Edging

Levi POV

I held my breath when Enzo walked into the playroom with a cigarette between his lips, half naked with nothing but a pair of black shorts hanging low on his hips. The dim red lighting cast shadows over every defined muscle in his chest and abs.

My mouth went dry. I badly wanted to bark at him, to tell him to fuck off and shove his dick up his own ass, but I kept quiet. I watched him move closer to the bed until he stood right in front of me, towering over my tied-up body.

As much as I wanted to snap at him, I did not want to piss him off more than he already was. What if he actually put a bullet through me this time? I did not want to die yet.

“I very much prefer when you were a brat. At least then I get to put you in your place properly.” The mocking tone in his voice made my anger flare. “Cat got your tongue now? Or are you so hard you would do anything to please me?”

“Fuck you,” I spat.

“There we go.” He laughed darkly. He walked over to the other side of the room where a large desk stood open, filled with different kinds of toys. I had seen it when he first pushed me inside earlier. Rows of plugs, dildos, ropes, clamps, and things I did not even recognize.

“Do you fuck your other fuckbuddies here as well? I swear I will put a knife through you if you fuck me on the same bed you fuck your whores”.

“You want me to fuck you?” He smirked, turning back to me with a few items in his hand.

I scoffed and looked away, cheeks burning.

“And to ease your jealousy, no. I do not bring my whores in here. I just finished setting this place up…” He paused and walked toward me slowly, holding the toys. “So you are my first experiment. Who knows, maybe I will bring a better and more obedient pet next time.”

I hardly paid attention to what he was saying. My eyes stayed glued to what was in his hands. One was a thick pink dildo. The other… a long, thin metal rod that looked almost like a needle, along with a bottle of lube.

“What’s that?” My voice came out smaller than I wanted.

“It is called urethra sounding,” he said casually, kneeling between my spread legs on the bed. “In other words, cock stuffing. It keeps you from cumming.”

“The fuck? Haven’t you edged me enough?” I almost screamed.

“No. I intend to play with you a lot today and edge the living daylight out of you.” He knelt between my spread legs. I started struggling immediately, trying to kick him off. But he easily grabbed both my legs and pinned them down, sitting on them with his full weight.

“I do not want to… stop it!” I moved desperately. I was going to die if I did not cum soon, and he still wanted to edge me more. There was already a fucking vibrator inside me!

“Tell me your safe word,” he said calmly. His hand gripped my cock and I gasped out loud in relief.

“Oh shit…” I moaned, jerking into his warm palm. My pre-cum made it easy for him to slide up and down smoothly. He watched my cock with so much hungry interest, like it was the first time he had ever seen one.

“Yeah… oh fuck…” His other hand moved to my balls, rolling them gently between his fingers. All my sense of reasoning and the fight in me melted away instantly.

“What is your safe word, Levi?”

“Fuck off… oh shit, I like that,” I moaned as his thumb pressed hard against the slit of my cock, spreading the leaking pre-cum.

“No. Tell me your safe word. I am not stopping, but I need to know you remember it and still want this. The edging might get pretty intense. So tell me your safe word.”

“Fratello.” I moaned it out and his hand paused for a second.

“Good.” Was all he said before grabbing the cock sounding rod. He kept his eyes locked on mine as he lubed up the thin metal rod generously. Unlike a needle, it had a flat bottom for easy removal. It still looked terrifying.

“You can stop anything at any time. I will not take no for an answer, it will only fuel me more. Use your safe word if it gets too much, got it?”

“Are you gonna fuck me or what?” I fired back angrily. He was treating me like some fragile flower. He just smirked, rebalanced himself on my legs, making it impossible for me to move them.

“Relax for me, wildflower.” He murmured, gripping my cock firmly at the base. I tensed as the cold metal first touched my slit.

“Oh shit…” Sharp pain shot through me as he slowly pushed it down. I struggled hard against his grip. “Stop… stop. That is painful.”

“Relax. It will feel better if you relax,” he said softly, voice low and coaxing. “Breathe through it, baby. Let it slide in.”

“Why don't I tie you up and make you take it as well? Will it feel better for you?” I fired back angrily. He smirked and kept pushing the rod deeper, slow and steady.

A broken moan escaped my lips as I jerked up a little. The pain was intense, but strange pleasure was starting to mix with it. “Please… too much…”

“Relax… come on. Relax for me, love.” His other hand went back to my balls, rolling them gently like dice between his fingers. “There. All the way in.”

I was overly aware of it. It feels very fucking weird.