38. Making Her Watch

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SIDDHARTH'S POV

This is a sight to behold. Avneet sprawled on the bed, fire blazing in her eyes and legs trembling with the effort to not touch the vibrator. I cross my arms and lean against the door.

"Untie me," she hissed.

"No."

"Siddharth, please." Her tone carried a note of desperation.

"Nope."

"I'll pee myself," she whined.

"Go ahead."

Her eyes widened, and the fire blazed brighter. "Turn off the vibrator," she said, thrashing her hands to open the handcuffs.

Good thing I used the fluffy ones, or she might have hurt herself. I open the fly and the zipper of my pants. Avneet's eyes shot in my direction. Her gaze narrowed down to my hands, still fumbling with the sweatpants.

I palmed my cock through the pants. Her mouth salivated. She loves doing this to me. Palming me and stroking me through the pants to tease me, especially when I have a raging hard on like this one.

I did the honours on her behalf and stroked above the pants. I moaned, and Avneet groaned.

"You're being a sadist," she accused.

"Was that a compliment?" I taunted.

"No," she crooked. Her gaze followed every small moment of my hand on my dick.

I took my hand inside my boxers and squeezed myself. The groan I let out was real and full of hunger. I pulled my entire length out and stroked myself from the tip to the base.

I pressed a thumb on the drop of moisture at the tip. Avneet hissed. I stroked lazily, waiting for the orgasm to build.

It's a good feeling to have the freedom to touch myself with my own free will. I missed it in the past few weeks.

And right now, Avneet is in this situation. In the same one I was. I hadn't planned the revenge. I wouldn't be doing this if she hadn't carried out the live porn show in front of me with the girls.

"You're beautiful," I whispered. I hadn't realised that I had been stroking while looking at her boobs.

"Use me, Siddharth. Use me as your fucktoy. Fuck my mouth and then my body. Ruin me till I see stars, but touch me. Please touch me."

The way she spoke those words made me almost forgive her and forget everything. But I didn't want to. I wanted to torment her more.

So I continue my slow stroking. The orgasm started building deep inside my belly. Avneet's gaze sat fixed on me; everything else left forgotten.

Drool dribbled down her cheek from her open mouth. She closed her mouth and swallowed hard. Her toes curled, and she shut her hands into fists.

A pool of wetness had gathered on the bed sheet around her pussy. Looks like my porn display was doing a better job than the vibrator.

I jerked the sensitive skin of my tip. A moan escaped my lips, and I let myself feel the pleasure. I stroked my entire length and jerked faster. The orgasm brimmed and brewed.

"Use my mouth to empty your balls," Avneet implored.

I eyed her. Does she deserve this? She had been a good girl during the task. But do I want to give her the satisfaction of coming inside her mouth? I don't.

I let my climax run its course, and the pleasure crashed in waves. I rode the sensations and kept stroking till long after they passed away.

"What a waste of good come," Avneet grumbled.

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