MY KINKY AUNT (PART 5)

She had a bit of trouble pulling Jason’s little Green briefs off, his cock had got so swollen, but she finally managed to pull them down over his legs and over his bound ankles.

“There…much better freeing this…(reaching out with her hand to tightly grasp Jason’s cock) Mmmm much better.” She started to slowly stroke the hard shaft and Jason didn’t even try to contain himself and he moaned. Just then his Aunt’s kinky “partner in crime” slipped a metal cock ring over the tip of his cock and down snugly to the base of the rock hard penis. Jason gasped as the tall woman then knelt down on the bed and lowered her hot mouth over the tip and flicked her tongue out and in over his cock slit. His cock expanding even more, if that was possible ,and making the cock ring tighten painfully around the base. The woman smiled and backed away and gave the costumed teen’s wang a playful slap with the palm of he hand.

“You are in deep trouble boy wonder.” she said in a most wonderfully sinister voice. “We are going to tirture you until you cry for mercy.” Jason gulped and thought to himself. “I am not going to last long!” He watched with a mix of excitement and trepidation as his Aunt’s friend started to take various strange tools and device sout of her large bag and lay them out on the end of the bed and on the big wood dressor. The two women excitedly discussing each item. They finally settled on a pair of black latex gloves which had small rubber spikes on the palm and along the fingers of the glove. Each woman put on a glove and then climbled back up on the bed on each side of the wide eyed Jason.

Together they started to run their gloved hand along Jason’s cock and massaging his balls. It felt amazing to jason and he bucked and moaned loudly. Both women enjoying his torment. “Hahaaaa squirm all you want blunder boy. Your torment is just beginning little Robin. And no Batman in sight.” chuckled his aunt. Pausing from her torturous hand job to light a fresh cigarette and just sitting for a moment and puffing on her cigarette and watching her friend run the spiked glove over her nephew’s cock and ball sack. Snickering and occassionally blowing a wash of smoke over the bound and helpless teen. Jason was of course loving every single second of his torture.

(To those patiently waiting for me to continue this story my apoligizes…just been insanely busy and dealing with some tough family stuff so bear with me!)