What could go wrong?
I still couldn't believe it, after days of waiting at home, recovering from my last arcade visit, I still couldn't believe that someone had tormented me that badly.. in PUBLIC. Anyone could have walked around that corner and seen me being humiliated. I kept rationalising that the high score on that game was worth it. No one was bound to take it anytime soon but what if they did? All my effort would have been for nothing...
It's been just under a week, it's a weekday again and I figured if I go on a different day, my bully is less likely to be at the arcade at the same time as me, right? I should be safe and I just needed to check the high score and then I could leave straight away. I would be in the arcade for maybe less than 5 minutes in the middle of a random weekday. I thought I couldn't be more safe...
I walked past the arcade doors a few times, glancing in as nonchalantly as possible while trying to count the amount of people in there. Unfortunately, the arcade was poorly lit so I couldn't get a real count any of the times I walked past, and I kept getting these weird glances as I paced back and forth so I just decided to brave it and slowly charged in.
I must of looked like a freak, speedwalking straight to the back of the arcade, but it didn't matter, nothing could beat the humiliation from last week. I marched and I marched, past all the other machines until I reached the back corner, making the last turn until I was in front of my machine from last week. I had to wait for the screen to cycle through the main menu, the intro, until it finally reached the high score screen... and I was still at the top!
I breathed a massive sigh of relief, it was like all my anxiety and stress just melted away and I realised I cared more about losing my highscore than meeting my bully again. Well that made sense, I had endured all that torment just for the highscore so keeping it meant the world to me. I felt a lot better and stepping out of the dark corner, I looked around and realised there was actually quite a few people here today, people I hadn't even noticed as I charged through the arcade.
My heart at ease and filled with confidence, I decided as long as the arcade was decently populated, there was no harm in playing a few games, right? I walked around, my head on a swivel before I hopped on each game, and everything was great for a long while, I was winning a bunch of tickets and having a great time. Finally I sat down at one of those coin pusher's where you try and push as many coins off as possible and build up a tower when you jackpot, I realised how close one of the sides was to jackpotting and thought if I pumped $100 in, I could build a huge tower and get a massive ticket payout.
I took my time, carefully aiming each coin so it would land in an optimal spot and get me closer and closer to that tower jackpot until finally I pushed off the last jackpot token I needed. The wheel spun round and round and landed on the MASSIVE JACKPOT TOWER - 270 LINES part of the wheel. This was huge! That was like 10000 tickets by itself, and I still had so much money left over to actually push the tower to the edge and dunk it into my winning zone.
I had become so focused on my coin pusher jackpot, I didn't even notice that all of the other patrons had cleared out, most likely for lunch, leaving me once again, alone, in a dark corner...
And like a spirit summoned through ritual, my bully found me.
I felt hands on my waistband once again, except this time, it was yanked outwards, making a gap big enough for my bully to pour A CUP OF ICE down the back of my pants! The sudden cold intrusion against my crack and taint caused me to yelp and stand up, my hands flying back but I was too slow. In one swift motion, hands grabbed the side of my shorts shucking them down away from my butt, pantsing me, as they then grabbed the back of my undies, yanking them up with the ice into a FROSTY WEDGIE.
The ice pressed against my everything, crushing and freezing my balls and hole, I could feel the ice shifting around as my bully bounced my undies a little bit. I turned my head to confront him and was met with this 6'3 adonis, broad shoulders, dark hair and beard. He was like a lumberjack out of a gay fantasy. He had a wicked grin on his face as he clearly enjoyed my torment. I looked down to see him palming a MASSIVE bulge in his jeans that ran halfway down his leg... he was getting off on this!
I wanted to chew him out but any words I could think of felt weak in our current position, me quivering in my briefs and him stroking his growing bulge over his pants. I had to fix myself first so I bent over to pull up my shorts, causing my FROSTY WEDGIE to stretch further into my ass, when I was interrupted by a SMACK on my cheeks. I yelped once more and almost jumped in the air by how hard my bully had spanked me, the ice in my undies jumbling around everywhere.
He had stepped up his humiliation game, first it was just wedgies, now spanking? I feared what more could come and began my awkward shuffle away when he stepped forward, his hand grabbing my stool as he went to sit down... on my machine! Right! I had forgotten the whole reason he started tormenting me last time was because he wanted a turn on the machine I was playing, now he was going to steal my jackpot! I had to make a decision, run away from my hard earned tickets or stay and be tormented until I was winner once more...
My body decided for me as I saw him reach into his pocket, probably to pull out his card so he could claim the machine! I dashed back into place, turning around and putting my hands on the controls, dropping coins into the coin pusher once more. What I had failed to realise was that he wasn't grabbing a wallet or any game related item, he was pulling out his next tool of torture he had planned for me.
I felt the ice slowly melt and drip down my thighs, soaking my briefs as the cotton painfully crushed my taint and balls, luckily, this wedgie wasn't as high as the last time he wedgied me so the pain was bearable. As I dropped another jackpot ball into the wheel, I felt a hand reach out and press against my ice-filled underwear, pushing it against my crack and hole as he started rubbing it vigorously into me. It was so cold but was made worse when a CRACK against my ass cheeks caused me to double over in pain.
It wasn't his hand, this time he was SPANKING me with a WOODEN RULER, like in the old days! CRACK CRACK CRACK against each cheek as he bounced my ass with the ruler, like he was playing the drums, each smack shifting the ice around but also making the wedgie much less painful at the same time. All the ice had almost melted through my underwear at this point, my body heat and his hand rubbing it caused it to pool and drip down my thighs, until finally, no ice was left and his hand was just rubbing against my crack.
My jackpot tower inched closer to the end zone but it was still far off enough that I knew I would be enduring torment for a while longer, as the spanks kept raining down on my asscheeks. I would be lucky to be able to sit down normally after this. How was no one coming into the store? Where were the staff? How was this bully able to torture me alone for so long?
Finally, the spanks stopped and my legs gave a shake in relief, my knees almost buckling under the pain. I needed to sit down but there was nowhere for me to take a seat, my bully had taken the stool away from me and I couldn't leave the controls otherwise I could kiss my jackpot goodbye. I looked around, maybe there was a chair I could reach with my legs.
Wait a minute, the spanks had stopped and no other torture had begun.. maybe my bully had left? Was I free? I turned my around to look behind me and he was still there but his pants were down too! He was just sitting in his undies, rubbing his massive bulge through them as I could see stains of precum near where the tip ended. It was even bigger than I thought as I ended up staring while he rubbed faster and faster, he was using the ruler to lightly caress his huge balls while he rubbed the shaft... was he going to cum?
I turned back around, not wanting him to catch me looking, especially if he was about to cum, i wanted him to forget about my presence but it was too late. His hands reached out once more to grab my waistband and hike it up my back, stretching further and further as I was slightly lifted off the ground. Gravity and cotton was all I feel against my cock and balls but the burn against my ass was nothing compared to the spanking. I feared he would give me an atomic wedgie and blind me again but this time, he stopped about 3/4 of the way up my back and slid the ruler through my legholes. Oh no...
He TWISTED the ruler around and around, giving me a PROPELLER WEDGIE as the fabric of my undies stretched to its limits, I could practically taste cotton at this point. My knees buckled under the pain and pressure, it felt like my balls were being forced inside of me as the cotton disappeared between my asscheeks like floss. You could see the outline of my bulge as all my goods were being presented to the world, I was rock hard, was I also enjoying this? He kept twisting, more and more until finally the ruler was locked in place, and my now thong was trapped up my backside.
It was over, I couldn't keep focusing on playing while I could barely stand, I couldn't even see the floor of the coin pusher to know where to shoot my coins. That's when I felt his hands on my propeller, tugging it upwards, causing me to rise from the floor with it, clutching my balls as he placed me on his lap!
His rock hard bulge was pressed into my ass as he scooted the stool forward, each movement causing him to dry hump against me as he brought us back within range of the machine. I put my hands back on the machine, dropping coins once more as I sat on his crotch. The fabric between us barely keeping his monster cock away from my asshole as he rubbed it up and down my crack.
Now that I was sitting, I could see the coins again but my focus was all over the place, between the PROPELLER WEDGIE and my bully now HUMPING himself to completion, I had so many failed coins it wasn't funny. Luckily, I had enough money, I should still be able to get the jackpot tower to fall.
He reached around my waist to grab the front of my undies, tugging them up into a MELVIN WEDGIE, I cried out as my balls were getting destroyed even further, causing me to wince and gyrate on his cock. He kept doing little tugs, forcing me to bounce my covered ass on his covered cock. He started lowly moaning against me, timing his thrusts with my hips, causing his cock to press deep into the fabric. I was terrified if he pulled hard enough, my underwear would rip and expose my hole to him, he was clearly getting off on my ass but would he go all the way if he could?
After a couple of minutes of this action, I could feel his cock swelling against me, stretching both our undies even further as he grabbed the propeller again with one hand and started giving me a SEE-SAW WEDGIE, shaking my ass even faster against him. He bit HARD into my shoulder as he moaned and pressed himself as hard as he could against me, warmth spreading across my crack as I could fill him fill the inside of his underwear. This guy really used me to get himself off! I couldn't believe it!
He pulled my wedgie once more and lifted me off his lap so he could get off the stool, plonking me back down, the cool metal felt nice against my red, raw ass as I breathed a sigh of relief. Thinking my torment was over and I was free to collect my jackpot, the tower almost reaching the edge, this was the most exciting part! Watching the tower fall as the tickets counted up. I relaxed slightly but realised I hadn't heard my bully walk away.
My questions were soon answered as I felt him fiddling with my propeller wedgie, was he undoing it? No it felt more like he was hooking something onto it, he tugged it a couple more times before I felt him pull HARD ON IT, stretching it further up my back but this time it was different. He had taken off his own undies and hooked them onto the ruler and was now stretching them into a COMBINATION PROPELLER ATOMIC WEDGIE, my ass was in agony once more but to make matters worse, the part he stretched over my face was FILLED WITH HIS CUM. I gagged and coughed as he pressed his own man juice into my eyes, nose and mouth, his musk filling my senses. I couldn't see anything but all I heard was a big CRASH against the screen. NOO, the tower had fallen and here I was, blinded by another mans cum-filled underwear while my own undies were torturing all of my private places.
My hands grasped feebly at the cloth covering my face but the cum only caused things to be sticky and hard to grasp, I could do nothing but listen to the sound of tickets counting up and my bully laughing as he walked away from me, once more leaving me embarrased and humiliated at the arcade.
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