With my eyes deprived of sight, my senses of hearing and smell became more acute. I noticed a hint of musk near my head as the blindfold was being adjusted. I could also hear the rustling of the fabric in her satin dress as she moved behind me on the bench.
Belle continued kneading my balls. When I began to show signs of ejaculation again, she said, “Mother, now!” Simultaneously, I felt the pinch of clamps on my hardened nipples and a slap on my cock, followed by a tug on my balls. My senses were overloaded. I was totally distracted by momentary pain; another mere dribble emerged from my throbbing penis. Then I heard the *snap* of a leather collar closing around my stretched scrotum, keeping my balls very tight and far from my body.
Lilith watched for my breathing to near normal, an indication the pain had begun to subside. She put her hands behind my shoulders and lifted me up to sitting. With my wrists no longer pinned behind my back, she untied my sleeves. I couldn’t believe how cramped my upper arms felt from being immobilized the past half hour. I let my hands fall to my sides and shook them. She dropped my shirt off to the side then eased my head back into her lap and tickled my upper arms lightly with the backs of her fingernails.