Elizzyviolet right here: only a heads up, this story accommodates nonconsensual cock & ball torture, and it is usually accomplished to folks aside from the protagonist’s boyfriend. Test the tags on future elements earlier than studying them, as a result of another parts can be featured within the sequence afterward and so they’re not for everybody. Anyway, sorry for the prolonged foreword, however take pleasure in!
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Rosalie loved her boyfriend Blake’s good home, however the primary drawback with it was that she could not telekinetically pour herself a glass of apple juice or make espresso from her desk. No less than she was blissful to earn a living from home: that approach, she may put on her pink pajamas whereas working; they went effectively along with her pink dyed hair.
It was robust to make use of her powers when there have been a number of partitions between her and the fridge; a small value to pay for residing in a two story residence with a devoted workplace room, she supposed. However nonetheless, when she really had her drink, it was straightforward sufficient to levitate it into her mouth with out touching the mug or glass.
As she coded some assorted recreation logic into the fucked up yandere visible novel she was engaged on, she puzzled if in the present day was a superb time to inform Blake about the entire psychic factor. Possibly it was. He appeared loyal sufficient to her; his goals had been crammed largely along with her, in any case, and the one time he had a nightmare about angering her, he was distraught for days. They had been normally pretty goals to look at at three within the morning when she could not sleep and watching one thing on her telephone may wake him; by some means, he was extra delicate to mild than to a hand on his brow…
She snapped again to actuality and centered on making her recreation. This yandere shit was cool. A bit unethical, certain, nevertheless it was enjoyable to fantasize about. And it was enjoyable to think about different folks experiencing it; particularly given how she knew this recreation would promote effectively. Psychics had been nice salespeople, in any case, and the demo had already made a splash on-line.
The one factor she did not get about the entire yandere trope was the possessiveness. It was attractive, however so bizarre. If Blake had been out sucking and fucking throughout his workday, she would not give a shit. She puzzled if perhaps she ought to inform him that too; or perhaps popping out as a psychic and telling him he may bang whoever was an excessive amount of for someday.
Rosalie sighed. She was daydreaming an excessive amount of. She stood up, and walked from the workplace to the lounge to the kitchen, and he or she made herself a cup of espresso. After including a ton of sugar, she glared at it, determined it wasn’t sufficient, and added a bit extra.
Blake did not add sugar to his espresso, though he made up for it by consuming each Mountain Dew and occasional as breakfast as a part of some insane energy combo she had but to understand. Though he was all the time gone earlier than the combo kicked in, she suspected it had fairly the influence on his work efficiency… and the efficiency of his kidneys. It was the one unhealthy behavior she could not get him to drop.
She stirred the espresso along with her telekinetic energy as a substitute of utilizing a spoon; it was sooner to do it that approach. And even from a distance, she may really feel the new liquid as if she had been touching it along with her fingers; it was a painless sort of intense warmth.
After all, when Blake was round, she all the time used a spoon, and rinsed it off earlier than placing it again within the drawer. That was one of many causes she cherished Blake; he additionally took 5 to 10 seconds to rinse one thing off when attainable as a substitute of simply sticking it within the dishwasher.
As she returned to the workplace along with her espresso, the entrance door opened, and Blake stepped inside. He was taller than her, and his brief brown hair and cute face may pull off any sort of expression and make it appear like pure happiness. He additionally seemed pretty within the go well with and tie he was sporting, however he truthfully seemed loads higher in sweaters. Sadly, it wasn’t sweater climate for the time being…
“Hiiii! Helloooo!” Blake cheerfully mentioned.
“Blake! So good to see you.”
“How’s my little snugglebuns doing?” Blake requested.
“Nice! Wanna see what I have been engaged on? Come right here!”
She frivolously tugged Blake’s sleeve and led him over to his desk, and he checked out what was on the display screen.
“Yep,” Blake mentioned. “That is fucked up.”
“I do know, proper?”
“I do not know anybody else who would make one thing like this. Nice work!”
He gave her a cheery thumbs up, after which leaned in for a kiss. Her lips met his, and with bodily contact got here fleeting pictures of his ideas; she noticed herself mirrored in his thoughts, seeing herself as he noticed her. And he was desirous about dinner too.
He pulled his lips away and smiled.
“Now I must take off this ridiculous go well with. Talking of which, what’s for dinner?”
It was a type of Blake non-sequiturs she cherished. Priceless.
Blake slowly walked away, giving her an opportunity to reply. It had been a month since they’d final ordered pizza… She appreciated forcing him to eat more healthy. However perhaps in the present day was a superb alternative for pizza. And she or he may do this factor she cherished doing to supply guys, assuming they’d employed a brand new one.
“Pizza!” Rosalie mentioned.
“Sure!” Blake mentioned as he thrust his arms into the air in pleasure. “Lastly! I will order that stuffed crust straight away!”
“As you need to. You have earned it, in any case.”
If she was going to disclose her psychic powers to him, she may as effectively butter him up with some pizza. And if she did not, effectively, pizza was nonetheless enjoyable.
“Gonna be a part of me upstairs?” Blake requested.
“I am actually within the zone proper now. Simply gotta maintain coding this scene…”
Blake smiled. He was all the time blissful to see her having fun with her hobbies, and he or she knew it. A few of his most nice goals had been of him merely watching her do one thing fucked up and liking that she was blissful…
Nonetheless, it was in all probability for the most effective that he was going upstairs for a bit. It might be awkward if he witnessed what is perhaps about to occur to that pizza man.
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Blake ordered the pizza and a few tacky bread, and after about fifteen minutes of excited writing and coding and occasional consuming, Rosalie, staying in her darkened workplace, peeked via the curtains with a pair of binoculars, watching like a hawk for the supply man. She had already gone over the entrance garden safety digital camera footage of previous pizza supply guys, so it could be trivial to acknowledge a brand new face.
After a number of minutes of watching, a automobile parked on the road in entrance of the home. Good. She would lastly be capable of take pleasure in that uncommon, uncommon pleasure she cherished so very a lot…
An attractive supply man stepped out, holding the insulated bag with the pizza containers inside; Rosalie guessed that he was in all probability a university pupil, given the college parking cross held on the rear view mirror of his automobile.
She angled her binoculars down, observing his groin as he approached. Then, she reached out with a faint telekinetic grope, and he or she funneled her senses via it. Her coronary heart pounded with pleasure.
It was too faint for him to really feel it, but Rosalie strongly felt all the things in his groin. She ignored his pathetically small dick and went straight to these juicy balls, probing round along with her senses, mapping out the insides. All the pieces in there was so delicate. The facility she held over him was so, so exhilarating. Nearly her whole thoughts was occupied and excited by the second, and the remainder of it was listening for the sounds of Blake approaching, simply in case.
When she was completed sensing the exact anatomy of his testicles, she smiled so, so cheerfully, and giggled with erotic pleasure. After placing just a few strands of her energy across the pizza to verify it could fall safely to the bottom, she introduced her telekinetic grasp round his left nut…
…And she or he twisted. Arduous. And as she did, her physique pulsed with an pleasure she felt virtually nowhere else.
The supply man collapsed with out making a sound. They by no means made a sound. Or in the event that they did, it was an imperceptible wheeze, perhaps. A pulse of erotic pleasure shot via Rosalie. She reached down and caught her hand in her pants for only a second, rubbing her fingers in opposition to the skin of her panties.
Now was the exhausting resolution. Twist the knife, or go straightforward on him?
She settled for a compromise, holding his left nut held in twisted agony for just a few extra seconds earlier than lastly untwisting it again to its correct positioning. The supply man held nonetheless on the bottom for a second, after which with legs and arms shaking, he managed to face up. He reached into his pants. An agonized blush appeared on his face. The aftermath was all the time so enjoyable to look at. So, so pretty…
The thrill lingered as she put her binoculars away. She turned on the lights in her workplace once more, after which she went to the entrance door, anticipating a knock, and did her finest to cover her arousal
When he knocked feebly on the door, she waited a second, after which opened it for him.
“Howdy!” Rosalie mentioned in a cheery voice, mimicking Blake’s enthusiasm.
“I, I’ve bought your pizza proper right here,” the supply man mentioned. “Sorry, if I uh, I appear drained, I used to be simply on a run earlier than my shift…”
His legs had been nonetheless wobbling. How cute.
“It is okay! Thanks so, a lot for the pizza. Me and my boyfriend are ravenous! And here is the money, plus slightly further, since I do know it is a lengthy drive.”
If he was going to undergo testicular torsion, he may as effectively get a ten greenback tip.
“Thanks, a lot,” he mentioned in a poor try at hiding his misery as he handed her the pizza. She brushed her hand in opposition to his, telepathically sensing his misery and ache and fear via the fleeting contact. Pretty sensations.
When she held the pizza containers in her fingers, one other type of delight crammed her. Anticipation of a scrumptious meal. Pizza was by no means an iconic meals to eat whereas sexy, however the sheer happiness she was feeling from having pulled off one other considered one of her favourite methods was sufficient. As she closed the door, fantasizing about all of the issues the supply man may do in response to having a sudden burst of ball ache, Blake got here working down the steps in his pajamas.
“Pizza!” Blake mentioned, and his personal pleasure simply made Rosalie even happier.
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As Rosalie ate on the eating room desk, chatting idly with Blake, she nonetheless felt sturdy lingering horniness from that completely executed occasion of testicular torsion. It could not have gone higher. And progress on the visible novel was going nice; the primary jealousy-induced homicide scene was already accomplished, and it was so attractive.
Blake continued his cute little ramble. “…After which after all, my boss sees this large puddle on the bottom, after which all of us knew somebody was going to get a whoopin’…”
Rosalie was in a playful temper. Why not have slightly enjoyable with him? She gave him simply the tiniest telekinetic poke within the again, and he circled.
“Hear one thing?” Rosalie requested earlier than stuffing some stuffed crust into her mouth.
“No, it is simply… I believed I felt a bug on my again.”
“Oh no,” Rosalie mentioned along with her mouth full. “Am I going to want to kill one other bug for you?”
“No, no, I am certain I simply imagined it…”
Possibly in the present day wasn’t the day to disclose her psychic powers to him. As soon as she did, all these little occasional psychic pranks would lose their influence.
“Nicely, if I see a bug on you,” Rosalie mentioned as she swallowed, “I will smack it proper off you.”
“Thanks,” Blake mentioned. God, he was so cute…
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After dinner, Rosalie went again to work on her visible novel. So many joyful feelings inside her… It might be a waste if she did not make use of them.
She began drawing the background for the subsequent scene. The darkish corners of a basement intercourse dungeon had been pretty much as good of a spot as any to offer a little bit of character to the visible novel’s yandere protagonist. Rosalie puzzled what sorts of little prospers she’d put right into a intercourse dungeon if she owned one, after which instantly determined {that a} spiked iron maiden sarcophagus was completely mandatory. Good as an instrument of concern, and perhaps at the same time as an execution methodology relying on the place the subsequent homicide scene was going to happen.
Blake got here in, virtually startling her.
“Wow, nonetheless engaged on that?” Blake mentioned. “How lengthy have you ever been…”
“Ten hours? I dunno.”
“It is 9 within the night.”
“Oh. Then like, eleven hours.”
“Are you certain you do not wanna calm down for a bit, perhaps watch a film?”
It was then that Rosalie realized simply how a lot mind fog she had. Caffeine. Pizza. Her being a morning individual as a substitute of an evening individual. Ten hours of labor. Blake’s pretty presence. Testicular torsion reminiscences. Even when it was largely pleasurable and even energizing, it was taking its toll on her potential to suppose…
“You are proper,” Rosalie mentioned. “I have been going at this for some time. How about we watch that slasher film you needed us to look at?”
“Sure please!” Blake mentioned. “I used to be nearly to recommend it.”
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WIth the lights already turned off, Blake began the film as Rosalie put her head on his lap.
“Ah, simply you and me,” Rosalie mentioned. “Simply you and me…”
Though she wasn’t touching his head and could not learn his thoughts, she was nonetheless touching his physique, so she may really feel some imprecise feelings from him, which made utilizing his lap as a pillow all of the extra enjoyable. He was excited for the film, and slightly scared.
“Simply keep in mind,” Rosalie mentioned, “I am proper right here in your lap. Do not leap out of your seat, okay sweetheart?”
“It will not be like final time,” Blake mentioned. Rosalie did not actually care if it could be like final time or not; it was going to be enjoyable regardless.
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Bedtime got here, and Rosalie was nonetheless sexy. Was tonight a superb evening to attempt one thing? Laying on Blake’s lap made her sleepy regardless of all of the scared feelings coming from him and all the residual horniness coming from her personal thoughts.
As she went to the bed room with Blake, she determined that if she nonetheless felt sexy within the morning, she’d have some enjoyable with him.
They settled into mattress collectively and turned out the lights.
“Candy goals, Rosalie,” Blake mentioned.
“Good evening.”
Rosalie nuzzled the again of Blake’s head, fortunately listening to him suppose. As his personal ideas grew quieter, so did hers.
…But as she drifted off to slumber, there was nonetheless pleasure in her groin.
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Thanks for studying! The following chapter can be public in a few week, and I can see this being a 4+ half sequence. I hope you take pleasure in what’s to come back!