30 minutes later

Every second that dripped by felt unbearable. My mind was swimming with pleasure and my screams slowly became replaced once again with moans. A **** part of my brain hoped that if I made enough noise, he'd come back and free me, giving me the fucking I so richly deserved. I wanted it so bad. As the vibrations pulsed through my body, I closed my eyes and imagined myself being fucked in all sorts of filthy ways. Pounded by two cocks in my ass. Being cum inside of over and over again, until cum was pouring out of all my holes. I felt myself building up again to a climax, and tensed my entire lower body, hoping I could get over the ledge.

But the curse held strong, and I tortuously slipped away from climax just as soon as I had approached it. And every time I approached climax, and then left, I could feel my brain getting foggier. I could feel myself getting dumber. It would be absolutely terrifying if it weren't for the fact I was so focused on getting off, on being fucked, and undoing the ditziness.

When the door swung open, I couldn't tell how long it had been. Thankfully, Spencer-Wencer was happy to provide me with that information: "30 minutes." He cupped my chin, forcing me to meet his eyes. "So, are you feeling ready to fuck?" I nodded so hard I was concerned I would hurt myself. He chuckled. "Let's get you down from there." He undid my handcuffs, and I immediately lunged at him, **** to fuck his brains out.

Unfortunately for me, he was definitely stronger. He grabbed me by the wrists and pinned me against the wall. "Not so fast, babe. I have something very special for you." My eyes went wide as he reached behind him, to the bedside table, and pulled back a chastity belt. I thrashed as he lifting me, pinned me to the bed, and ripped the vibrator out of me. "Pwease no!" I begged through the ring gag. "Just fuck me, fuck my cute pussy, fuck my tight ass. They're all yours! I'm yours! Just fuck me please!"

The chastity belt clicked on and I choked back a sob. I was so close to getting off, and now it was so far away. Spencer shifted forward on the bed, and unzipped his jeans, his rock hard cock flopping out and slapping against my face. My eyes rolled back slightly as I inhaled the musk of his cock, rock hard, oozing precum. God he was horny too. I giggled slightly. "Did you jerk off thinking about me in there?" I teased in a sing song voice, albeit one choked around the ring gag.

"Nah, I saved it all for you." And with that he buried his cock in my throat, facefucking me hard as I gagged around his dick. My world collapsed until all that was left, all that mattered, was the cock in my mouth. I humped the air, grinding against my chastity, trying to get off while I gave him the blowjob of my life, sucking him as hard as I could, trying to drain him desperately. If you're a good girl, he'll let you cum, I told myself. He had to.