Proof that Tony Stark has a Heart

Chapter

Markus picked up a pair of magic-enhanced handcuffs and walked back towards the bed, a wicked smirk on his lips. He grabbed my wrists and snapped the cuffs around them, securing them to the headboard. I struggled against them, but my superhuman strength proves to be no match against them. As I struggled, the bed creaks under my weight, but the cuffs hold firm. He reached down and ripped my PJ pants off, leaving me exposed in my silk underwear. With a devious grin, Markus approaches me, holding a pair of magic-enhanced ropes, which he begins to tie around my ankles, securing them together and to the footboard. Markus grabbed a bottle of lube and approached me with a wicked grin on his face. He poured a generous amount of the slippery liquid onto his fingers and pulled the waistband of my silk underwear down to expose my cock, and rubbed the lube onto my cock and balls. As Markus teasingly rubbed the lube onto my cock and balls, I couldn't help but squirm under his touch. The combination of fear and arousal coursing through my body was overwhelming. Markus chuckles darkly as he watches my reactions.

"Now, now, let's not get too excited just yet," he says, his voice low and menacing.

With his free hand, he reached into a drawer and pulled out a cock ring, and placed it around the base of my erection. I felt the soft silicone of the cock ring press against my sensitive skin, trapping the blood in my cock and making it even harder. Markus' smirk widened as he saw my cock strain against the confines of the ring.

"There," he said, tucking my cock back into my underwear.

I felt the cool air brush against my heated skin as Markus moved away from the bed. He retrieved a blindfold from the drawer and slowly approached the bed again. He climbed onto the bed, looming over you, his weight causing the mattress to dip slightly. Realizing that he was going to make me completely vulnerable by taking away my sight too, I began to struggle harder against the magic-enhanced cuffs and ropes. Markus grabbed my face, forcing me to look up at him.

"Now, now," he said, his voice deep and commanding, "You know that struggling is futile. Just relax and enjoy the ride."

With that, he slid the blindfold over my eyes, plunging me into darkness, and causing my other senses to become even more heightened. I tried to sink my fangs into his hand to try to stop him but he was too quick for me. He chuckled darkly as he felt my attempt to resist. The only sound was the soft rustling of his movements as he climbed off the bed. I heard him move around the room, his presence a constant reminder of my vulnerability. Suddenly, I felt the mattress dip again as Markus climbed back onto the bed by my side; I felt something circular being pressed against my mouth, realizing that he wanted to gag me too, I defiantly kept my mouth shut. Markus let out a low chuckle, amused by my attempt to resist. He reached down and grabbed my chin, forcing my mouth open, then slid the gag into place, buckling it tightly behind my head. I felt the soft, rubbery material of the gag pressing against my tongue and teeth, muffling my protests as Markus secured it in place.

As Markus finished securing the gag, he leaned in close to my ear and whispered, "Now you're all set up for our little game. Just relax and enjoy the pleasure I'm going to give you."

His breath was hot against my ear, sending shivers down my spine. I felt the weight of his body press against me as he straddled my stomach, his erection pushing against my chest. With his free hand, he reached down and began to teasingly touch my cock through my underwear, teasing it and causing it to twitch in response. I tried to remain still, but the sensation of his touch against my cock is too much for me to bear. My breathing became shallow, and my eyes began to water as I tried not to moan out loud. I gasped as he began to stroke my cock through my silk underwear, unable to contain the small moans that escape my lips. My cock continued to twitch in response to his touch, leaking pre-cum onto the fabric. The more he strokes me, the more I arch into his touch, desperate for more. But he refused to give in to my obvious desires, instead, he pulled his hand away, leaving me aching and unsatisfied. As he pulled his hand away, I felt my face contort in frustration and desire, I let out a small muffled whimper, my cock still hard and throbbing beneath my underwear. I heard Markus chuckle darkly at my response, amused by my desperation. I guess Markus decided to tease me further because I felt him slowly running his fingers over my cock through my underwear, stopping now and then to tease my sensitive skin. His touch was light and feathery, but it sent shivers down my spine nonetheless. I tried to wriggle my hips, hoping to encourage him to continue, but his body kept me still. The sensation of his fingers teasing my cock was driving me crazy, and I couldn't help but let out small, desperate muffled whimpers. I felt my cock twitch and throb against his touch, leaking pre-cum onto my underwear. Suddenly, Markus pulled his hand away again, causing me to whine in protest, my hips bucking up in an attempt to follow his touch.