His Darkest Secret

Timed pt. 1

A/N: You guys!!!! We hit 24k!!! I never dreamed there would be this many people as sick in the head as I was when I first published this😂 you all have asked for an update so here you go, you filthy animals. Vote and comment for part 2!!

I watched as the little timer turned from 1:00 to 59:59. His lips curved into a devilish smile. I felt the little glass dildo kiss my opening and slowly push inside me. Even though it was smaller than Dylan, it was cold, and I was so aroused I couldn't hold in the moan that fell from my lips. Dylan pumped the dildo in and out of my desperate pussy. "Now baby girl, the first orgasm will come easy. As the timer ticks down, we'll have to take more... calculated attempts to push you over the edge. Be a good girl for me and don't fight, okay sweetie?" I nodded, "yes sir." He worked the dildo at a deep, fast pace. I was straining under the locks, desperately begging for release. Dylan flicked the sucker on my right nipple, sending waves of pain and pleasure through my body. His free hand moved to my clit and circled it expertly with his two fingers. I felt the knot building in my stomach. I wasn't going to last long like this. "I'm going to speed up now, okay baby girl?" "Yes daddy," was all I could choke out between breaths. He fucked me with the dildo like a man possessed, slamming into my g-spot with every thrust. My walls tightened around the toy, I gasped and Dylan recognized the sound of me hitting my peak. His fingers attacked my clit, sending shocks of electricity down my spine as my orgasm washed over my body. "Please, daddy. More. Please fuck me!" My head thrashed from side to side as Dylan drug the orgasm out of my body. As I started to come down from my high I glanced at the timer, exhausted; 52:33. Only 7 minutes. 7 minutes in heaven. How could I possibly endure 52 more minutes. Dylan reached for a pen inside his briefcase and made s tally mark in his notebook and wrote the time next to it. He took out a small bottle of cherry flavored warming lube and what appeared to be a soft bristled paintbrush. I stared perplexed as he removed the lid from the bottle of lube and dipped the brush inside. He blew on it gently, and stroked the bush from the bottom of my clit to the top. It was agonizingly pleasurable. My sensitive nerves tingled under the stimulation of the bristles. He continued to brush me up and down, as if painting a picture. "This is a gentle form of comedown torture, sweetheart. Daddy's just going to play with your sweet little clit." I was swollen and throbbing under his brush. After a couple minutes I was begging. He pulled back and got back into the briefcase. This time he pulled out two metallic balls connected together by a string with a loop at the end. My eyebrows raised. "These are Ben Wa balls, baby girl. They aren't long like a dildo, but they are weighted. Each one weighs about a quarter of a pound. That means once they're both inside, you'll be carrying half a pound in your tight little pussy. They're also very round, and will stretch you out around them." He seemed delighted at the thought, I was immediately nervous. He lubed up the metal balls and placed one at my much smaller hole. "You're gonna breathe out and push just a little while daddy puts this in, okay?" I nodded. "Ready? One, two, three" he forced the round ball past my slit, deep in my pussy. My walls clamped around it and the intense pressure of the weight was euphoric. "We're gonna let that sit for a minute so you can warm up, okay?" "Thank you daddy," I breathed out. "You look so beautiful tied up for me, kitten," Dylan said seductively. I blushed a deep crimson. He breathed hot air on my clit and toyed it softly with his gloved forefinger. "Okay baby it's time for the second one, breathe out okay?" I breathed and relaxed my muscles as Dylan pushed the second ball inside me. It felt every bit of half a pound. "How long do they stay, daddy?" I asked. "Until you cum, darling." He grinned and reached back for the briefcase. This time pulling out an insanely large vibrator. The kind you see in porn. "Where on earth do you buy this stuff?" I asked in disbelief. "I'm a regular at the "X Mart downtown," he said, laughing a little. "This is gonna be intense on your little clit, okay? But you have to take it like a good girl." I swallowed the lump in my throat and nodded. He clicked it on the first speed and lowered it to my swollen clit. Immediately I saw stars. I had used a vibrator before, but only the little ones from Spencer's, never industrial monsters like this. A fire roared through my body as the toy pulsed rhythmically over my clit. My legs stretched against the restraints as I gasped and squirmed and fought the intensity of the vibrator. After a minute my legs were shaking and I felt my body betray me. My second climax tore through my body, turning me into a screaming, thrashing mess. Dylan held the toy firmly in place while my little body shook from the waves of pleasure. "No more, please daddy, no more!" I screamed and he switched the vibrator to off. Just as I relaxed he pulled the string on the Ben Wa balls and the cum coated weights came free of my tight grasp. "Aw baby girl, you creamed all over these. You'll need to clean them up." He brought each ball to my lips, forcing me to lick my thick, sweet cream off each one til it was clean. The timer on the table read 38:16. That felt so much longer. We weren't even halfway done. This time he reached back into the briefcase he brought out two shiny purple nipple clamps with tiny silver bells on the ends and a massive blue dildo. There was no way I could take that. Inside I wanted to scream but Dylan's hand clamped over my mouth. "Round 3?"