Ruin him

“I liked the look of what you did to Carlos, how you ruined him,” Carol said. “But I don’t want either of us to touch his body. What are our options?”

Thalia opened a drawer and beckoned Carol over. It was an array of vibrators of different styles and sizes.

“These two to start I think,” Thalia grinned. “We can come back for more if necessary. This one is a sleeve. You slide it on to his cock and the bullet that is attached to it vibrates. There’s a remote to go with it so we don’t need to get too close. This other one we will use on his ass. It’s a Lovense. Cam girls use them. It also has a remote.”

She walked over to the bed. First, she raised the end again. She took the end of the butt plug with her fingers and pulled until it came out with a pop. Carol noticed it took a second for O’Rourke’s asshole to close again and it glistened with the lube. Thalia rubbed the Lovense along his ass crack and then pressed it firmly against his asshole until it gave up its resistance and allowed it entry. All was left outside was a finger like pink tentacle. She lowered the bed again.

“Give it a whirl,” Thalia said, passing Carol the remote control.

Carol flicked the switch and listened as O’Rourke’s heart rate began to pick up.

“You might dial it back a little to start,” she suggested and Carol adjusted the speed.

Thalia tipped some lube over O’Rourke’s cock so it glistened. It was harder now. It had been getting steadily harder, the ring preventing it from losing any rigidity. Carol thought it still had a bit to go. Thalia pushed the sleeve down the length of it. It was about two to three inches long and when she had finished the top of O’Rourke’s cock poked out the top. The bullet sat at the top of the sleeve on the underside of cock a little below the frenulum.

“Will that be enough?” asked Carol. “Does it not need to be higher on his cock?”

“It’s enough to make him cum, but not enough to give him an orgasm,” said Thalia. “Just what we want. Try that one now,” she suggested as she handed over the second remote.

Carol pressed the button. She could hear this vibe and it gave a gentle buzz. The heart monitor began to race as she turned up the power. O’Rourke’s cock was now engorged and he was quickly beginning to sweat.

“We’re going to need to time this right. I think he will be ready to pop when he hits 170. You can see the number on the screen. Maybe try turning off the power when he hits that number?”

Carol nodded. The monitor quickly hit 160, then 165 then 170. She killed the power and watched. O’Rourke’s cock was dribbling pre cum and he was covered in sweat but nothing. She watched as the heart rate fell back to 160 and then further.

“Maybe his number is 172,” suggested Thalia.

Carol turned the power back on and watched again as the numbers climbed past 160, then on to 170, 171, 172. Off. She could see he was pulling against the restraints and the gag had work to do, but again nothing.

“175?” said Carol turning it on again. She was almost sorry for him, being tormented like this. It must have been agony. He was really struggling now. She cut the power as the monitor hit 175 and watched. Nothing. But then a stream of cum running down the length of the cock and pooling in his lap.

“Well done,” Thalia smiled. “Give him a minute and hit him again. I think the three stage approach is the extra credit move!”

Carol waited a minute then repeated the process. This time there was a little less cum, but she was surprised there was any at all.

“What would it take to empty him?” Carol asked.

“Somewhere between four and five rounds seems to be the norm. That’s the point at which they usually start to fire blanks. Why don’t we find out?”

There was definitely less on round three and by round four only a dribble. Finally on round five nothing.

“Have we emptied him for the rest of the week?” Carol asked. “Will this ruin his vacation?”

“When you get back to your room Google 'Coolidge Effect.' It’s what this place relies on,” Thalia replied. “He will be right as rain by this evening. Maybe a little tender. And if we don’t finish him properly, very, very needy. Are we done with him?”

Carol nodded.

Thalia went over and removed the gag, the ear plugs and the nipple clamps. “Try not to speak Mr O’Rourke,” she said. “You need to rest for a while. The physical was fine. The nurse will be here in a bit to discharge you.”

With that Thalia gestured towards the door and the two of them stepped back out of the room.

“I hope that met your needs," Thalia smirked. “I really enjoyed working with you, maybe you should think of getting a job here. Just remember to check in with reception when you are checking out and be careful.”

She gestured at Carol’s necklace, which had now turned green.