Betty is basically an intensely sensuous woman but it took a lot to get her started. Once she had her motor running, she was a hellcat and couldn’t get enough. I was beginning to think that my balls might survive even though she still had them between her back teeth. One hard bite and I would have more pain than I had ever experienced in my whole life. In an extreme case I suppose that I would prefer that she bit my balls completely off rather than bite into them. At least if they were gone, as horrible as that would be, I couldn’t feel the pain of them being crushed between her teeth.

She finally spat out my testicles and said with a moan, “Don’t stop now asshole, I’m just about to cum.” Betty grabbed my cock tightly at the base. "I need something to bite down on when I cum." Then she shoved my dick back into her mouth and started chewing on the length of it.

I resumed licking and sucking frantically. As much as I treasure my balls, I couldn’t even take a leak without my dick. Fortunately it was still rock hard which gave her more to gnaw on and maybe helped prevent her from chewing it completely off. I think it would be much more painful and damaging for her to chomp on my dick when it was soft.

Finally, she started to cum in a big way and was moaning noisily and thrashing her legs around. I sucked her clit into my mouth and ran my tongue back and fourth across the front of it as fast as humanly possible. That made her cum in a more intense way than I had ever seen before. She had been right about her teeth snapping together when she came because she bit down really hard on my dick.

It was in the back of my mind that if she really bit my dick completely off, I could respond in kind and bite off her clit. That would be a tragic event that would leave us both sexless but I felt like it was some insurance that she wouldn’t do her worst to me. In my defenseless situation, it was the most reassuring thing I could think of. Surely a clit would be much easier to bite off than a rock hard cock.

When it was all over, she pulled away from me and I heaved a big sigh of relief. My tongue and jaw were hurting from the strain but I felt relieved to still have my dick. Betty grabbed the key from the night stand and took off my handcuffs.

“You were fantastic, Charlie. I really liked the way you sucked and licked my clit at the same time right near the end. Maybe I should threaten your cock and balls more often. It makes you the best pussy pleaser in the world.”

“Is that what this is all about? You making me so afraid of losing my stuff, that you think I’ll be a better pussy licker?”

“Well, you’ll have to admit that was the best orgasm I ever had with you. Think about it…have you ever seen me writhe around like that or moan as loudly as that? You should already know that it’s easy for a man to cum but a woman needs a little more effort. You have to push yourself to the limit if I’m going to have an extreme orgasm like I just had.”

“Yes, I can understand the logic behind it all. I just don’t like being so afraid while we’re doing it.”

“It’s all about intense pleasure, Charlie. And right now…with what you did to me, I’m about as satisfied as a woman can get. You really did it good. Oh so good! I just haven’t figured out how to keep you motivated to perform at such a high level for next time.”

“Wait a minute. My head is still swimming. I’m still scared shitless from what just happened and you’re already talking about next time?”

“Maybe I could tie you down spread eagle on the bed next time. Then I could bite off anything I wanted to without you being able to stop me.”

“Look Betty, there isn’t going to be a next time if you can’t keep from scaring me so much.

“Well, I’m sorry that I have that effect on you but I have this fantasy obsession with getting my teeth into a big fat juicy dick. I can’t change my true nature anymore than a kangaroo can change its need to jump or a cheetah to run fast or a lion to eat meat. The best way to know who I really am…is to read my book.”

“I think you’re probably right. I really need to read that book of yours. Where do I get it again?”

“You can order it off Amazon.com. Just go to their web site and type in the Adventures of Betty Johnson. They’ll send it in a few days. In the meantime, we can continue with some missionary position sex or what ever you want to do.”

“Okay Betty. Right now, I just want to go home and relax. Maybe we can get together next weekend. By then I’ll have your book and we can talk about it some more.”

She just stood there looking so pure and innocent. “I hope I can survive without you. I really love you, you know.”

“Yes, I know.” As I got dressed and started out of the bedroom, I looked at her angelic face. “Goodbye Betty.” She walked me to the door and we parted with a kiss. I needed to get out of there. As long as I was near her, I was under her spell. My own place never sounded so good to me. When I got home, I immediately got on the internet and ordered her book. I decided to stay away from Betty for a while to see if I could get over her obvious hold on me.

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Later that week I got impatient for Betty’s book to arrive. To read her words would be some consolation for being away from her for what seemed like a long time. It had only been a few days, but I was beginning to miss her a lot. I had returned to my simple everyday routine. My life had become boring again. I had a yearning for the way she looked and the sound of her voice. I could only remember the pleasant things about her. I especially felt the need to feel her naked body pressed up against me. That part was driving me crazy. I had to go back and at least see what she had been doing for the past few days.

When I arrived at her apartment, she answered the door with a big smile. “Hi Charlie, so glad to see you. I thought you were never coming back.”

As I entered the door, “Well, could I really stay away for any longer? I missed being with you. I missed everything about you.” I leaned over and we hugged and kissed for a while.

“Come sit down and let me get you a drink. I guess I missed you a little bit.” She held up her hand with two fingers about a millimeter apart and I sniggered at her little comic performance. I sat down in the living room and Betty brought me a beer from the refrigerator. “How has your little friend been doing?” She could see that our brief hug and kiss had affected me to the point where the front of my pants was bulging out a little.

“Oh, I am still as horny as ever before. Sometimes I think my dick has a mind of its own. Even if I don’t want to get a hard-on, I still get hard sometimes. Occasionally, it can be embarrassing if I get hard in a public place. I guess the worst time was when I was about 18 and my 13 year old niece sat right in my lap while I was watching TV with her parents and other family members at their house. Thank god she didn’t say anything, but I gradually got the biggest hard-on of my life and it wouldn’t go down. I was scared to death that I would have to stand up quickly for some reason and show that I was as hard as a rock from her sitting there. Even more awful than that, she kept wiggling around on my pole and her little butt was about to make me cream my jeans.”

“What a funny story, that sounds like something I would do when I was 13. Only, I would have blurted out at the top of my voice, ‘Uncle Charlie’s got a boner, Mom!’ Ha Ha Ha. By the time I got finished, you would have been in jail as a child molester.”

I looked her straight in the eye with an expression that said this should not be funny. “You know how to tap into my deepest fears. Don’t you?”

Betty took on a more patronizing tone as if to comfort me. “Well, it was just a normal reaction. I’m sure nobody would actually have taken it seriously. But, it still amazes me how men let their little head do the thinking for their big head.”

I tried to project the attitude of a man who knew his ability and was very sure of himself. “Some men think with their dick that’s true, but I’m not one of those men. I’m never incapacitated by lust. Some of my best ideas have come to me when I was having the greatest sexual arousal.”

Betty raised her right eyebrow in disbelief. “Well, that’s very interesting. I didn’t know that about you. Of course, you should understand that I’m kind of a general skeptic. I never believe anything someone tells me unless they are willing to prove it.”

I could see Betty’s mind starting to churn. That made me a little uncomfortable because I knew I was outclassed. Betty’s mind was always several steps ahead of me. “How could I possibly prove it?”

“Oh… I have a very simple way to prove it. Do you think you could talk and have a blowjob at the same time?” She gave me that impish little smile of hers.

I had to make a statement of authority. That was the only way to preserve the illusion that I was in command of this situation. “Well, of course I could. I’m not that much of a nimrod.”

She pursed her lips in a thoughtful expression. “You know, I’ve been acquainted with guys who couldn’t even talk intelligently and have a hard-on at the same time.”

I turned around in my seat and faced her straight on. “I’m sure I could do it. In fact, I could have an intelligent conversation and get the most glorious blow job at the same time. Of course, you wouldn’t expect me to cum while I’m talking, would you? I don’t think I could do that.”

“To be sure, that’s part of the fun. I could suck you hard and fast and not worry about you shooting your love juice too soon. A man under total concentration should be able to hold his semen for an indefinite length of time. What do you say we try it and see what happens?”

What was I getting myself into? “Okay I’m game for anything.”

“Good.” She took me into the next room and over to a big solid metal arm chair. It was one of those kind that you sometimes see in government offices; heavy duty grey and somewhat uncomfortable. It had some strange looking metal pieces hanging down on each side of the metal arm rests. I sat down to see what it felt like. It was more comfortable than I expected.

“Here, let me show you how this works.” She used both hands to grab each of the metal pieces and “snap”. Before I knew what was happening, Betty had my wrists handcuffed to the arms of the chair.

“Hey, wait a minute; you didn’t say anything about me being restrained.” I was starting to panic but tried not to show it.

“Just shut up and relax. Nothing awful happened to you the last time you were restrained.” She unbuckled my belt, unzipped my pants, and pulled them off with my underwear in one swift motion. Then she cuffed my ankles to the legs of the chair. “Now that should do it. I think we’re ready to get started.”

“Well, I hope I don’t get as scared as I did last time.”

“All right, this is the way we’re going to do this. I’m going to call one of my girlfriends and have you talk to her on the phone while I give you a blowjob. She will ask you a series of questions and keep you engaged in a conversation for the whole time to see if you can think while you’re being sexually aroused. This is a hands free headset connected to the phone.” She put the headset on my head and adjusted it. “You just talk normally and you can hear everything she says. I’m going to get a little more comfortable before we get started.”

Betty slowly took off her clothing to give me the maximum tease. When she was completely nude she wiggled around from side to side and showed me some of her best stripper moves. She had a beautiful little body with perky tits and a fine round ass that I wanted desperately to touch but my hands were connected to the arms of the chair. She seemed to sense this and got her butt right up against my hands so I could fondle her smooth skin and squeeze that firm ass. She got down on her knees and brushed her taut nipples across my semi-hard dick. Before long, it rose to maximum hardness. “I think we’re ready to call Thecia. She is just itching to talk to you. I think this will be a whole lot of fun.” Betty punched in the number, her girlfriend answered, and she switched it over to my headset.

Thecia’s voice came through the head set as very feminine, yet with a matter-of-fact quality. “Hello, is this Charlie?”

“Yes, how are you today, Thecia?”

“Oh, I’m ready to go. Understand that you are going to do most of the talking. Start out by telling me a little bit about yourself.”

I began to ramble on about myself. Telling her the usual information, it was kind of like having a job interview. Betty got my whole dick in her mouth and started sucking it real fast. I sure was hoping I could concentrate hard enough to maintain my self-control. I could feel my dick getting ready to shoot off all over the place if I didn’t. About this time, Betty bit down real hard and crushed my head under her back teeth.

At first I started to moan, “Ahhhh, that hurt.” Then Betty got my dick in her mouth sideways and bit so hard that both incisors penetrated the skin underneath.

“Aaaahhhheeee!...God damit Betty! Cut it out! I’m trying to talk!”

Thecia started to giggle. “Hey Charlie, what’s going on?”

“Betty is biting the fuck out of my dick! That’s what’s going on! Eeeooohhh!”

Thecia started laughing. “What’s the matter Charlie, can’t take a little pain?”

Betty got my dick into the side of her mouth so that she could bite the length of it with a whole row of teeth chomping down. It felt like she was biting as hard as she possibly could.

“Noooooo!…Betty!…You fucking bitch!…I’m gona’ scream my fucking lungs out if you don’t let go!! Aahheeeeeeeeeeee!!”

“Thecia was roaring with laughter when I started yelling at the top of my voice. “You think your dick will still get hard when Betty gets finished chewing it to mush? If I was there, I’d cut your balls off to take your mind off the pain in your dick. Ha Ha Ha…”

Betty kept chewing my dick from every possible angle. It felt like it was on fire, the pain was so great. My blood was getting all over her mouth and my dick was like a pin cushion with small holes everywhere on the shaft. At that point I didn’t care what happened, I just wanted the pain to stop so I could stop screaming.

“Noooooooooooooooooooooooo!..Betty, Please Stop!!..Pleaseeee Stop!”

Thecia was taunting me with every word. “Poor boy…Poor boy with a painful dick…Poor boy wished he had no dick… Poor boy wished he had been born a girl… Poor boy would rather get his nuts cut off…Poor dickless Charlie…he will never cum again.”

Finally, Betty spat my dick out and my screaming turned into a loud continuous whimper. I was crying with tears streaming down my cheeks. She took the headset off my head and turned on the speaker phone.”

“Hey Thecia, was that fun or what?”

“Yeah girlfriend, that was great. I haven’t laughed so hard since I cut that guy’s balls off while he was talking to his ex-girlfriend on the phone. You really know how make a guy scream. How bad did you fuck up his cock?”

“Ohhh…I think he’ll still be able to use it. He’s going to fuck me with it in just a minute, so he better have it working or I might get mad and bite it right off. I’ll see you later, Thecia.”

“Bye-bye, Betty. Thanks again for the most fun I’ve had in a long time. *Click*”

My sobbing had just about ended. I looked up at Betty with anger in my eyes. “So it that all this was about?! You made mincemeat out of my dick just to entertain your bitch of a girlfriend? You fucking cunt!”

Betty smiled at me with blood on her teeth. “Hey, don’t be such a whiner. I could’ve bitten it completely off. Besides, you’re going to be fucking me with that piece of meat after I get it hard again.”

Betty stood next to me and placed both hands on the arms of the chair to support herself. She raised one leg over my head and lifted her other leg until she was doing an inverted 69. She was upside-down on top of me and the front of her thighs were resting on my shoulders. She buried her face in my crotch and sucked my dick back into her mouth. She pushed her pussy right in my face and her womanly aroma acted like an aphrodisiac on my precious, but injured, body part. My dick was still in pain but got as hard as a rock in response to her superb sucking and the potent pheromones that she was shoving in my face. Betty looked up with a sadistic grin. “I think he’s ready for some pussy.”

She got back into an upright position and straddled the chair facing away from me. Next she lowered her ass to my crotch and carefully guided my wounded dick. “Wow, I messed him up pretty good this time. Your dick looks like a piece of sausage that was attacked by a wolverine. Ha Ha Ha.”

As she lowered her tight little cunt onto my manhood, her juices were flowing but it felt like sulfuric acid on my now tender ill-treated dick. Betty reached down and played with my balls while she bounced up and down on my cock. Every movement was especially painful but somehow I stayed hard. I’ve never considered myself a person who enjoyed pain. That kind of behavior is just plain sick, but you never know how you will perform and feel until it actually happens to you. Maybe I’m more of a masochist than I ever thought possible because I was getting ready to have a massive orgasm.

To Be Continued...