The Ereri Project!

Zipper

I try to breathe as evenly as possible. My wrists ache if I put too much weight on them, but the balls of my feet as starting to hurt from balancing on them for so long.

My wrists around bound together and attached to a hook on the ceiling (the hook that Levi's punching bag usually hangs from) with my feet touching the ground just enough that I can almost stand.

I actually asked him to hang me high enough that only my toes could touch but he told me this was already dangerous enough so he didn't want to put me at risk of seriously damaging my toes too.

Since I'm also blindfolded and gagged, I already know the safety signal (kick the floor three times) but Levi's probably going to check in at some point anyway.

He enjoys this play and he enjoys seeing me like this but he says he needs to know that I'm still in too or else it's a huge turn-off instead.

I'm glad.

I can't really imagine letting anyone else doing this to me so it feels good that I can really trust him not to abuse me.

When Levi finally touches me again after leaving me hung here for I have no clear idea how long, it's to run his knuckles gently down my back.

I shiver and he backs off again, I almost complain but then I realize I can't really talk around the ball gag so I just whine instead.

He swats at one of my asscheeks swiftly so I jerk and moan. This time he grabs the cheek and speaks softly, directly into my ear.

"Naughty little slut," he tells me. "Getting off on being hit."

I moan again. Yes, I want to tell him, I'm your naughty little slut.

Still holding onto my cheek, he shoves a vibrator inside me and lets go, stepping away from me.

The foreplay session we had before we started this scene almost got both of us off so we almost didn't do this.

Whoopsies.

At least he didn't have to waste time prepping me now.

Oh fuck, the tip of the vibrator is so close, if I could just get it in a little further.

I frantically start rolling my hips but Levi holds me still and pets my back.

"Bad boys don't get to have their holes filled you know," he says casually. "So I'll take away your toy if you can't sit still."

Damnit.

I try to keep still. He steps away again and, though it isn't in quite far enough, I try to concentrate on the vibrator instead of my wrists beginning to ache.

But holy shit does it feel good and I don't want to get off this fast. I jerk my hips involuntarily, looking for some friction for aching erection.

"Hmph," is the amused sound I hear from Levi.

He's been watching me. Everything gets much hotter all of a sudden.

I jerk my hips again and moan. The vibrator is suddenly pulled back out and has me whining noisily.

"No," he says. "I told you to stay still and you didn't. Are you proud of yourself for disobeying me?"

Past experience tells me he wants an actual response so I shake my head.

"I'm sure," he says.

He disappears again, which makes me nervous. After minutes of nothing but silence, a hand grasps my cock. "Ah!" I shout around the gag.