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. And shut the fuck up, or I mgoing to have to gag you. He reached out with his other hand,and smacked Brandon s cheek with a more playful than seriousblow. Or is that what you want, hmm? Right now? Brandon flopped back on the bed with his armsspread. I want you. Good. Nicky smirked. Get out of your pants then. What about yo As Nicky s smirk dropped in to a glare, he held up his hand. Ah, gagging in four, three& Brandon shut up.Managing to kick off his boots at the sametime as he unbuttoned his fly, Brandon shoved his jeans andshorts down.Brandon s legs hung off the side of the mattress.He wasn t hard yet, but things were starting to perk up.Knowingbetter than to actually touch his prick when Nicky hit one of hismoods, Brandon ran his hands over his own chest and waited.Nicky stepped between Brandon s knees.He let the whiterope slide through his fingers to pool on Brandon s belly.Then ALL OR NOTHING 75he took the blue rope, adjusted the way it folded so that themidpoint hung over his thumb. Put your feet up on the bed.Keep your butt where it is, Nicky ordered.While Brandon complied, Nicky looped the rope over andaround Brandon s cock.He pushed Brandon s legs a little wider,which rocked Brandon s ass off the bed a little.That done, Nickypulled the rope behind Brandon s balls.With a tug that madeBrandon groan, Nicky tied the rope off with a knot back, behindhis sac.Brandon felt it press into the sensitive skin there.Thenhe pulled ends of the rope between Brandon s balls, separatingthe nuts and then threaded across the lines, between his nutsand prick.Another knot, between his nuts and prick, snugged itdown secure but not too tight and made Brandon hiss.Nicky wrapped the rope around the base of Brandon s stillsoft prick.He tied that off at the top.Quickly, he strung a set ofbowline knots, circle under and lace through along top, so thatit looked like zippered teeth in thin, blue rope running over thetop of Brandon s prick.Swelling into the rope, Brandon s prickbegan to rise.Not before Nicky tied it off just below the head ofBrandon s dick.What rope was left, Nicky wound just below thecrown.More blood pumped into his prick and Brandon groaned.There was nowhere for him to grow.The pressure ate his senses,almost too painful, as his cock pressed against the restraint, skinbulging between the rope lines, but delicious.Grabbing the white cotton rope in one hand, Nicky took holdof Brandon s sac with the other.After fondling Brandon s ballsfor a moment, he folded the rope in half and slid the loop upunder the wrap at the base of Brandon s balls, pushed the endsthrough the loop and tied it off.Nicky knelt.Brandon could feel,but not really see, what was happening.Nicky took one ball in his hand, caressed it, kissed it.As hesucked it into his mouth, he began to wrap the rope around it, theskin forcing Brandon s left testicle downward.Then he did thesame with the right.Nicky grabbed both nuts and tugged themdown.A sharp stab of pain wicked up through into Brandon sbelly.He hissed and jerked.The rope slid against his skin as 76 James BuchananNicky began wrapping above where he d separated the balls.The binding forced his sack further down, acting like a rope ballcollar.Brandon groaned.So tight, pain and pleasure shot throughhis frame.Nicky chuckled as he tied it all off.The sound vibratedthrough every nerve.Standing, Nicky held out his hand. Come on, bitch.Off thebed. He leered. I think it s time to have a little fun. Brandon slid off the bed.As he stood, gravity took hold, theweight of the rope settled in, distending his sack farther.Brandonshuddered.Nicky, who d knelt again and was pulling the duffle bag withmore rope out from under the bed, chuckled. Yeah, that s prettynice. He blew across Brandon s prick, the warm breath causinganother shudder. All purple.My favorite color. Bag freed fromunder the bed, Nicky got to his feet again. Go to your corner, he ordered. We re going to play. Brandon eased between the corner of the bed and the wall.His cock throbbed and each time he took a step the weight onhis balls strained the skin, making him tremble.Nicky walkedaround behind him and jerked the curtains open.Brandon heardthe bag land on the bed and then the zipper grind down as Nickyordered, Turn around, face the bed. Brandon did.Nicky pulledropes from the bag.Not really bothering to look at Brandon, hemotioned to a spot on the floor. Stand there. Brandon movedto comply as Nicky stood and swung to face him.Nicky held one section, almost ten feet of rope, looped inthe middle.Brandon snorted to himself, almost every tie Nickydid started as a looped piece of rope. Give me your arm. When they got in this type of scene, Nicky always barked outhis orders.If Brandon didn t comply fast enough, he might earna slap or a spanking or just sexual tormenting for hours withoutrelease.Neither of them was into major pain play.This was aboutdomination and control and pain sometimes went along withthat.Brandon extended his arm out toward Nicky, who draped therope over it at about Brandon s wrist.Maybe about two feet of ALL OR NOTHING 77the looped end hung down.Nicky grabbed the looped end and,starting near Brandon s hand, used that to wrap Brandon s wristthree times.For some reason Nicky tended to work in threes.Then he crossed back over the bind, tucked it under the wrap acouple of times and pulled the whole thing snug.Finally, Nickytied the remaining looped bit around the loose ends with a goodsolid square knot.He strung the leftover rope through an eyebolt,pulling Brandon s arm up and out.With a couple of hitches anda square knot, Nicky tied a trucker s hitch just beyond Brandon sfingertips.It didn t quite qualify as a quick release, but the knotcould be undone without Nicky reaching or without too muchhassle.When Nicky ordered, Other arm, the whole process wasrepeated with a second section of rope.Nicky bent down.He banged Brandon s ankles with his fist. Spread em. As Brandon shuffled his feet apart, Nicky pausedand peered at something. What the? He grabbed at somethingjust behind Brandon and then rocked back holding the barrelof a ballpoint pen. How the fuck did this get back here? Fora moment, Brandon thought he was going to chuck it, but thena wicked grin spread across Nicky s face.He set the pen back bythe leg of the bed.With a little more quick and dirty knot work,Nicky tied off Brandon s ankles to eyebolts set in the wall justabove the floor.Nicky d done this so many times, even if Brandon only countedhis own participation that the process took five minutes at most.Nicky d strung the rope through the eyebolts high up on the walland down by the floor, pulling Brandon s limbs spread eagle outin an X.A Saint Andrews Cross without the beams.At least inthis position.As Nicky tied the last rope off, Brandon grunted.Delicious pressure ate into his shoulder and elbow joints.Still on his knees, Nicky blew across Brandon s bound prick.Brandon shivered.Nicky fished a thin cord from his back pocket.Brandon hadn t even seen him put it there. We have to get thatout of the way. Nicky looped the rope under the cord alreadywrapped around the head of Brandon s dick.He snugged that 78 James Buchananinto a quick square knot.Then he wrapped the long ends aroundBrandon s middle, slid them under themselves so that the ropeformed a T over the front of his body and pulled Brandon s cockflat up against his groin and belly before Nicky tied it off
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