The Retired CEO's Guide To Being Spoiled-Chapter 109: Sweet Torment
Ethan Caldwell sat in a leisurely manner on the edge of the bed, his hand continuing the dedicated task of searching for various items to tease other people with inside his precious bag of treasures. He rummaged around for quite a long while, the clinking and clattering sounds caused by the objects colliding with one another kept echoing, causing Julian Sterling to fall into a state of indescribable jitteriness and unease. Time seemed to drag on endlessly during those moments, until finally, when Ethan Caldwell had found a few items that satisfied him, he slowly laid out each item one by one onto the bed and then tossed the bag down onto the floor.
Julian Sterling tried to strain his body upward in order to steal a tentative glance. Within his field of vision, a jumbled array of metal items and leather straps arranged next to each other appeared. Due to his posture of lying flat on his back while tied up, Julian Sterling’s line of sight was quite limited, making it so he could not clearly see what those things were.
Seeming to realize the curiosity mixed with a bit of anxiety radiating from Julian Sterling, Ethan Caldwell picked one item up, and even shook it back and forth in front of Julian Sterling’s face to tease him. The corners of the man’s lips lifted into a smile filled with wickedness: "Do you like this one, darling?"
Julian Sterling narrowed his eyes, trying to steady his focus to see what object it was amidst the hazy darkness.
It seemed that the object was a ring made of shiny metal, designed in an exquisite arc shape; underneath it, there was also a screw to adjust the width, and the two sides were connected to two glossy black leather loops, which were not too large. Julian Sterling furrowed his brows, also unable to determine what function that object had. Thus, he looked at Ethan Caldwell with a gaze filled with doubt and suspicion. Although he did not know what effect it would have, his intuition told Julian Sterling that this thing was nothing good.
Ethan Caldwell, however, did not explain to him what its use was, but only held that piece of cold metal and pressed it against Julian Sterling’s person. The man’s large hand covered the penis that was erecting due to his excitement.
Julian Sterling’s scalp suddenly went numb, based on the shape of that object, he seemed to have somewhat visualized its function. This realization made Julian Sterling feel even more insecure.
Sure enough, Ethan Caldwell’s hand completely encompassed the hot penis, stroking it gently a few times with skillful technique, causing the glans to ceaselessly ooze out pre-cum, erect to the point of pain. Julian Sterling could not hold back from moaning in his naturally whining voice, after the moan, he bit his lip again and gave Ethan Caldwell a sharp glare, but it had no power whatsoever. His eyes, soaking wet and full of petulance, only made people want to bully him even more.
Ethan Caldwell completely ignored that weak resistance. He skillfully slipped the freezing cold ring onto the base of Julian Sterling’s penis, then very leisurely tightened the small screw underneath.
The coldness of the metal pressing close against the burning hot penis made Julian Sterling jump. He habitually wanted to curl his legs to kick the man in front of him, but his four limbs were now tied to the bed, making it so he could do nothing. Julian Sterling could only helplessly spread his legs wide, exposing his private place to let Ethan Caldwell act recklessly.
"Don’t... it’s too tight... Hubby, I hurt."
The initial cold and stimulating sensation quickly vanished, replaced by a distinct feeling of oppression. The tightened screw caused the metal ring to strangle the penis, locking tight the retreat of the boiling blood flow. Not stopping there, after finishing handling the metal ring, Ethan Caldwell also pulled the two leather loop rings to the two sides, let them hang down, and captured his two heavy testicles inside them.
Down below felt as if it were completely sealed. At this moment, Julian Sterling was shocked to realize this was a penis lock, the type specialized for disciplining people. Usually, penis locks had two types: one was to prolong the time of ejaculation, increasing the romance in bed matters. The other was precisely the thing Julian Sterling was personally experiencing, the type specialized to make people uncomfortable! This thing could torture a person until they went crazy, wanting to release but unable to release.
Ethan Caldwell even intentionally used his thumb to press lightly along the shaft of his penis, stimulating it and making the small thing swell even more, with green veins popping up in a dense network.
At this moment, Julian Sterling truly understood the formidable nature of this ring. His penis was distended and wanted to explode but was blocked at the base by the metal ring. His testicles were also bound and stimulated by the leather straps, causing his penis to become violently congested with blood, turning purple from excitement.
It wasn’t to the point of wanting to shoot out immediately, but this feeling of hanging in suspension, tight and full, wanting relief but being blocked, made Julian Sterling nearly go mad. His entire body now completely depended on Ethan Caldwell’s hands. Yet that bastard only stroked perfunctorily a few times like scratching an itch, having not a bit of goodwill to comfort him, causing his desire to keep hanging suspended in mid-air, choked to the point of wanting to cry.
"You..."
Julian Sterling called out resentfully, his nasal voice stuffy. His beautiful almond eyes, welling with tears, rolled up slightly. His face was flushed with love, his appearance both pitiful and sexy, making one only want to pin him down and bully him until he was disheveled.
But Ethan Caldwell pretended not to understand. He propped his hands on Julian Sterling’s two hips, looking down from high above with teasing eyes: "What did you call me? Good baby?"
Julian Sterling glared at him again, his feet struggling and kicking into the air, causing the sound of silver bells at his ankles to ring out chaotically. He pouted in grievance, his wet eyes looking at Ethan Caldwell begging, his voice soft and melting like water: "Hubby... Hubby..."
"Here, hubby is here."
Ethan Caldwell replied with satisfaction, his voice hoarse. He lowered himself, kissed loudly on Julian Sterling’s forehead, then glided down to his cheek, and finally sucked on those lips that were opening. Two pairs of lips pasted tightly together, Ethan Caldwell lingered and rubbed, then pried open his teeth, sending his tongue in to conquer the city and seize the land, sweeping through the sweet oral cavity.
The sound of breathing became increasingly heavy and lewd, intermingled with the crisp clinking of bells creating a music sheet full of eroticism.
While Julian Sterling was dazed within the kiss, one of Ethan Caldwell’s hands unexpectedly slipped down to his chest, grasping the silver clip that was biting tightly on his nipple, and used a bit of force to pull it taut.
"Um... ah!"
The weak sensitive place was suddenly impacted violently. A sharp pain mixed with numbing pleasure rushed up to his brain, making Julian Sterling arch his body up. Physiological tears oozed out, rolling long from the corners of his eyes down to his temples, soaking his sideburns wet.
Ethan Caldwell spared his nipple, leaving his lips. Julian Sterling lay there panting heavily, his chest heaving violently. Down below screamed demanding liberation, his nipple was numb and swollen red, his whole person felt as if thrown into fire.
With hands and feet tied, even the most basic right to resolve his physiology was stripped away. Julian Sterling was completely helpless.
"Hubby... you stroke... stroke for me, please... can’t bear it... Let go, let me shoot, please... Hubby..."
Julian Sterling’s voice carried the sound of sobbing, feeling aggrieved to the extreme, just as if he were being mistreated terribly by Ethan Caldwell. Ethan Caldwell heard his little wife crying and begging, so he laughed softly, finally willing to show some mercy. He reached out his hand, covering that penis that was twitching continuously.
The rough, warm hand slowly stroked up and down, his fingertips skillfully created friction on the sensitive glans that was already oozing full of slimy fluid. Pleasure attacked relentlessly. In no time, Julian Sterling had climbed to the peak. His person curled up like a shrimp, toes curling tight, the sound of silver bells ringing madly.
However, right at the most important second, that cold metal ring acted like a cruel gatekeeper, strangling the base of the penis, blocking the path of ejaculation.
Semen wanted to surge out but was blocked, the accumulated pressure caused Julian Sterling extreme pain and crushing disappointment.
"Hic... you let go... let go... let me shoot..."
Julian Sterling sobbed, signaling Ethan Caldwell to remove that damned ring, or at least stop and don’t stimulate anymore because he was about to explode.
Ethan Caldwell heard that and immediately stopped his hand, obediently letting go. Not only that, he even lowered his head, kissed loudly twice on his purple glans, then breathed hot air onto it.
The action stopping abruptly while at the climax, plus the hot breath stimulating directly onto the sensitive glans, made Julian Sterling feel like falling into an abyss. A crazy itchiness rushed in; he struggled in despair.
"Hic... don’t... why stop..."
Ethan Caldwell raised his head, blinked his eyes, and used the most innocent voice in the world to reply: "Well, I listened to you, I let go already, didn’t I? What else do you want?"
