PART VII.

After all that *dging t*rment, it's time for a smelly l*ttle treat for my gimpy. I've taken a p*ss into this bubbler to attach onto a g*s mask, ensuring that the only thing gimpy will smell is the fresh scent of my golden shower. Each inhale bubbles up the bubbler, overwhelming him with my scent, and naturally, my fragrance gets him harder and harder. It's time to actually edge him now...

PART VIII.

My gimp is so, so, so very on edge after all the build up and teasing. I barely have to lay a single finger on his c*ck to feel it twitching with the desire for release. I know it'll be too easy to make him c*m. I'd rather prolong the t*rment.

So I gently stroke him with my latex gloved hands. Oh-so-lightly, just enough for him to feel it... before rudely interrupting it with some c*ck slapping. And I give him a dangerous proposition: either he c*ms and has his *rgasms ruined for the next several months, or he doesn't c*m and is allowed some normality. Will he be able to make the right choice oonce I start applying actual pressure on his c*ck through my hands? Once I begin firmly stroking him to near-completion? The desire to *rgasm with my teasing grip and the scent of my golden through the g*s mask bubbler might be too much for him to take...

PART IX.

I can feel gimpy getting so hard. Harder than I've ever felt. I rub my gloved hands over his c*ck and feel it growing stiff in my hands, getting harder and harder and harder. I remind him of our proposition: if he c*ms, he won't have a normal *rgasm for six months, and if he doesn't c*m, I'll allow him the privilege of normal *rgasms.

You and I know that logic won't apply here, though. The feeling of my hands around his c*ck is too intense. He's been teased and denied for too long as of this point, and of course he needs to explode. I do my best to push his *rgasm back, b*llbusting him again and again and again, each time more viciously in the last in hopes that his *rgasm can calm down. Alas, he is too weak, and he c*ms spontaneously -- only to have me viciously punch his b*lls again and again right upon explosion.

As punishment for his cumming, a l*ttle post-*rgasm t*rment. I plug his c*ck into the Venus 2000 milking machine and suck his c*ck off until it turns flaccid. He's sensitive and overstimulated, but who cares? Such is the life of a gimp.

Gimp C*ck? My C*ck: P*ss Bubbler Milking

Gimp Cck? My Cck: P*ss Bubbler Milking