[TORD'S POV]
I had set him down on the floor against his back, hooked his gloves together behind him, and taken off his gag. Finally, I got to experiment. I knew that this would be a lot for him up-front, but after exhausting every ounce of my patience just to get him here in the first place, I was becoming frustrated. "Let's see here..." I mumbled, taking the other gag -- the phallic one -- and placing it into his mouth. I shoved it into his throat with excitement, watching him choke around it. His face was blushed, and he looked so lost, scared, and confused. I hooked it behind his head and petted his hair for a moment, watching to see if my consolation succeeds. I picked something up, "You'll like this one, it's not as intrusive as the other toy." I held up a smaller sex toy and its controller, gripping his legs as he squirmed a bit, pushing the small bullet-shaped toy into him slickly with ease. "Mmmgh!" He coughed on the invasive gag and closed his eyes. "There we go." I smirked and helped him onto his knees before turning it on to a low setting. "Mm!" His eyes widened and he leaned forward, trembling from the vibrations within him. I really was quite impatient.
"If you release," I leaned in close to his ear and spoke breathily, "I'll grasp your cute little throat and slit it, mm?" I grinned, backing away to look over his horrified expression. He began crying, body twitching as the vibrations shook through his most sensitive organs and fear became his prominent emotion. "Just hold out, that is all you must do." I ran a hand through his hair then gripped some, leaning his head back to look up at me. He could hardly form sounds as his thighs quivered, tears continuing to pour from his precious, adorable dark eyes. I affrighted him greatly, it would seem. Does he sincerely believe I would kill him? "Oh, are you giving in? Do you want to cum that badly?" I raised an eyebrow, teasing him as he cried out audibly in a panic. I suppose he really cannot hold back from moaning so lewdly. How cute.
"Ahhn!" He whimpered loudly, fully sobbing as an orgasm overtook his frail body, shaking and shivering in temporary delight before his mind kicked back in to remind him of his dire state. "Nnn!" He gasped for air, cries tugging from his fragile throat in trepidation of what was to come. I smirked, "What a dirty slut; so desperate for satisfaction, you threw away your life." I looked at his neck as he struggled further, wailing and whimpering in turmoil. How amusing, he really thinks I'll kill him. I don't think I've seen somebody cry in such terror before.
He was broken down completely, letting out every kind of noise and gut-wrenching sob he could manage past the gag. Unfortunately, they did the opposite of prod at my sympathy. His horror aroused me as I reached out to his neck with my blade, my other hand wrapping around his throat. He cried and held his head still, staring at me with widened, terrified, adorable big black eyes. My expression was blunted as I became much more focused on the shocks of pleasure in my body occurring from his suffering. I breathed heavily and hotly against his neck, leaning in and looking at his face as I pressed the blade to his throat. He closed his eyes, face drenched in tears as he choked in some air, body shaking violently. I wish this moment could last forever. I tensed up and stared at him for a while, arousal coursing through me.
I wasn't sure if I had ever felt this strong of a desire before. My body had certainly never felt so lively, and I wanted this feeling to never go away. I dissolved any other thoughts in my head and went straight to backing my knife from him and undoing my pants. I stood up, gripped his hair roughly, and used my freehand then to undo his gag. I immediately shoved my cock into his throat, needily thrusting against his passive tongue as he choked, finding it most difficult to breathe. As I pressed my length further and further in, I listened passionately to his soft cries and whines. He was in so much mental pain and physical discomfort. Hell, he thought he was about to die. All rationale has left his mind. For all he knows, he still might be on his death bed as I thrust my dick down his throat.
