Todd's Dominating Handjob

You can't stop fucking that cock. Each time that hard, thick girth slides in and out of your puckered asshole, you just get hornier and hornier. But there's no release in sight. Your hand flies up and down your cock. Even though you're right on the brink of an orgasm, that sweet release stays just out of your reach. You heave a frustrated groan.

Your grunts and moans catch Tommy's attention. He looks at you and looks down at your cock and your moving body. He shudders hard as he realizes you're still fucking him.

"Jesus, dude," Todd says. "You're not fucking finished? How have you not cum yet?"

You grit your teeth and double your efforts on your cock and his. His moan sounds like a mix of pleasure and pain. "It's not for lack of trying, you fucker. Every time I think I'm gonna cum, it's like... It's like something's preventing me."

Todd frowns. "Hm... Maybe there's something in the manual." He looks at your bouncing ass. "Just keep fucking that cock. I'll figure it out."

"Like I have a fucking choice," you mutter.

Todd looks at the manual and the envelope that the MCR came in. He picks both up. Suddenly, a smaller booklet you hadn't noticed before slides out of the envelope and onto the floor.

Todd picks up the other book and starts to flip through it. "Congratulations on ordering the upgraded Magic Cock Ring, the Total Domination Cock Ring..." He starts reading the rest silently. He looks confused at first, but a smile starts spreading on his face. However, this doesn't seem like a very "nice" smile.

"Hand off that cock, ****," Todd says, looking you in the eyes.

You blink and your hand slows down. A shiver goes up your spine. He sounds mean. Forceful. And, you've got to admit, fucking sexy as hell.

"W-What?" you say with a shuddering breath.

"I said," Todd says as he starts walking toward you. "Hand. Off. That. Little fucking cock. My cock-slut cum ****." His eyes are determined and his voice sounds demanding.

Your hand flies off your cock seemingly against your will. Todd grins wide and climbs onto the bed.

He looks at your cock, bouncing as your body continues to fuck his massive dick with your tight asshole. He reaches out and grabs your dick forcefully. He squeezes it, causing you to moan with pain and pleasure.

"Look at this pathetic, little penis," Todd says as his hand slowly goes up and down your dick. "This micro-dick isn't fit to fuck even a fake pussy. Hell, your own fucking hand must be disappointed whenever it's **** to pleasure such a puny, little thing."

You gulp and watch him. "T-Todd, why... what's going---"

"Shut your cock sucking hole, you tiny dicked loser!" he says forcefully. "Only speak when spoken to!"

Your moth shuts and your eyes go wide. Todd starts to jerk your little cock steadily. He looks into your eyes while he doe sit.

"You loved sucking my massive schlong earlier," he says with a grin.

You blink and think about it. Did you? It's hard to think. Every thought is clouded with sex: Your ass still relentlessly fucking his dick, his hand on your cock, the whole "domination" thing... All the sensations are confusing your mind. You go to answer but Todd's other hand comes up and covers your mouth.

"I said to shut your mouth until I want you to open it," he says. "It wasn't a question. It was a statement. You fucking loved it. You loved the thought of a dick bigger than yours sliding in and out of your mouth. Hell, your mouth was made to suck on peckers. That was a very good blowjob, cock ****."

You shiver and feel... a little proud? Like you actually accomplished something. This is so fucked up, you think to yourself. But he's... he's right.

Todd takes his hand away. "Say 'thank you,' cock ****! I just gave you a compliment."

You gulp again. "Th-Thank... you?"

He eyes you, raising an eyebrow. "Thank you, MASTER," he says.

You moan and say, "Thank you, M-Master."

He grins, "Good ****." He starts jerking you faster, but even with all his manipulations of your dick, you still can't seem to orgasm. That finish line keeps feeling just out of reach. Todd continues. "Your ass was also made to double as an entrance hole for anything I care to shove up there. It's really tight, but you definitely need some anal training."

The thought makes you shudder again.

"But that's for later," he goes on. "For now, I have a really tiny but extremely hard cock that looks **** for an orgasm." He keeps jerking you, frowning. "Hm... But I don't think you've earned it."

You groan and pant. "Pl-Please!"

"Shut up, you worthless fucker. Your cum is under my control now." His other hand goes to your testicles and start to squeeze them a little harder than you're comfortable with. You groan again. He keeps talking. "These balls are under my control. Only 'I' get to say whether they get to shoot their worthless load." He starts contemplating. "Let's see. Your blowjob earlier WAS pretty good and did make me cum. And your ass IS very tight for me and..." he moans, "it's about to make me cum again. The question is whether I should allow you to cum with me when I shoot another shot of jizz into your ass."

Well? Does Todd let you cum or are you getting blue balled?