Tying a nerdy pretty boy up and making him tell me all about his interests. Unfortunately for him, I’m not going to stop playing with him no matter how hard it gets to think.
“Shhh, just keep talking, don’t worry about what I’m doing.” - As I’m making him edge again for me.
“No, no, no.. if you want me to keep going you have to keep speaking. I don’t care how hard it is, keep talking.”
“Don’t you dare stop. You’re my little encyclopaedia and you’re going to do exactly as I say.”
“Awhh you’re too dumb to think now? That’s okay, I’ll just leave you strung up here until you come back down again. What? No you don’t get to cum. Cumming is for clever boys.”
Hearing the facts spill out among whimpers and moans would fix me. Maybe I’ll let him go if he begs, but he’s too far gone to use words now.
