Tease and deny.

Rune's observation would be hard for you to deny and your only reply is a long soft groan of frustration at how easily the wily Vikings are arousing you. All you can do is squirm under their skilled touch as the spreadeagled position you are chained in leaves very little movement available. You tug on your wrist cuffs, but the high tensile plastisteel chains attached to them keeps your arms tautly stretched up and away and all your fists can do is clench in impotent defiance.

You can feel your internal testicles, situated just under your flesh to either side of your pussy swelling. Any moment now you are certain to shoot your seed, not as you had hoped a few hours ago into the cunt of a captive. It is a slight consolation that Rune's current postion knelt in front of you presents the opportunity of unloading your cum directly in your tormentor's face. Your hips still have some degree of movement and you turn and twist them to angle your cocktip straight at the kneeling blonde.

"I think your sweetie is about to blow her load." Rune calls up to Aslaug, divining your intention.

"Hmmm? Well we can't have that now sweetie can we?" Aslaug whispers in your ear from behind. "Good little sluts only cum when their mistresses allow them."

You feel something being slipped over your cockhead by the ginger Viking and look down between the cleavage of your heaving breasts to see what Aslaug is doing to your prick. A metal ring with a diameter slightly bigger than the girth of your cock has been slipped over the swollen plum of your shaft. You recognise it as once as the same device you had seen imprisoning the cocks of your sisters N'Dima and Noya just outside this room. Aslaug slides the encircling ring all the way down your rigid member to the very base.

"This will put a stop to that sweetie." The Viking whispers to you as she presses a button set on the outside of the ring.

The metal ring immediately shrinks, tightening around the flesh of your cock uncomfortably. You feel it squeeze your trapped flesh like a vice, compressing the erect tissue noticably. You give a loud frustrated wail as it is clear that the ring is tight enough to effectively prevent anything but a mere dribble of seed from escaping. This now explains the twitching and oozing cocks of Ranveig's two captives. Both had obviously reached the point of ejaculation as they were led by their chained pricks.

"You bitches!" You rage at your mistresses. "You won't even allow me to cum?"

Rune smiles up at you devilishly with a shake of her head. She thrusts two fingers straight into your wet cunt and you wail again as that is enough for you to reach the point at which you would have shot your load. Instead all you can do is grit you teeth as your cock twitches violently in Aslaug's hands and a single small drop of your seed oozes slowly from it's eye. The frustration is immense, you can feel your testicles swelling and throbbing inside you but the pleasent relief that follows an ejaculation is totally absent.

"Oh poor sweetie." Aslaug giggles. "That must be unbearable. To reach the point of cumming only for nothing to happen. And that was just the first. We still have plenty of time."

"If you feel **** and frustrated now just imagine how you will be three or four denied orgasms from now." Rune adds and gives a happy chuckle. "That ring will stay in place until you ask Aslaug nicely to fuck your butthole."