I hear a call coming from the bedroom telling me to come in. I open the door and the room is pitch black. The the door shuts behind me and immediately hands take me from behind and are grab my chest and thigh. Susan lets out a giggle so I know its her as she nips at the back of my neck and kisses me. I try to turn around to return the favor but she prevents it and she keeps me in position, in line. Slowly she inches me to the bed kissing me and grabbing my naughty bits along the way. As I get closer to the bed I can smell a plastic smell almost like a beach ball and I instantly know what that is. There is a tarp across our bed and the thought of what comes next makes my pants even tighter. How about one of those rain checks I owe you She says oh fuck yes I think.

We both get onto the bed; the cheap plastic below us crinkles and crunches with every movement. She resumes kissing and fondling me from behind remaining anonymous. After shes had her fill of teasing me with kisses me she asks me how bad I want her. At this moment the anticipation is so high I nearly burst out loud I want to be in you so badly but I dont. Instead I play coy and ask her how bad SHE wants it. She responds Wong answer! Youve been a bad boy and cant have me. You are to be punished. This is all part of her little game I think to myself... I already can guess what the plastic below us is for. I agree I have been MAY of been bad and ask her what she going to do about it. She tells me to get on all fours like a good dog and keep my hands on the bed frame at all times or else. I reluctantly agree to these terms as its a very compromising position to be in what is she planning to do to me?.. Im thinking to myself. I feel a set of hands run down my body and inner thighs from behind and all my leg furs seem to stand up. She stops for a moment and reaches over for something. The next thing I feel is the band of the back of my pants stretch open and the plastic of a bottle placed just inside the ridge of my pants. I can feel the devious smile on her face. she knows I want her to squeeze that bottle as hard as she can sending a stream down my backside and all my sensitive bits. But she does not give it up that easily. She teases me I think Ill just leave his here for a bit and go back to teasing you some more. Maybe dont deserve this. You seem to listen so well now she says. I assure her I deserve whats coming to me and that been a bad little thing and should be punished. I call her a fucking tease and a whore and that sets her off. She gives the bottle a huge squeeze and feel a huge rush of chocolate syrup floods down my crack and back side. The feeling of the cold goo sets off fireworks in every way imaginable, I cant explain why She drains half the damn bottle moving it side to side sure to cover my whole ass. I can feel the ooze slipping down my pants and slowly teasing every single hair on my ass and legs as it drips downward. She gives my ass a few good spanks for good measure sending the chcolate everywhere inside. I feel so vulnerable and degraded, I dont want to show that I am enjoying any bit of this, although she already knows so I fight the urge to moan and take my punishment while she takes the pleasure in the control. Fuck her I think to myself. Its going to take more than this to break me.

When she has her fill (pun intended) she asks for me to sit back up and keep faced away from her. As I sit up I can feel my ass squish onto my chocolate covered pants. She picks up where she left off, kissing, licking and nibbling the back of my neck being good to me again. Thats when I feel one hand tucking in the back of my shirt into my pants. She then places one hand in the middle of my back and I feel the plastic bottle again, this time on the back of my neck. She sends a stream of chocolate dripping down the inside of my shirt collecting by her hand on the back of my shirt. She squeezes the bottle till nothing is left. She then squishes her hand on my back and a sea of chocolate gushes inside my shirt teasing all the micro fur on my back as it drips all the way down pooling where she tucked my shirt in. She continues to kiss the back of my neck pressing against my back so I can feel her curves, whispering dirty things in my ear. She knows I love it and wants me to beg for it. I play along with her game and tell her she needs to do better than that. I can hold on

Insulted by this, she grabs something to blind fold me with and orders me to lay down. I lay down on my back side which is soaked in chocolate top to bottom and is almost too much to bare alone. I am almost ready to give up at this point. All the filth in my clothes feels like I am lying down in a pool of creamy chocolate, a fantasy come true... She lets me writher in it a moment before getting on top of me and kissing my chest slowly working her way to my neck so she can blind fold me. She asks me if I am going to be a good little slut. I tell her no Im not her slut. She than says ok and proceeds to grab my arms and tie me down to the bed posts. I dont even want to fight it. She asks me again and I tell her yes this time. What can I do now? The anticipation is making it harder and harder to hold on. I feel like I am going to explode at any moment but she wont let that happen. Not till she has had all her fun now, this I know.

I sense her reach over for another bottle of chocolate, and then I feel her open the brim of my pants and give the bottle a big squeeze. The contents go all over my legs and rock hard throbbing penis which is just drooling to be touched. She keeps squeezing and squeezing the bottle till my pants insides are drenched in gooeyness and then proceeds to the bottom of my pants. She sticks her hands in and drags down the chocolate goo that was all around my inner thighs down my legs to my toes raking every hair with it. I have to grit my teeth. my load is about to be shot off in my pants at his point. I cant stop the throbbing. I let out a few uncontrollable moans and gasps. She asks me Whats that babe? Cant hold on much longer? I have not even touched that part yet with a giggle. I cringe because I know she is right. Her hands are just running down my legs and the chocolate soaked clothes are sticking so tightly to my skin it already has me at a breaking point and she has not even stroked me yet. I will do anything for it at this point. I want to explode. She can easily tell this. I try to stay strong She knows I cant.
She sits herself down right on top of where my dick is inside of my pants I feel the chocolate squish all over inside as she does this and I almost explode right then. I can feel the smile again through my blindfold. She knows exactly what she is doing to me. The conflicted feeling I have of holding back from blowing so she does not discover how good of a job she is doing. And that every button was pushed the right way Its almost impossible at this point She lifts my shirt, takes the cap off and spills the remaining chocolate in bottle all over my chest and stomach in every direction. I feel like a perverted canvas and she reminds me of that fact with each gasp I make. Without smearing any of what she just put on me, she pulls my shirt back over me covering up the filth inside. I cant feel the chocolate on my chest anymore because of the shirt, but I know its there.

She says I dont think you deserve this next bit my little play thing as she slowly grinds my penis as a tease through my goo soaked pants. I can feel her feeding off me, almost getting off as much as I am. Almost.. She knows I am broken now. Please I beg her, please finish this. I want it so badly Make me feel the shame This triggers her to come down hard onto my chest I feel all the chocolate squish hard and the slippery feeling drives me wild. I can feel the outline of her perfect body seamlessly through my soaked shirt, tits mashed against me, abs hard pressed against mine as she squishes and grinds me. I can hear the goo as it mushes around our chests. Her whole body grinds me faster and harder. The slippery clothes filled with mess feels like Im in a pool of chocolate with her. At last she sticks her hand down my pants and strokes me faster and faster till I cant hold on anymore. I explode and let out a cry of relief. She stays on top of me and writhers on my messy body while I catch my breath and come back down to reality. It takes a little while but I come back down. I also realize that she did break me God damn it I think to myself. Also how degraded, exploited, and weird I feel about my fetish now that the moment has passed The show is over and I hope she just accepts me for what I am. A freak I can never know for sure We shower off and all the time shes looking at me with those devious eyes knowing full on the control she had over me for that brief time. That I was completely hers for the taking I look forward to finding a way of repaying the favor and getting my dignity back somehow