Cruel Revenge

Playing on the computer with my dick in the mouth of a hot guy like Tom Evans was quite a challenge for me. Fortunately, I didn't make him suck me off, because then I wouldn't have been able to focus on cooperating with my guild in World of Warcraft at all. Despite this, every now and then I became hard with excitement, filling my new slave's mouth more tightly. I then glanced down at him, kneeling naked under my desk, as he looked at me with those pained eyes of his while his saliva was constantly dripping from his open mouth to my crotch. He gagged frequently, but I wasn't sure if it was from choking on my erection or from his disgust. I knew he could feel the throbbing of my dick in his mouth, the bulge of my veins, and the taste of my precum and sweaty shaft. He must have been so humiliated by being degraded to my cock warmer. He couldn't do anything else at that time, because I told him to keep his hands on my bare feet, so he was focused on this one activity all the time. All he could do was analyze over and over again his feelings, touch, taste, smell, and probably think about how he could have been so careless that the weak nerd he bullied at school had taken over his life.

This lasted, as I had predicted, almost two hours, and when I finished playing and turned off the computer, I finally let out a groan that I had previously suppressed due to the microphone being on.

"Good boy, do you know how long you had my cock in your mouth?" I smirked, waiting for him to make eye contact with me. "An hour and fifty minutes. As a reward, I'll keep your videos to myself. At least as long as you keep doing what I tell you. Do you understand?”

I saw him trying to pull away and get my dick out of his mouth, but I stopped him by holding the back of his head with my hand.

"I didn't allow it. You can nod or shake your head."

Tom nodded cautiously, but I could see the growing frustration on his face. I took the phone in my hand.

"Now I'll take a picture..." I started to say but Tom looked like he wanted to kill me and growled in protest which sounded pretty funny considering his full mouth. I had to pacify him: "You can end it now, get up and leave, there is a door, but your sniffing my balls and warming my cock will be for nothing. Because by the time you get home, your life will be ruined. To avoid this, you must continue to be an obedient bitch. And look into the camera lens. I already have enough materials for you to be finished. Now I will just get extra ones to humiliate you further if you disobey. You have 3 seconds. One, two…"

I felt his hands pressing against my feet in rage, but before I counted to three he looked at the camera and I snapped the picture. And then two more just in case.

“Mmm, yeah, Tom Evans drooling nerd cock. I wish I could show this picture to Chloe, but a deal is a deal," I said, chuckling.

At the same time, I sent the best of the three photos to Jonathan for someone else besides me to have it. I was going to include him in my revenge soon anyway. In the message I wrote briefly: He is ours!!! I then showed the picture to Tom who looked at me with hatred but continued to slobber on my crotch.

"What do you think will happen now? Can you feel me holding you even tighter by the balls? Figuratively, of course!” I laughed again, to which Tom only grumbled furiously. "I guess you already know, right? Yes, now you will give your first ever blowjob. You know you have no choice. And the best part of all is that you'll give it to me. The guy you always bullied. You don't even know how this turns me on. Wait, you actually know!” I laughed as my penis hardened in Tom's mouth as he let out another funny gurgling sound.

I suddenly grabbed his hair and slowly started to pull him to me so he could feel what it was like to take a dick all the way to the throat. But his neck resisted.

"You're only prolonging your torment. Do you want to see a picture of yourself with your mouth filled with cock all over the school?” I knew from his frightened look that my threat worked. "No? Well, then stop resisting."

And he actually let me impale his head on my cock until he started choking and his eyes watered. Then I let him go.

"Don't worry, I'm not expecting deepthroat yet. Do what you can for now. But the more you try, the sooner it will be over. The only way for you to finally spit out my dick is to make me cum. Get busy!”

I enjoyed watching his hesitation. Maybe he'd even prefer me to "help him" by pulling his hair, because now he had to actively do something he'd despised all his life. He could not be a passive participant in this act anymore. I waved at him with my phone with the last picture displayed as encouragement, and it broke his resistance as expected. Very slowly, but perceptibly, he began to move his head back and forth. He could take less than half of my penis in his mouth, but it had to be enough for the first time. I groaned as I leaned back in my chair. Then I felt my phone vibrate and saw that Jonathan had texted me:

Fuck yes! It's the most beautiful sight I've ever seen in my life! And I saw Niagara Falls! I'll give you a hundred so I can cum in his mouth!

I snorted and wrote back:

Don’t be ridiculous. Sucking cock is always an opportunity for a faggot like him to learn how to please men. He’ll do it for free. Tomorrow after school?

The answer came almost immediately:

I WILL CUM! LOL

Meanwhile, Tom continued pleasing me orally, so I discreetly turned on the video recording and started moaning louder and more often. At one point Tom looked up and saw the camera. Before he could react, I said, "Don't you dare stop. I'm already close. I'm going to record your first time and there's nothing you can do about it. Focus on serving me."

His eyes shot daggers at me, but he knew I’m right. So he obediently continued, even though he was giving me even more blackmail material. He knew he was in a vicious circle that he couldn't get out of. He could either constantly add weapons to my arsenal, which I could use against him at any time, or face the consequences.

"Mmm... I'm about to cum... Now faster, twat... Yes... I’m so close... Swallow it all and show the camera that your mouth is empty…".

Panic clearly seized him at my words, but it was too late. I moaned in pleasure and began to flood his throat with load after load. Tom gagged, fighting to keep from throwing up, and I waited for dick to stop throbbing and pulled it out of his mouth. I kept my phone raised, waiting for confirmation of his obedience. Tom swayed as if fighting his body's reflexes, but finally I heard a loud swallow. Reluctantly, he opened his mouth, indicating to the camera that he had eaten everything.

I finished recording, and for the next few minutes we sat in silence, still, resting. My orgasm was great, not because of Tom's skill as he was clearly doing it for the first time, but because Tom got what he deserved in the best way I could have imagined. If it wasn't for the evidence on my phone, no one would ever believe me.

“You still have a lot to learn, but it wasn't bad for the first time,” I said, breaking the silence. Tom mumbled something in response, but I didn't hear it. "What are you muttering there?"

"Please don't make me do it again, Sir," he said almost plaintively, not meeting my eyes. He was still making strange noises, as if he wanted to vomit.

“I wrote to you in an e-mail that I am your new master. You will do it again. And you will do it often. Until one day I'll tell you that you've given more blowjobs in your life than I have. How do you like this prospect?" I teased and he looked at me in disbelief.

"You can't be serious... How long are you going to blackmail me?!"

I lifted my already floppy but still dripping dick with my hand and slapped it across his face, leaving a wet trail.

"You forgot about Sir" I scolded him and slapped him with my dick again but on the other cheek. "Don't wipe your face."

"I'm sorry, Sir," he replied and looked down, clearly trying to subdue his anger.

"You'll be my bitch as long as I want. Now get up. Legs wide, hands return behind your head.

He crawled out from under my desk with obvious relief, but standing naked in that position, exposing his dick, was humiliating for him. In the meantime, I got dressed and started rummaging in the nightstand. I took out a black box and a metal object inside. With a devilish grin, I walked over to Tom and started tinkering with his cock.

"What are you doing, Sir?!" he got stressed.

"This item was bought by my ex-boyfriend, but he's not likely to claim it," I said, focusing on the combination of several metal pieces. “Jeez, you have a huge dick. It's a good thing you're not aroused, because I would never put that on you."

"Please, Sir. Everything but not this! I have a girlfriend!” he figured out what I was putting on him. He winced as I shoved his shaft into the tight metal space.

"And if you want to keep her, then stay still and let me finish."

Moments later, there was the sound of closing a padlock, and Tom's cock was trapped in a metal cage. It was too small for him, but luckily, kneeling under a desk for two hours had exhausted him enough that his cock wasn't hard at all. But I knew that in the morning, when he had an uncontrollable erection, he would wake up with a nasty pain between his legs.

"You can't keep me in this, Sir!" he protested, trying to remove the chastity, but he had no chance against the solid metal work. "I swim in a team! What if someone sees the shape of this shit under my trunks?"

I shrugged.

"Then you say that your girlfriend made you wear it" I winked at him.

"And what about her? How am I supposed to have sex with her?!" he was getting more and more panicked.

"How? Just like we did a moment ago. You give her head" I grinned. "And if you ever want to fuck her, or masturbate, or cum in any other way, you'll have to earn my permission. One thing you can be sure of. If I don't have an orgasm, neither will you. Faggot”.