it was a little humiliating, but not the kind of humiliation that broke me. My heart still beat strong in my chest, and I could still breathe. My cock still throbbed. I was overheated and burning, and right now the ropes were the only thing holding me together. If I was bound, it was because he wanted it that way.