Training

Gwen was grinning as lead her her feminine cousin around the mall. He looked so cute as he stay close to her. His had a slight blush, which made him all the cuter. She was thinking up ways to train and humiliate him even more. They passed the food court, Gwen spotted an ice cream stand. She smirked, as she got an idea, a very naughty idea. She bought a big long popsicle, then she dragged Ben to an isolated area.

She gently shoved Ben up against the wall. He gulped, as Gwen pushed her body against his.

" Hands behind your back." Said Gwen, as she looked into Ben's eyes.

Hesitated for a moment, then did as he was told.

" Good." Said Gwen, as she opened the Popsicle up.

She brought it up to Ben's face.

" Lick it." Said Gwen, smirking.

Ben passed for a moment, then gave the Popsicle a quick lick.

Gwen frowned, " Slowly." Said Gwen, smirking.

Ben gulped, then as Gwen order he slowly licked the Popsicle. Gwen grinned, as she order Ben to dod it again and again. She looked at Ben licking the Popsicle and couldn't help but lick he own lips. After a few more licks, she order Ben to stop.

Then she grabbed Ben's face and slowly shoved the Popsicle into Ben's mouth. He squirmed as he had trouble fitting it entirely into his mouth. Yet, he was barely able to.

" Suck on it." Said Gwen, smirking.

Ben nodded, as he started sucking on it.

Gwen was getting incredibly turned on watching Ben sucking on the Popsicle. She even started to grin her body against Ben's. Ben was getting arousal by this, he didn't know why but he was. He felt his cock throbbing but the cock lock prevented him from getting an erection. This caused him pain, as his cock throbbed against the cock lock.

Gwen soon realize what Ben was going thru and couldn't help but smirked. She totally loving every moment of it. She decided to make this even more humiliating for Ben. So she gently pushed Ben on his knees. She moved the Popsicle to the front of her crotch. She grabbed Ben's hair as she made Ben bobbed back and forth on the Popsicle.

" Trace your tongue around the tip." Said Gwen, as she pulled Ben's head back.

He was panting but soon did as he was told. He slowly traced his tongue around the tip of Popsicle. Gwen was smirking as she looked down, she ordered Ben to slowly lick the Popsicle.