I Have No Intention Of Training The Male Leads - Chapter 6 Part 6
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06. Curiosity Kills the Cat (6)
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After what seemed like an eternity, when there was no place left untouched by the tip of the brush, it suddenly slid off his body. Callisto let out a long breath he had held back to endure the tickling. To be honest, if it weren’t for the gag, he would have made a sound. He bit down on the gag again, and prepared for the next stimulus.
But despite his resolve, the next sensation was unlike anything he had ever felt before. The brush, which was covered with something slimy, was being applied only to the parts where he reacted sensitively. Behind his ears, the nape of his neck, across his chest and under his navel, the inside of his thighs and the sides. Suddenly, a faint voice tickled his ear along with the sound of breathing.
“This is supposed to be a drug that makes you feel good. Soon, your skin will start to tingle. You’re looking forward to it, right?”
With a small whisper of breath in Callisto’s ear, Eve was soon tugging at the seams of his tattered underclothing, which hung haphazardly over his body. Discarding the underclothing effortlessly, Eve looked down with an indifferent gaze at the limp thing between Callisto’s legs, and, like a medic tending to a wound, applied the ointment to the flaccid sh*ft. Callisto wriggled his waist violently, as if trying to avoid the ticklish sensation that came in contact with his sensitive part, but he couldn’t avoid Eve’s hand.
‘Ah… Magicians don’t get baptized in church, do they… He didn’t get circumcised, so of course his foreskin is not removed… What a totally unrealistic set-up at this age.’
Looking at the natural state of the g*nitals, rather than the ones she usually saw in her past life after surgery, Eve used her finger, which held the brush, to lightly scratch the t*sticles. Once she exerted some pressure, she decided to finish applying the ointment and moved back up to hover the tip of the brush over the tiny bump of his chest.
Wincing, Callisto’s lower back responded with sensitivity. Because of the gagging, a whimper escaped from the back of his throat. Eve whispered softly while rolling the tip of the brush in a half-lying position next to Callisto.
“Feels good? You seem to like it here…? How is it? Does it feel itchy?”
“Ugh… ahh…”
“Oh, right. You can’t talk.”
Eve intentionally chuckled teasingly. The tip of the brush, like the tongue of a living creature, probed the pink ar*ola and gently teased the sensitive n*pple. Callisto’s body wriggled again. Eve’s sadism creeped up on her, feeling as if she were tormenting a small, insignificant bug.
Eve, who had been teasing his chest with the brush for a while, moved back down and spread his knees in the shape of the alphabet ?M?, digging into the space between his legs, where he couldn’t straighten his thighs or open them wide due to being restrained. His limp p*nis was now slightly hard.
The drug applied to his body was nothing special. It was a drug made from a mixture of wild grass extracts, lard, and perfumed oils that caused a mild irritation that burned and stung slightly when applied and washed off with water. If you insist on comparing it, it was similar in purpose to modern hot gels. However, if you were to experience a mild irritation while your senses were blocked, it could be overwhelming.
“The part where the drug is applied will gradually become itchy and sore. Pl*asure will mix with the drug and gradually seep through your skin… You’ll feel good. Just a little touch like this will make you aroused, and the stimulation you feel will be maximized.”
Eve said softly as she gently flicked the tip of the brush over the flesh on his sh*ft. In response, the thing between his legs jerked forward a little and swelled in size. Callisto, who was blindfolded, didn’t know that it had no effect other than tickling, so if she were to whisper that in his ear, he would think that it was an aphr*disiac that helps one get aroused. How easily the human brain can be fooled.
Callisto’s ears turned red, and he twisted his body slightly, as if trying to endure the itchiness. Despite the slight stimulation from the brush and the occasional puff of air from Eve’s lips, his m*mber continued to steadily grow in size.
Eve, who thought she had applied enough pressure, stopped the movements that were tickling his navel and firmly grasped Callisto’s p*nis with her hand. She honestly didn’t want to touch it directly with her hand, but her desire to make Callisto moan and beg for more took over, so she squeezed it, slowly pushing the skin down and peeling off the foreskin.
“Unngh, heugh! Hgh! Hnng!”
“Mmh, does it feel good?”
Forcing the sensitive flesh inside out, she scooped a generous amount of ointment onto it and applied it with the brush. Callisto’s head jerked back violently, and then he twisted his body again. Even after applying the ointment, Eve did not remove the brush and continued to tickle the tip of his gl*ns. With the direct stimulation, his p*nis quickly became erect and hardened with engorged veins appearing.
“Just a little touch and it’s already getting hard… Is it premature ej*culation? No, have you ever even done it with a woman before?”
Eve spat out a rude question. Of course, it wasn’t a question she asked to hear the answer to. Without hesitation, Eve reached out and grabbed the clean cloth pouch she’d kept at her side.
Inside the pouch was a thin silver needle with a small amethyst inlaid at the top, which she had diligently disinfected and cleaned the night before. It had tiny bumps along its sh*ft and the tip was rounded, making it look more like a miniature hair accessory than a needle.
Eve looked at the clear, viscous fl*id that had pooled at the head of his p*nis and rubbed her thumb firmly over it. The beast, whose most sensitive and delicate part of its body caught, was trembling with its leg muscles tensed. Eve spoke gently.
“It might hurt a little from now on, but you must never move recklessly. Understand? If you want to keep this thing between your legs for the rest of your life, stay still. If I mess up, I might end up cutting it off.”
Callisto’s body tensed up stiffly at the harsh content of her words that contrasted with her gentle voice. Seeing Callisto’s movements, which were trembling with tension, suddenly stop, Eve placed the rounded tip of the silver needle against the pink flesh of the bulging m*mber, satisfied. The end of the round needle gradually began to penetrate into the urethral opening. At the same time, a muffled scream erupted from within Callisto’s throat.
“Heugh! Heuughh! Keut, Keugh…!”
“Shh… just stay still… It’s halfway in now. Yes, you’re enduring it well.”
Eve held the handle of the needle with the amethyst attached to it between her fingertips and slowly turned it around, using his preejaculation as lubricant to push it inside. After a few moments, the amethyst, which matched the color of Callisto’s eyes perfectly, twinkled and stuck to the tip of his gl*ns.
Callisto barely stifled a scream and trembled as he unfilteredly accepted the sensation of an unknown object penetrating his body. His pristine skin flushed red with shame, humiliation, and a little bit of pl*asure.
At that moment, there was a painful squeezing on the bumps on both sides of his chest. Callisto’s back flinched, but the pincers pressed against his n*pples showed no sign of dropping. The sensation of fingertips pinching his flesh, and the presence of the thin needle that blocked his sensitive area, messed up his mind. Finally, unable to endure the pain, something like an animalistic whine erupted from inside the gag again.
“Ugh, huu…! Huegh…”
“Oh, my… Does it hurt a lot? You’re blubbering.”
It was just as Eve said. His eyes, hidden by the red cloth, were w*t with tears. Tears that couldn’t penetrate the cloth seeped down his cheeks through the gaps that weren’t completely attached to his skin. Suddenly, a hand slipped to the back of Callisto’s head and loosened the tight leather strap. Callisto’s lips quivered as the gag, which tasted of bitter iron, slipped out of his mouth, and he let out a scream.
“I-Immediately! Untie me now!”
“I thought that would have quieted you down a bit.”
“You damn thing, aackkk!”
“You talk too much. You’re loud, sensitive, and fussy.”
“Ahh, euut…! S-Stop…! Stooop!”
Eve indifferently tightened her grip on the silver pincers that held Callisto’s n*pple in a firm grip, pressing down harder. Tears streamed down Callisto’s cheeks again as he struggled against the pain that threatened to tear him apart.
“Please, aah! It hurts! Stop, please stop!”
“You’re not going to scream, are you?”
“Ah, aah! I-I know, I won’t…”
“If you keep getting angry and yelling, I’m going to pinch you right here again. You have to behave, got it?”
“Heugh, heut… I-I’m not going to do it, so hurry up and…!”
As Eve shook the pincers back and forth, Callisto’s voice urgently broke out. Only after two or three assurances did Eve remove the pincers from his body. Even after the pincers were removed, Callisto’s body still trembled with the lingering pain.
“Y-You’re insane… You’re out of your mind…”
“And what about you who gets an erect*on while being subjected to these insane acts?”
“What are you…!”
He heard Eve’s low, giggling voice near his face, and almost simultaneously felt rough fingers stroking lightly over his sensitive inner thigh, causing a shiver to run through his body. Callisto strained to pull his thighs together, forgetting that his legs were bound. Unfortunately, his efforts were thwarted by two rows of chains.
Eve then gently caressed his thigh before suddenly gripping his erect p*nis and squeezing hard. Callisto grunted and sucked in a breath at the reckless movement. Eve continued to whisper as she rubbed her thumb against the rigid sh*ft.
“Do you feel pain? You said your n*pples were so, so sensitive and hurting? Did you get an erect*on like this because of the pain? If I hadn’t blocked this, you would’ve just cummed.”
“No… I-It’s not like that.”
“I guess it didn’t even hurt that much? Can you feel my touch? I can feel your heart racing from here. Your c*ck is telling me how turned on you are.”
“Heu, eughh… No… It feels s-strange… Let go…!”
“Really? You really want me to let go?”
Eve’s finger reached just below his thick p*nis. A grunt escaped Callisto’s lips as her fingers rolled over his sensitive tender flesh. Eve taunted him further, enjoying his reactions.
“It hurts? You don’t like it? You want me to let go? But your p*nis…? Look at your veins, they’re bulging, it badly wants to have s*x.”
“No, I-I don’t…! Uh, huh…! Ah, ahh… L-Let go…!”
Waves of pl*asure washed over Callisto. He was locked in ecstasy, his jaw trembling with the pl*asure from Eve’s fingers. But he couldn’t let his s*men out, so the pl*asure kept building up, and as he got more aroused, his body became more and more sensitive. He wanted to scratch himself all over. But he could only be ridiculed as he wielded under Eve’s hand. Helplessness pressed down on Callisto’s breathing.
“Heuugh, ha, ah! N-No… Ah… Please…”
“Do you really not like it?”
Suddenly, Eve’s hand left Callisto’s p*nis. The pl*asure that had been rushing like a violent flood disappeared in an instant. Callisto arched his back and let out something resembling a cry. He felt so much self-contempt that he wanted to punch a hole in his own head for his momentary feeling of regret. Callisto tightly pressed his lips together.
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