Mafia sex torture

I sat there with the blindfold over my eyes. I could feel my hands tied behind my back and my feet tied to the legs of the chair. It was cold and I couldn’t hear any voices around me. 

I took a deep breathe and tried not to panic. I just had to not talk. They’d kidnapped me so I knew they would torture me. They wanted to know where the two crew members had gone and I knew. They were definitely going to torture me. 

I heard a loud metal door creak open to my left. It shut then a pair of footsteps approached me. They stopped right in front of me and I heard a man sigh. 

“So, we going to do this the easy way, or the hard way?” He didn’t pose it like a question, more like a threat. 

I said nothing. He punched me in the stomach with no warning and I keeled over coughing and trying to breathe. My tied hands stopped me from leaning over completely. 

I heard him crouch down in front of me and place a hand on my shoulder. I flinched, still trying to catch my breathe. 

“You know,” he whispered, “You can just tell me where they went and I’ll let you out here. No harm. No fuss. Just tell me where they went.”

”Where who went?”

He punched me in the stomach again, this time a lot harder. I coughed loudly, heaving. He stood up and took a few steps away. Then he turned around quickly and next thing I know he pulls my head back by my hair and I feel his breathe on my face. 

“Last chance.”

I gained some of my confidence back and smiled cheekily. “Oh no, I’m so scared.” I feigned. 

He punched me in the face then grabbed me by the neck. I felt his other hand snake up my inner thigh. Before I could react, his hand clenched around my bulge and I swallowed. 

“Tell me. Where. They are.” He whispered slowly in a deep voice. When I didn’t respond, he unzipped my trousers, feeling me up over my underwear. I caught my breathe with him feeling all the way up and down my shaft, grazing over my balls. Even through the underwear I was getting hard. 

I heard him shift, and he sat down on my lap. The hand that was around my neck snaked down and started unbuttoning my shirt. He moved both hands up and all over my chest. Then I felt him lean in, his mouth beside my ear. 

“You have no idea the things I’m going to do to you.” He whispered. 

He started biting my neck and his hands down to my waist. He pulled on the waistband of my boxers and slid his hands inside. They were cold against my skin and I sucked in a breath. 

He pulled my penis and balls out and started massaging me. Slowly, methodically moving up and down my dick. He bit my neck again and by now I was hard. 

Continuing to bite and suck on my neck, he began to milk me. Pulling my dick and playing with the tip. I let out a deep sigh and tilted my head back. 

“Tell me where they are.” He threatened, but I kept my mouth tightly shut. 

He then started to jerk me off faster, sliding up and down again and again. When he bit my throat I let a moan and sighed again. God it felt good. 

Just as I let out another moan, he stopped and my head snapped up. I was breathing heavily. I almost protested until I remembered where I was. 

I felt him stand up and move around to untie me from the chair. He pulled me standing up then pushed me bent over the chair. He pulled my trousers and underwear all the way down to my knees, then stuck a finger in between my butt cheeks. 

He started exploring and teasing my asshole without actually going in. He moved his other hand around to my front and began fidgeting with the tip of my dick. 

I’d never felt so vulnerable and god I was turned on. He lent down over me and I felt his breathe in the back of my neck. 

“Tell me what I want to know.” 

I wouldn’t budge. 

He stuck his finger right up inside me and I cried out. I moaned loudly as he began to finger me all while milking me with the other hand. I hunched my shoulders and dropped my head, completely overcome with pleasure. He was moving his hand over my dick so fast. He just kept pulling me off. 

His finger found its way all inside of me. Reaching in further with each thrust until it found a particularly sensitive spot. I cried out and groaned when he hit that spot. He began to teach me with the tip of his finger and I continued moaning. 

His hand on my dick was driving me crazy, and he kept fiddling with the slit at the top. 

He stopped for a moment and pulled both of his hands away. All I could hear was my heavy breathe, groaning at the loss of touch. He grasped both of my asscheeks and squeezed them. 

“I’m going to enjoy this next part. Unless there’s anything you want to tell me now.” 

“Yeah,” I said breathlessly, “There is. You need to brush your teeth, your breath stinks.” 

The silence that followed made me smile. I heard him unzip his pants and he grabbed my hair to push my head down aggressively. I then felt his tip pressing against my ass and next thing I know he’s deep inside me, thrusting hard and sharply. I let out a groan as he kept thrusting inside of me, riding my ass. He moved his hand that wasn’t forcing my head down around to my front and started milking me again. 

This time I groaned loudly, panting at how good it felt. He kept pushing deeper inside me, his dick growing harder. 

“Tell me where they are.” He repeated and I shook my head stubbornly. 

He speed up wanking my cock and I let out a high pitched sound. He started milking me in rhythm with his thrusts and sped up even more. 

I was a moaning mess and I felt like my cock had never been this sensitive. The feeling of his hand consistently stroking me, milking the cum out of me while I groaned helplessly. 

I came when his hand brushed the rope of my dick and it drooled out of me. He kept going inside me, thrusting harder and deeper while I cried out. 

He came deep inside and let out a big sigh, his cum shooting up inside of me.

He pulled out abruptly and zipped his pants back up. Without bothering to pull my own trousers back up, he sat me back down on the chair and retied my restraints. 

“I’ll be back again.” He whispered lowly in my ear before I heard his footsteps fade towards the door. 

“Hopefully with toothpaste.” I said under my breathe with a smile.