fake another stomach ache

“Ugh...my stomach…”

“LIKE I’M FALLING FOR THAT AGAIN!”

“Eep!”

Sylphid yanked my shirt over my head.

“Aww, does your tummy hurt? Let me kiss it better!” Sylphid lowered her head towards my stomach...and started to blow into my bellybutton.

I gasped.

I really wasn’t all that ticklish but the weird sensation still got to me. I tried to fend Sylphid off but at this point she was very committed. She kept blowing at a rhythmic pace and every time she did my body started to spasm.

I tried tickling her again in the hopes to finally get her to lay off only there was no Sylphid to tickle! Sylphid’s head was planted on my stomach with the rest of her body firmly pinning my lower half to the ground.

The only thing I could do was pull her hair. Which in lack of any other option I did. I pulled as hard as I could, but Sylphid as stubborn as she was, was perfectly fine with getting her hair ripped out.

“Bzzz Non erotic ****! 300 seconds penalty!”

I gasped in shock as my body froze. N-No way. I completely forgot about that!

Sylphid stopped briefly to look at me. My shirt was still obstructing my face, so I couldn’t tell what expression she was making, although it wasn’t hard to guess.

“Now you’ve done it, Handsome. Prepare to suffer!”

Then she continued her raspberry.

If the sensation was bad before it was utterly unbearable now.

Up until now I could at least clench my muscles to somewhat mitigate the effect. But with this penalty even that final defense mechanism was disabled.

And Sylphid, filled with lust for vengeance as she was, decided to take full advantage of it.

She probably could finish me off at any time. After all my dick was right there. But instead she just kept torturing my bellybutton.

It was little solace. My mind felt as it was going absolutely insane.

I couldn’t tell how long Sylphid kept this up. I know it couldn’t be more then five minutes but this felt like an eternity. Eventually though, I noticed a new sensation.

Using her knee, Sylphid started to massage my crotch. However, she never stopped blowing raspberries.

This was too much! I was getting overstimulated at a rapid pace.

I couldn’t even protest anymore. All my body was capable was shrill shrieking as Sylphid made sure to pay me back tenfold.

Even now, she wasn’t in any rush. Her knee grinded consistently but slowly, more interested in just making sure I was horny then actually getting me to cum.

This bizarre combo went on what felt another eternity. I didn’t even care if the penalty was still active or not. There was nothing I could do anymore but take Sylphid’s ****.

And finally, without any warning, Sylphid decided to end it. It took very little, only a slight increase in pressure and my dick squirted its load without any way of preventing it. Sylphid kept her raspberry up through my entire orgasm until, finally, finally, she let up.

She slapped me once on my very wet and reddened belly. “This will teach you!”

I had no response my body experienced complete sensory overload.

Sylphid giggled and gave my abused bellybutton a few affectionate pats. “Does your tummy feel better now?”

This time I could at least slur some gibberish together as my mind still tried to come to terms with what just happened. That was easily the weirdest orgasm I ever experienced.

My new master didn’t seem to mind as she just kept circling her finger around my bellybutton. It didn’t tickle but the unspoken threat was very much there.

“Mari Beta has ejaculated! The winner of this special cum battle and the combatant to advance into the final is Speed Demon Sylphid!”