Gloves of Sin
by Marcomay

When I awoke my throat was sore from being strangled by Baroness V. I was also still dizzy from being suffocated. But she had let me live. I was soaked with sweat…and my wrists and ankles were now shackled to a long table.

As I struggled to regain my senses, Baroness V walked around me, laughing. She was as alluring and powerful as ever. “Are you thirsty, slave? Would you like something to drink perhaps…something acidic and pungent?” I watched Baroness V reach for a goblet that she wantonly placed beneath her crotch, pulling aside her leather thong. She let her sacred piss flow into the goblet…slowly at first, then in a steadier stream, smiling at me and closing her eyes with pleasure and release. I was hypnotized, watching the hot liquid flow from her body. She finished pissing and pried open my mouth…She slowly poured the liquid down my throat…It burned as I swallowed it. My throat was swollen and painful from the strangulation and gagging but I drank anyway. Her golden nectar was acidic and made me gag at first, but then I welcomed my Baroness’s piss…I gulped it, gorged myself on it. It was an honor to drink her liquid waste.

Baroness V smiled as I swallowed her liquid, her rouged eyes alive with power. “Mmmmm, now that you’ve quenched your thirst, I’m going to treat you to a special kind of delicious torture. I’m going to use a collection of my gloves to masturbate you…to soak each pair of my gloves with your pre-cum without allowing you to ejaculate. It will be so much fun.”

The Baroness took out a large mahogany box and opened it. She removed a pair of white lace gloves, studded with small beads. “These are Italian wedding gloves, slave Marco. Wait until you feel the beads along your sensitive cock.” She slowly put on the gloves and began running her gloved hands along my naked thighs…the feeling of the beads made me gasp and groan loudly, which echoed in the room. My cock slowly became engorged with blood as she stimulated my erection. “Mmmmm, look how your worthless cock swells with excitement.”

Barones V—how I adored her--then switched her stroking directly to my cock, running the beads of the gloves along the bulging veins of my erect penis…she rubbed and stroked and flicked her tongue on my cock flesh. Soon I could feel pre-cum tickling inside the tip and it began to drool out…she expertly stroked and pushed out more pre-cum…kept coaxing it out until I could hear the squish of her strokes…As I squirmed and struggled, Baroness V slid a steel ring down my swollen cock to its base. “This will help keep you from cumming, from relieving yourself. Oooooo, look how my gloves are becoming soaked with your seminal fluid. Do you appreciate how skillful I am at not letting you cum, slave? Are you enjoying it? Ha Ha!”

“Ohhhh, yyyyes, Baroness V, you are torturing me so much...Do you realize how you are overpowering me…I don’t know if I can take it…”

My all-powerful Goddess and Baroness just laughed and wiped my pre-cum on her beautiful breasts, which were popping out of her tight leather corset. Then she removed the wedding gloves and slowly slid on a different pair, working her fingers in deliberately.

“These are the softest lambskin gloves that money can buy. Wait until you feel the sensation of slick soft leather sliding along your swollen penis.” She wiggled her strong fingers inside the gloves, then expertly stroked me, pushing yet more pre-cum from my cock…”It’s hard to believe you have so much pre-cum, slave…your prostate must be working so hard,” she teased. She stroked and stroked, alternating between rubbing my shaft and squeezing my swollen balls…kneading them and stroking me, smiling and laughing as I squirmed and moaned--“Please, Baroness,” I cried helplessly, “please allow me release…please…please…please let me cum!”

The Baroness just laughed, watching in her full-length mirror, admiring her powerful body, holding her gloved hands up to my face so I could see how soaked they were with my fluid…soft, wet lambskin gloves sliding and teasing me into a state of insane lust.

“Now it’s time to switch again. This time, a pair of shiny blue satin gloves…How smooth they are and they fit me like a second skin. How do they feel on your sensitive cock flesh, slave Marco?”

They felt so amazing…cool and smooth at first, then I heard the familiar squishing sound as she again soaked them with my pre-cum…how it ran out, how it kept flowing…she kept stroking and rubbing me incessantly, stopping just before I could cum, allowing the ring to bite into the base of my swollen cock, choking off any satisfaction…my body lifted in desire and anticipation, but then she would stop and watch my cock bob up and down with my heart beat, shiny with my seminal fluid, the pee hole wide open, unable to spurt…I hissed and whimpered, clenching my fists.

After a time, Baroness V removed the satin gloves. “Now, my dear sweet Marco, I will finish you off with the most erotic gloves, made especially for me from a pair of my worn seamed stockings…black and sheer, with the seam running down my palms. Don’t they feel so smooth and warm? Hmmmmmm?” She stroked and squeezed my balls, rubbing the bulging veins along my shaft with the seam, smiling as still more pre-cum oozed…where was it coming from?...When would she stop and finish me off?

“Let’s add more stimulation,” she teased, taking out a large jeweled ring and sliding it over the index finger of her glove…she then ran the ring along the underside of my cock…it felt so cool and heavy…she alternated the ring and the glove…ring and nylon seam…I groaned and my eyes pleaded with her…She stroked me so long and deliberately…there were tears in my eyes from the incredible sensations she was causing. “I think it’s finally time to let you ejaculate, slave. It should be the most powerful orgasm you’ve ever had…and I’m going to add another twist—suffocation. I’m curious to see what the struggle for air does to your body as you finally release.” Baroness threw her head back and laughed.

She slowly slid off the cock ring, slick and wet with my pre-cum…my seminal fluid clung to it, making mucousy strings as she slid it off. She then turned her back to me and sat on my chest…I felt her wetness, smelled her excitement. Slowly she slid her ass up to my face and lowered it, plunging me into wet, delicious darkness. I pushed my tongue into her ass in desperation, struggling for air…she smiled, staring in the mirror, and stroked my slick, hard cock deeply and hard…once, twice, her eyes glowing with power as my yelps were muffled by her ass…all I could smell and taste was her ass but I was experiencing sensations I had never before felt…as my useless struggles made her even wetter and my body lifted and the shackles cut into my flesh…But instead of letting me erupt, she expertly squeezed my cock just as it spasmed, causing my cum to boil over rather than spurt…She watched with satisfaction as my cum flowed out and onto her beautiful gloves, the white spunk contrasting with the black nylon…the sensations that wracked my body were indescribable as I had the longest ejaculation of my life. It made me feel so weak and defeated and I wanted to surrender my life to her…I passed out from the pleasure and lack of air…

Baroness V expertly milked out every drop of my warm, sticky cum…She slid off me. I was unconscious and barely breathing. Again, she had spared me. If I had known what she had in mind, perhaps I would have wanted her to finish me…