Imagine…
Everyone in Chi Cheng’s life applauds him for sheltering Suo Wei, the infamous boy whose parents are never around. Admiring how he pampers to his every need, spoiling him with everything and anything that he wants. Though, what happens behind closed doors, stays behind closed doors. What they don’t see is the poisonous mind games Chi Cheng has played with the boy. How his hands always touch the boys delicate skin, in ways they are not meant to. Lingering enough to feel the muscles quiver. Or, how he’s corrupt Suo Wei so much, that the boy is like a lost puppy without him. He always clings to his leg, fearing that maybe one day Chi Cheng would leave him like everyone else. That’s why he always does what the older man tells him to do…and that’s how he found himself in a horrible predicament. It was strange that Mr. Chi kept pressuring him to drink so much water. But, in his small, naive mind he believed the elder is only looking after him. Because, that’s what Mr. Chi tells him. ‘I have to keep you hydrated, if you aren’t, how will you grow to be strong and healthy like me,” Though, something was very wrong. The moment he announced he needed to use the restroom, Mr. Chi guided him to his bedroom. Binding his wrists to the head board, and stripping him of any decency he has, with the sole exception of his panties. He was anxious, and didn’t really understand what was happening. Yet, as Mr. Chi guides the small black, vibrating instrument between his legs, pressing it against his cunt - his mouth remains sealed. He lets Mr. Chi torture him with the vibrator, until he can feel his abdomen growing tight, and his panties soaking through with immense arousal. His mind slowly breaks under Mr. Chi’s praises, and the constant, burning pressure of his bladder. With every pulse of pleasure against his swollen clit, he can feel his bladder threatening to burst. It’s just a shame that Mr. Chi tells him to hold it, that he needs to be a good boy, or else. Suo Wei is afraid what would happen if he misbehaved, the last time Mr. Chi didn’t stop until his body was limp, and his throat burned from his pleading screams. So, once more, he remains quiet. Wrists aching, his clit weeping from the constant vibration, and his entrance pulsing with the need to be filled until his mind is empty - floating on the edge of a different realm. There was only one issue…he could feel warm liquid slowly trickling out, and hear the soft huff of disapproval expelling from Mr. Chi’s chest. Maybe he had let his brain dull a little too much…