Belle had leaned her head on my shoulder. Her hands holding my shoulder blades tightly. She seemed in deep concentration as she continued her rhythmic sliding and pelvic rocking.
Lilith finally spoke, “I think that’s close enough for now my dear. Please lift yourself off him. *Now*.”
I had been mesmerized by the flood of sensations and hadn’t really been aware of the pulsing response of my cock under Belle’s movement. I very well might have released if not for the apparently scripted interruption.
Belle pushed herself back down my lap toward my knees. She saw my cock straining and bobbing, so close to orgasm. She grabbed it with her left hand, fingers below and thumb above. She squeezed to prevent release and slapped the head three times in quick succession. The throbbing ceased.
She looked back over her shoulder at Lilith, who smiled slightly and blinked a signal. She maintained her grip on my cock as she slid back to her knees. She rotated her left hand and met it with her right, her thumbs pressed on either side of my frenulum. Under her firm pressure a small droplet wept out. Belle’s eyes met mine and she shot me a sly smile as she moved her mouth near the tip of my cock. She poked out her tongue and licked the drop then kissed the the top of the head.
“I think our audience would like to see more of his nice torso. Don’t you? Why don’t you help him with his shirt?” Lilith suggested.
“Uh-huh,” Belle replied as she stood. She bent and kissed me. She put her fingertips on my chest and lightly tickled as she walked around my right side. She stepped over the bench behind me and took hold of the collar, which was still near my neck. She pulled down until the shirt was gathered at my elbows. Next, she reached for my hands and pulled them back, resting them together on the bench behind me.
On the screen in front of me, I could see the camera panning from a frontal view to the side. I still don’t know where all the cameras are or who is aiming them. It came to a stop somewhere overhead. I watched as Belle carefully unbuttoned the cuffs and pulled each of my sleeves over my hands.
She crossed my wrists and wrapped one sleeve one way and the other the opposite way pulling them snug and then tying a simple knot.“That’s not too tight, is it?” She asked.
Lilith smiled as I answered, “I guess not.”
She scooted up so close I could feel the cool metal of her chain and clamps on my back. She whispered, “Good, I don’t want you in *too* much pain.” She reached her arms around me and gave me a tight hug.
When the screen again showed a view of my upper body, she began tracing the geography of my chest with her hands. She drew circles around my nipples and lines along my ribs and down my sides. When the camera panned down toward my feet, she abruptly stopped and said, “Oops, I almost forgot.”
She quickly backed away and hopped off the bench. The screen blinked to another camera. It was a low angle from my right rear, I guess. Belle was on her knees behind me getting something from under the bench. I felt her hands pull my ankles back to something hard where they stopped. I heard a *clank*.
The screen flashed back to the frontal view. It was zoomed out to show the whole bench. Everyone in the theatre could now see my surprised face. So could I. I was shackled to the bench, bare-chested and pants open. Belle resumed her place behind me as though the last minute hadn’t happened. I heard her rub her hands together before she scooted close again and reached around me.
Her hands went right for my cock where she applied some lube she got from under the bench. She surrounded him at the base and interlaced her fingers. With a firm grip she pushed away getting full coverage. When she reached the tip she closed her palms even tighter. She giggled when the pressure at the tip caused him to squirt free.
“Are you a patient man?” Lilith asked. “I hope you are, because we have a nice audience tonight and the last of the room subscribers have finished. We would hate to have to resort to prerecorded movies.”
“I always thought I was patient, but it doesn’t look like I am going anywhere soon, so does my patience matter?”
Lilith scoffed, “No. Not really. We know how to make the most of this, don’t we, my dear?”
I could see Belle nodding he agreement on the screen just before the camera zoomed and panned to show Belle’s hands poised in front of my stiff cock.
On each hand she had her thumb and index finger pinched together. She touched them thumb-to-thumb, finger-to-finger as she brought them in contact with the crimson crown. She pulled them toward my belly then parted them after cresting the corona. She gently squeezed them back together following the sensitive ridge that defines the head.
I shuttered. This is a new sensation.
“Like that? It’s one of the tricks Lilith taught me.” Her head was close to the middle of my back so she could reach far enough.
“Oh my god.” Was all I could croak out.
“Nope, it is just me. He he he.” She repeated the move, slower. Tighter at the tip, lightly around the rim. Then again. And again.
I noticed the camera zooming in, slowly with each repetition. The head of my cock was swelling more and nearing purple by the sixth time. Another, larger drop emerged and I could feel my balls begin to roll in my scrotum. She wrapped both hands around the shaft and squeezed firmly. This is the second time she quelled an orgasm.
When she was sure it was safe to resume, she wiped the drop with her finger. She brought it to my mouth and said, “Did you ever taste it before? Try it, I think you’ll like it.”
On the screen I could see her finger at my lips. I parted them and she put her finger in my mouth leaving the drop on the tip of my tongue. I closed my lips over her finger. She played with my tongue as though French kissing. “Good boy.”
She withdrew her hands, gently tickling along the way. Scooting back, she dismounted the bench. The cameras all pulled back and the screen split in four views: the audience of 5 couples in the balcony; the main floor audience of a dozen or so; a view from my left showing me on the bench, Lilith on her platform, and Belle moving around to face me; and finally, a view straight down from over my head.
Belle settled on her knees again at the end of the bench. The side camera view expanded to fill the screen even as it zoomed in on Belle’s face. Her chin was tipped up, her eyes expectantly looking at mine.
She fished one hand in my pants to find my testicles. They flinched at her touch. She giggled. When she tried to get her other hand in she was stopped by the taut fabric. She looked over her shoulder to Lilith as though asking, ‘Mother, may I.’ When Lilith nodded, Belle said, “raise your butt for me please.”
I pushed down on the bench with my forearms and raised my hips. She grabbed the belt on both sides and pulled my pants over the front end of the bench and dropped them to the shackles at my ankles. “Much better.”
With my balls dangling free, she took one in each hand. Her fingers met at the back of my scrotum, the sides of her thumbs touching at the front. She squeezed her hands, which separated my balls into her palms. The firm pressure felt good.
She kept her eyes locked on mine as she began massaging them. She lightened her grip then alternated sliding her fingers across the back of each egg. The first time she crossed the sensitive *vas deferens*, I squirmed slightly. She smiled. I could tell she was enjoying this. From the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of Lilith’s face on the screen. Her eyes were fixed on the live scene taking place at her feet.
After awhile, Belle changed things again. She blew lightly on my cock. She flattened her hands away from my balls letting them fall while bringing them together and encircling the top of the sac then pulling down to tighten the skin.
She examined my balls from several angles then resumed massaging; she increased the pace and intensity. I leaned back on my elbows and tried to control my breathing; I was feeling another surge develop from deep within. My cock started pulsing again and I could sense the beginning of another round of precum seepage.
Suddenly I felt a rush of cool air on my right. Since Belle still had my balls in her hands, Lilith had to be moving. No sooner had I thought this, a blindfold slid over my head.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/aig4dw/exploring_the_mysteries_of_belle_a_7part_serial
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