By @reconkayar and @mmmph82

Part 8 – Edging

Ari and Nathan have escorted Ken to the second padded room. Ben follows them.  Once they get into the room, Nathan shuts the door behind and dims the lights.  The walls are bright white, as is the floor – in this room it has white rubber matting with a floor drain – and Nathan wants to soothe Ken, not assault his eyes.

He slides the hood off of Ken, and Ken takes in the surroundings. His arms are still bound in a rope harness, and he has a multi layered cowboy bandanna gag on.

In front of him is a strange looking chair, and it startles Ken. It’s a seat with fixed recline, but on a metal frame with a curved seat bottom. Padded frame components stretch out in a V from the seat, and it seems to Ken it’s meant to be sat in with legs spread.  There are curved pads beneath where the thighs go, and upholstered pads on the lower parts, above the foot pads, where calves could slip into. The leg pockets half-remind Ken of a massage chair at the mall, but this looks much more diabolical than anything he’s seen before.

The room is a whole other experience.  It is certainly a padded cell, insulated from noise. In fact, all ambient noise is gone, and Ken wonders if he’ll be kept prisoner there.  His heart is starting to thump with concern.

Nathan comes around in front of him. “Ken, you’ve been such a champ through this whole escape. We’re at a friend’s mountain bondage retreat right now, which is where we felt we’d all be safest ’til things calm down.

“Denny is next door getting treatment for the dissonance he’s experiencing between being with caring captors like us and feeling like he’s been abducted.  It’s tearing him up, and we have Chad working with him by VR.  But I promise you nothing like that is happening in here.

“You’ve had to be in a lot of bondage, and we can see that you’re something of a bondage guy, whether you already knew it or not.  Your dick is giving you away, bro.  I hope I’m not blowing your mind right now.

“So if we keep tying you up as we have been, you’re going to get terrible blue balls unless we give you some release. So Ari thought you might get something out of a ride in the edging chair. Have you been in one before?”

Ken shakes his head no.

Do you know what edging is? (pause … no)

Ari and Nathan are gobsmacked, and their faces show it.  “No?  NO??” says Nathan. “Well then!  But you HAVE been tied up and gagged before this?”

(vigorous yes)

Ari claps his gloved hands together and rubs his gloves – this is going to be the BEST, he thinks to himself.

“Well, Ken, get ready for a revelation. We’re going to get you stripped and change your gag. Trust me, you’re going to want that gag. But this isn’t pain play.

“Basically, here’s what’s going to happen.  You’ll get tied up in this chair. Gagged of course, as I just said. And what’s going to happen is your cock is going to get stroked.  Slowly at first and then pick up a bit, ’til your’re as aroused as possible.

“And then it will pause for a bit and you’ll catch your breath, before you cum.

“And then it’ll start again. You’re going to be brought to the edge and left there, several times, as long as you can stand the pleasure and frustration – well maybe a little longer than you can stand,” Nathan says as he smirks a bit, “you won’t be permitted to cum. It’ll be agonizing but it won’t hurt. And finally, when you’re ready, you’ll be jacked all the way and get to shoot. Don’t worry about mess, we can hose down this whole room and certainly the apparatus.

“Ari will do the honors,” Nathan finishes.

Ken’s eyes widen to saucers.

“Ben, let’s try the silicone gag here too. Do we have a second one?” Nathan asks.

“Way ahead of you, boss,” Ben replies, “but let’s strip him and position him first.” Ben comes forward, snips off the tight T shirt they had just given him and pulls it away. Now the hemp rope is right on his skin, and it feels surprisingly sexy.

There are a couple stools on casters, and Ken sits on one before lifting one foot at a time and letting Ari remove his boots.  They pull his jeans off, and he has a jockstrap underneath, which they leave on. Then Ari restores his boots, and they move him to the edging chair.

As he lowers Ken into the chair, Ben is behind it adjusting Ken’s arms so the narrow back of the chair slides between Ken’s back and his roped arms.  Instantly Ken is effectively bound to the chair.

Ari makes some adjustments and positions Ken’s legs with feet resting on the foot pads and to fit into the calf guards. Thigh pads flip up to hold the sides of his quads in a very light squeeze.

Now it’s time for the gag. Ben undoes the knots and takes Ken’s bandanna gag out. He massages Ken’s jaw with his leather gloves and gives Ken a good long sniff of his gloved hands, something he’s learned Ken greedily loves.

After this Ben wields the black Silencilicone gag in front of Ken’s mouth and says, “This will feel weird, but listen carefully and we’ll fit it in properly.  You’ll be comfortable once it’s in.”

Ken gets his tongue into the tongue compartment and bites down on the mouth guard. Ben tucks the gum guard and ball behind Ken’s lips, and he is instantly helpless to speak.

Now Ben has a sleek leather muzzle to put on.  It has no gag, and the straps are not as massive as the Silencer, but it’s perfect over Ken’s already-plugged mouth, and when buckled tight has a sleek, smooth black-leather look, and it creaks satisfyingly as Ken adjusts his jaw.

Ken is fully restrained now, arms bound with rope, legs fixed in padded cradles, mouth gagged with silicone and muzzled with leather. He is helpless and completely turned on, and his hard cock is popping out of his jock.

Ari is looking at him as if he is a four-course meal. And he’s fishing in his bag of toys and laying out favorites that he might consider using in the process.

Nathan wants to health check Ken before he leaves the scene to monitor both captives back on the computer, so he walks over to Ken and pats his chest, rolling one nip between his finger and thumb gently.  “You good, Ken?” he asks.

Ken groans through the gag and nods (Yes).

“Warm enough?” (Yes) “Good, I turned up the temp.”

“Everything nice and tight?” (vigorous yes) “Gag okay?” (Yes) “A little weird, though?” (Yes)

“Ready to cum?” (Yes!)

“Now, now, now,” Ari says, don’t RUSH him” (it comes out “rosh”).

“You’re in capable hands – I should say – capable GLOVES, Ken.  Good luck, make it count,” Nathan says, and then he leaves the room.

Ari’s toys include a silicone ball stretcher, a silicone cock sling, nipple clamps on a chain, a cock block for frotting, a Fleshlight, and a few other things Ken doesn’t recognize.

There’s also a large size bottle of lube, which Ari is now drizzling on Ken’s erect cockhead, ready to get stroking. He is seated on his stool, tracing the length of Ken’s whole cock with gloved fingertips, watching Ken’s face and his breathing through the gag. Ari wants this to be a full-body experience, but start and finish with the cock. So he keeps the fingertip action up for a couple minutes and attempts to get Ken as hard as possible.

***

It’s well over an hour later, and the edging session with Ken has proceeded. Ari has stroked Ken to three near-climaxes and succeeded in preventing every one of them.

Ken’s cock is red and throbbing, and he’s feeling the need to cum so badly. The silicone gag is diabolical and completely keeps him from speaking intelligibly. He’s completely given up trying to be quiet – he moans and howls into his gag, alternately pleading, sobbing, and roaring, depending on what Ari is doing to him. The snug leather muzzle keeps the gag in place and muffles his protests effectively, and if Ari is annoyed by his gagtalk, he certainly doesn’t show it.

Ari has been lustily experimenting with different ways to stimulate Ken. And seeming to enjoy the latitude to experiment. He’s found a few undiscovered erogenous zones on Ken’s body, using his tongue to prospect. Ken’s navel is one of the surprises on that score.

He’s exchanged pit smells with Ken, and got more response that way than he expected. He’s made use of the nipple clamps and the silicone cock sling. When this orgasm comes, Ari is determined, it will be epic.

He’s also done up the straps over his thigh and calf nooks, so his mobility is that much more limited.  The tighter Ken’s bondage, the stiffer his cock seems to get.

Having just denied Ken an orgasm, Ari decides on deploying his secret weapons – the 22-inch kind climbing up his lower legs.  He pulls the stool around behind the edging chair and raises it a couple feet up in the air, so that Ari can sit at a level above and sit astride of Ken’s head and neck with his hypnotizing black Wesco boots dangling down on either side of Ken’s muzzled head and coming to rest against his chest.

“A boot sandwich, with a side of leather glove, yeh?” Ari takes both gloves and rubs Ken’s muzzle face all over.  Ken moans and moans through his gag.

Seeing another game in the offing, Ari starts gently swinging his dangling boots.  The leather ankle tweak at each of Ken’s nipple clamps, one after the other and then back again. Ken’s moan through his gag turns into a growl.

Ari notices his legs begin to tremble and he doesn’t want a ruined orgasm for Ken, so he decides this is the moment.

He quickly ropes the D ring on Ken’s muzzle down, attaching it to the chair back, immobilizing his head entirely. More immobile, more inescapably gagged, and just that much more erect now. That one little rope has had a major effect on Ken, who is turned on by immobilization of his head and the additional pressure on his gag.  He can no longer look down at the floor, and the helplessness is overwhelming. Ari lowers the stool and rolls it back around, pulls up to Ken from the front, and gets into position.  He raises his right boot up to Ken’s crotch, and using his hand to lift Ken’s balls, gently slips the toe of his boot underneath Ken’s genitals so the balls are resting on his boot leather.

Next he reaches for the dangling chain attached to Ken’s nips.  Ari extends the chain toward himself, and it is long enough for him to hold in his teeth with just a little pressure on the nips, and more stretch for them if he leans back just a little.  Ken is so overstimulated, he’s nearly sobbing.

Ken looks ahead at Ari and he can hardly believe it – his own mind is exploding with sensation, and he almost can’t absorb the full magic of Ari’s sexual wizardry. He regards Ken with a smirk, and the smell of his sweat mixes with the leather. It’s intoxicating. Ken’s own balls are resting on THAT boot – the boot that hypnotizes him with its extravagant black leather masculinity, the boot whose smell still lingers in his nostrils. It’s the boot Ken has fantasized about since he first saw then on other leathermen, but he didn’t know how much until he saw it on Ari.  If it weren’t for the distracting pull on his nips, he’d want to sit there and gaze at Ari’s leather pants and boots forever.

Ari lubes up his hand and grips lightly as he slides from the base of Ken’s cock to its tip.  Ken moans.

Moans give way to growls. and within a minute or so, Ken is roaring, and the leather muzzle is squeaking as Ken struggles, gagged, against it.  His thighs tremble in their restraints and Ari can tell it’s time. Ken’s cock begins to spurt, and Ari grips him HARD – so hard Ken winces, and he feels that feeling – that STING, deep into the roots of his cock, as his cum erupts. Ari relaxes his grip after the spurt but doesn’t release, instead shaking the hard cock in his hands so fast it’s more like a vibration, and Ken feels himself spurting forth a second time.  As this ejaculation starts to subside, Ari shifts the grip to just his forefinger and thumb, slides them down Ken’s shaft to the base of his cock and squeezes one last time HARD, causing Ken to squirt a third time. Ken is transported. Nothing like this has ever happened to his body before.  Ever.

All this time Ken has been unconsciously pulling at his tight rope harness, muzzle, and leg restraints.  He’s pouring forth sweat, and he’s completely exhausted all of a sudden.  But he’s got a ways to go before his heart rate and breathing come down.

Ari starts polishing Ken’s head a little as the last climax finishes, and Ken thrashes and moans with oversensitivity.  Ari has been known to continue this sort of thing at length, but this time was already a lot of intensity for Ken, so he tries to take it easy on him.

He pulls a towel up off the floor, towel’s Ken’s cock off a bit, which makes Ken feel soooooooo good, and then he comes around to Ken from behind, wraps his arms around Ken’s tightly bound body, lets his gloves come to rest on Ken’s leather muzzle, and hugs him. He rocks back and forth just slightly to soothe him, waiting until the heart rate and breathing stabilize.

Once that has happened, Ari releases Ken from the hug, giving a good gloved rub to his face through the muzzle, which he then unties from the chair, relaxing the pressure on Ken’s gag. Ari walks around to his front, quickly releases the clamps and lets Ken moan as he adjusts to the blood rushing back in.  After that moan, Ari puts his hands on his slim, leather-clad hips and says to Ken:

“Well, Ken, just in case you were wondering…”

“THAT’s edging.”

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Thanks to @JarheadTop for review and edits.