A cool breeze twirling through the bed-side window caressed my body, causing me to be tickled with slight shivers. ‘The hell? Why’s it so cold?’ I thought to myself as I tried to comfort my freezing body with the heavenly warmth of a blanket.

Trying to bring my arms down, I realized that I…couldn’t..? ‘Uhh, what in the…’

“Hell…?” I whispered to myself as I slowly fluttered my sleep-coated eyes open. I blinked my blurred eyes a few times and nearly popped them out of their sockets as I looked directly down at my bare dick. I tried to pull apart my arms but they were tightly bound from the middle of my arms to my wrist by rough black rope. I instantly began to feel myself slipping into extreme panic.

My heart abused my ribcage as if it were trying to escape and my body began to grow damp with cold sweat. I darted my wavering eyes across the small bedroom, “G-Geena?! Baby?!” I swallowed an anxious gulp and was about to yell out again before my beloved walked in, instantly calming me a little.

My wide eyes ran up her fluffy and curvaceous body. She had on nothing but a black, velvety corset that defined her beautiful curves even more and pushed up her soft, full breasts, making a pale-rose like color spill over the top. “G-Ge–”

“Shhh, baby boy. You’re okay~.” She unleashed a cat-like grin before slowly crawling towards me, her gorgeous fair breasts spilling out and on full display. She grew closer, only leaving an inch between us, “W-wait, I don’t–” before anymore scrambled words could slip between my lips, Geena gave me a reassuring smile, “Remember our safe word, sweetie?”

Though my chest still twirled with nerves and my body still tense, I rummaged through my messy head. I sighed and closed my eyes. Crap, what did she say it was this time..?

I know it has something to do with some book about French lovers she’s been reading lately… a small ‘Oh!’ sound left my throat as I remembered, “It’s…Rosé, right..?” I got a little excited as her patient smile grew wider.

“Hm, that’s right, baby. Once that word slips out of your pretty mouth, I’ll instantly stop. You know you can trust me, Mike.” She pressed her puffy lips against my forehead and I swear all the panic in my body flew away, instantly. “Of course I trust you…” I say, sheepishly looking into her dark eyes, which seemed to grow even more dark as she looked down at my flushed face.

“Good~.” She quickly stood up and reached down beside her. My dick instantly grew hard, already knowing she was reaching for her famous black bag. Upon seeing how erect I was, Geena giggled, almost mockingly. She dug through her bag and pulled out…feathers??

“Uhh, feathers??” I nervously questioned. pointedly ignoring my question, Geena smirked, “Ohh, baby boy you should already know where this is going~.” She cooed, twirling the feathers between her pretty fingers. Before I could respond, she cuts me off, “You know what happens when you skip class, hmm? You get punished.”

Her voice grew dark as she glared down at me. As she slowly crawled up to me, I panicked, “W-wait…!” Before I knew it, my body exploded with an extreme ticklish sensation, “O-o-oh, my god!! Please–” I cut myself off as I busted into a fit of helpless gasps and laughter. I desperately thrusted around as the torture continued, the ropes roughly rubbed against my wrists, leaving a burning sensation, “STOP!! PLEASE!! I’M BEGGING YOU!!” I cried out, becoming very overstimulated. In response was a mocking giggle in my ear, “Aww, baby, but that’s not what your dick is saying!”

I forced open my watery eyes and she was right. My own damn dick betrayed me and is swollen with pre-cum. I was left speechless and Geena laughed in delight at my face, “You’re such a helpless cutie! Shall we continue then?” She continued but this time, she began to rub the feather against my dick. I gasped and yelled out a choked moan, my back arching off the soaked sheets.

The ropes bruising my wrist, the helplessness I felt, plus being desperate for Geena’s touch and not the light touches of the black feathers against my dick, was too much. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as a burning, hot ball grew in my stomach, causing everything to tense up, the toned muscles in my body defining. I let out a series of broken moans and sobs as my body trembled, violently, “O-oh my g– G-geena, I’m g-g-gonna–”

Suddenly, I could’ve sworn I saw the galaxy as I came, probably harder than I ever did in my whole life. “F-fuuuck.” I grunted out as my body began slightly twitching from the extreme pleasure I just went through. I opened my tear soaked eyes, only to be met with a nasty glare, “Did I say you could cum?” Geena said tightly, a frown dug into her round cheeks.

“U-um, sorry…it kind of slipped my mind..” I sheepishly peered up at her but, suddenly, she grabbed a fistful of my dark, copper hair and forced me to look directly into her burning, dark eyes. She still held the same glare, maybe even more sadistic, “You fucked up, baby boy.” She hissed.

Damnnit, I fucked up…