Chapter 0 - The Roommate Pushed Too Far

All told, Leo had had worse roommates. Ellie was at least a friend, for starters. She did her share of the chores and was always on time with her half of the rent. She wasn’t a bad cook and didn’t have any disgusting habits. She didn’t bring guys over that much, and when something did happen, she at least had the good grace to keep the noise down for him or give him early warning so he could put headphones on. And, most happily, she actually treated him like a roommate instead of part of the furniture or somebody she was only cohabiting with out of necessity and therefore someone she didn’t have to interact with in any way whatsoever.

All of this made her a good roommate, one of the best he’d had. And it almost made up for the one trial she did put him through on a daily basis, namely her fondness for sexy cosplay and the near-constant case of blue balls it left him with.

“Hey Leo, check out my costume! The party tonight’s going to be amazing!”

Speak of the Devil, and she shall appear.

Leo braced himself and turned from where he was preparing some snacks for said party. Ellie was lounging in the doorway of the kitchen dressed as Zatanna Zatara. He gave her a long look up and down, from the top hat perched at a jaunty angle atop her raven hair down to the pair of heels which just made her fishnetted legs seem to go on forever.

Trying to ignore the blood flowing south at a substantial pace, he smiled at her, “Looks great, Ellie. You’re definitely going to be the star.”

“You think?”

Ellie gave a little twirl in place, stuck her bottom out at him and gave it a playful wiggle.

“Yep, definitely.”

The words left his mouth, but the ones he wanted to say lingered on his tongue until he swallowed them back down.

I want to grab you by that tight ass, shove you against the fridge and fuck you until you can’t even see properly…

And then she was gone. She had bestowed him with a playfully blown kiss, a wink and one more teasing wiggle of her ass and then vanished out of the doorway in a swirl of raven hair.

Leo turned back to the snacks, closed his eyes and tried both to quash down the variety of mental images his traitorous brain was feeding him and to will the vast surplus of blood in his lower body to give the upper half of it some attention again. Neither worked.

That woman… he thought, trying to return to the snacks …is going to be the death of me one of these days.

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Unfortunately for Leo, it looked like this was going to be that day. Ellie had decided she shouldn’t wrinkle her cosplay too much before the evening’s festivities and so had taken it off. She had, however, opted not to put anything on instead, and simply sashayed around the apartment wearing just her lacy black bra and panties as she helped him with the last-minute prep of their own contributions to the party.

If this is karma… Leo thought as he stepped into his room, almost painfully hard after Ellie had managed to get cupcake icing all over her hands and insisted on slowly and methodically licking it all off her fingers, humming with pleasure at the taste the whole time, …Whatever it is I did to deserve it, I am truly sorry.

Sadly, there would be no time to "alleviate the pressure" as it were; finishing their preparations had taken so long that even with the blessing of a closed door between him and his maddeningly sexy roommate, his costume of the night was sufficiently complex that putting it on would take much of the remaining time between now and when they were due to leave.

Who cares about a stupid party - walk back into that room and fuck that little tease until she can't walk straight for a week-

Leo quashed down the entreaties of the raging beast between his legs and squared his shoulders as firmly as he could.

He could handle this.

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I’ve done a pretty good job; he thought as he inspected his reflection. Piecing his mad scientist costume together had taken a while and more money than he'd like to admit, but the finished product had turned out great.

And bonus; between a few moments of irritation because one piece or another wouldn't come together properly and one moment of fear because he thought he'd ripped something important by accident, his roommate woes were, for the moment, largely forgotten.

"Leo!" Ellie's sweet voice came through his door, muffled by the wood, "Could you come give me a hand with my costume?"

And just like that, they were back in full force.

Heaving a deep sigh, Leo turned from inspecting his good work and walked to his door with the air of a man walking to the gallows.

Ellie's room was just down the hallway from his, enough of a walk for him to commiserate on how much worse his pent-up frustration was probably about to become.

Then he pushed her door back, and felt his fears confirm themselves.

Ellie was back in costume, seated on the edge of her bed with her back to him… and her arms behind her back with some white rope wound loosely around her wrists, and more coils of rope and a couple of rolls of duct tape strewn around her.

Leo somehow dredged up enough blood flow through his brain to make his mouth make recognisable words.

"What's going on…?"

"Oh!" Ellie chirped, giving him a beaming smile, "I was looking for last minute cosplay ideas and ran across pictures of someone attending a con as Princess Tinyfeet from The Venture Bros with their hands tied and a ball gag on! That got me to thinking; the ladies of the Justice League are always getting captured, so I thought I'd add a bit of that to mine! A ball gag might be a bit too much, but some tape should be okay!" She shook her loosely tied hands at him, "But I can't get the knot right behind my back… could you help me?"

Leo looked at her wrists and the rope looped around them. Then at her face, with her bright smile and shining eyes. Then at her computer screen, one side showing a picture of the aforementioned Princess Tinyfeet cosplayer, who he recognised as being Erika Ishii, and other showing a YouTube video about how to perform a basic wrist tie.

The last frayed remnants of his self-restraint snapped with a noise like a gunshot. Without another word he walked across the room and sat down behind Ellie, carefully unwrapping the rope from around her arms and relooping it firmly into place.

“Oh, that feels good,” Ellie mumbled, no longer looking over her shoulder at him, instead facing front and humming contentedly to herself.

He adjusted the lay of the rope, then added a loop between her wrists to keep it secure.“Huh,” Ellie mused absently, “That feels really firm and comfy. Where’d you learn to do this?”

“Hours upon hours of watching porn because of what you put me through on a daily basis,” flashed through Leo’s head, but he didn’t say it out loud. Instead, he just adjusted the square loop between her wrists a little… and then pulled it all tight.

“Eh, Leo?” Ellie’s voice came, and her arms shifted as she turned her head, “That’s a little too tight? I just wanted something comfortably loose - that’s a bit too secure. I don’t think I could go anywhere like this.”

“That’s the idea,” he grunted, finishing off the knot and reaching for her shoulders.

“What do you- hey!”

As Ellie tried to turn, his hands landed on her shoulders and pulled, flipping her onto her back on the bed and sending her legs into the air. Her top hat and heels went flying, and quick as a flash, he wrapped an arm around her legs to hold them in place and ran another loop around her ankles.

“What are you doing?!” she cried and tried to struggle, but in her reclined position and with both legs held still she had no leverage to more than squirm as he looped the rope several more times around her ankles before beginning to work on his knot.

“Leo! Let me go!” Ellie protested as he finished the knot, but there was a note in her voice which didn’t sound… quite right.

Leo disregarded it for the moment, already reaching for his next objective, and Ellie fell silent as he turned back to her with a fistful of clean panties from a stack of clean washing on the chair and a necktie from another cosplay of hers, though he didn’t really care to remember which in the moment.

“Wh-what are you going to do with those?”

“Take a guess,” he said shortly, climbing onto the bed beside her. Ellie clamped her mouth shut, but Leo simply pinched her nose shut and sat there looking at her critically until she finally opened her mouth to take a large breath of air.

“Good girl,” he murmured, releasing her nose as he packed a pair of panties into her mouth, then a second and a third behind it. By the time he was done, Ellie could barely make a sound through the amount of fabric packed into her mouth, and he made sure it stayed there by wrapping the necktie around her head over her mouth and tightened it in place.

Then he sat back and simply looked down at her. Ellie stared back at him, a little flush colouring her cheeks.

He massaged his forehead, “Ugh… why do I feel like I should’ve done this a long time ago?”

“Mmhmm!”

The sound of agreement was… an odd thing to hear, to say the least, given the circumstances.

Leo lowered his hand and looked down at Ellie again. The flush had spread, and contrary to the fact he’d just tied her up without her consent in a fit of sexually frustrated madness her eyes were sparkling, and she was smiling as much as she could around her gag.

He stared for a moment, and then the penny dropped with a resounding clang.

“Wait a second… you wanted this?!”

“Mmhmm!” Ellie nodded enthusiastically up at him.

“You’ve been pushing me this whole time, driving me out of my mind this whole time, just because you wanted this?!”

“Mmhmm!” Ellie nodded even more enthusiastically, and even threw in a little batting of her eyelashes at him. Then her smile faded a little as she noticed that his expression had just noticeably darkened.

“Well then,” he said, and even his tone had changed to something distinctly more menacing, “If you wanted this so badly, I’m going to make sure you get everything that you’re obviously so very, very hungry for.”

He saw Ellie’s throat shift a little as she swallowed. It seemed like she’d realised for the first time that she might just have pushed her roommate, one of her closest and dearest friends, just a little bit too far with her games.

Leo slid off the bed and sat down on the end of it. Ellie briefly wondered what he was about, then squeaked as he unexpectedly grabbed her ankles and dragged her across his lap, leaving her face down. A hand pressed in between her shoulder blades, pushing her head down into the mattress as she turned her face to continue to breathe, and his other hand alighted on her raised, pert, leather shorts-clad and - she now realised - extremely vulnerable ass.

The hand played across her ass, gently pulling down the shorts she was wearing to reveal her ivory cheeks and, between them, the little black thong she had changed into.

“Well, well, well,” he commented, “I can see exactly where you thought this evening was going to go, you little slut.” The last word was punctuated by her nervous squeak as she felt his fingers hook between the thong’s string and her skin. Then he tore it away with a sharp yank, removing even that meagre little piece of defence which protected her ass from her pent-up roommate’s eyes, not to mention the increasingly wet and warm hole below it as well…

“You,” his voice came from above her, that hand returning to massaging one of her pert, round cheeks, “are going to take responsibility. For every second of the past six months that you’ve been teasing,” the hand pulled away, and a second later Ellie squealed as a powerful blow crashed into the left cheek of her ass with a potent sting, “and blueballing…” Another blow landed on her right cheek this time and Ellie squealed again, but the hand between her shoulders kept her securely in place despite the most enthusiastic bucking she could muster, “...and generally being a massive pain in my ass!” Another two swats landed, one on each cheek, and Ellie yelped and squealed with each. The heat between her legs was growing more and more by the second.

“Yes,” he continued, “You’re going to take responsibility for every second. Every. Single. Last. One.” Another four blows rained upon her poor helpless bottom, two to each cheek, and Ellie squeaked and squirmed with each until the last, when she couldn’t quite hide that the yelp was mingled with a distinct moan.

That, more than anything, made him pause.

“Well, well, well,” his voice came again, and Ellie felt her cheeks flush with shame and arousal, probably to a hue to match her assailed posterior, “I see what you’re really like now; what a masochistic slut you’ve turned out to be. I guess I’ll have to take you in hand more than I thought I would, won’t I?”

Ellie squirmed a little and let out what she hoped sounded to him more like a piteous whine than the wanton moan it sounded like to her own ears, but then stilled as she felt something pressing into her stomach.

“Oh, would you look at that,” Leo commented, apparently deducing what had caught her attention, “Guess you’ve got your first thing to take responsibility for, haven’t you?”

Ellie felt his hand lift away from her shoulders, but didn’t have too much time to enjoy her newfound freedom as it slipped under her and pulled her up, allowing Leo to shuffle sideways on her bed and lay her down so that her chin was resting on his thigh. The bulge in the pair of jeans he was wearing, and the implication of what he was about to force her to do, made her mouth water just as much as it made her pussy wetter at the same time.

Leo’s hand reached down in front of her face, fingers catching his zip and drawing it down. The rasp of the teeth sounded impossibly loud to her ears, and when it was low enough those fingers returned, and moments later Ellie was confronted with Leo’s cock standing proud through his open fly.

Ellie stared at it with wide eyes, marvelling at the size she wasn’t sure was just proximity or Leo’s actual girth. Then the tie loosened around her face, a pair of questing fingers reaching into her mouth to pry out the panty mass within, and Ellie knew her time had come.

“Well?” Leo prompted from above her, “Take responsibility, slut.”

Trembling with commingled anticipation and rising lust, Ellie squirmed forwards as much as she could on the bed and pressed a tentative kiss to the top of the crown.

It felt almost hot to the touch of her lips, and jumped slightly at the contact, and Ellie paused for a second to contemplate it. Then a cleared throat from above drew her back, and she parted her lips to give it a gentle lick.

The taste was like nothing she’d ever had before, and she found she liked it almost immediately. Then another flavour hit her tongue too, and she realised that that must’ve been precum.

She liked that too. She liked it a lot.

She happily set about the tip of his cock again, licking and sucking and kissing for a long moment before opening her mouth and sliding her lips down over Leo’s head completely, feeling a flash of pleasure at the sound of a muted grunt from above.

Leo himself was thoroughly enjoying himself already. Ellie’s lips were delightfully soft, and the inside of her mouth was warm and wet as she pushed down over his head and along his shaft. Then he felt his tip hit the back of her throat and Ellie choked, drawing back a little before settling to bob her head enthusiastically on what she could comfortably take. He slid a hand onto the nape of her neck, effecting a gentle grip but letting Ellie carry on as she was.

Ellie couldn’t help her moans now. She was enjoying the taste too much, and already her mind was filling with wonderful imaginings of the future, of waking Leo up with a blowjob every morning, of him coming home from a stressful day at work and forcing her down to her knees so he could fuck her face to unwind…

Then Leo’s phone beeped in his pocket and he swore as he pulled it out, “Shit, the party.” He glanced down at Ellie, whose bobbing in his lap had stilled at his words. Then he shrugged, “Ah, fuck it. This is a much more interesting use of my time. Should ring Joe though, let him know we’re not going to make it, which means I’m going to have to keep you quiet.” He addressed this last to Ellie, his left hand moving upwards from the back of her neck and closing on a fistful of hair as his right hand pulled up his Contacts.

Ellie made a slightly confused sound, and then found the pressure on the back of her head suddenly increasing as Leo forced her the rest of the way down on his cock. The relentless battering ram shunted its way into her throat, leaving Ellie choking around it as her face was pushed into his lap.

Tensing a little at the sheer heat and tightness now engulfing the end of his cock, Leo pulled up Joe’s number and pressed Call.

A moment passed, and then he spoke, “Joe, it’s Leo,”

Ellie felt tears well up in her eyes as she struggled for breath, listening to Leo’s half of the conversation above her head.

“Yeah, sorry man, we’re not gonna make it. Something’s come up and it’s got Ellie all tied up in knots so I’m gonna stay home with her.”

Ellie blinked as best she could, setting off some of her tears to fall onto the leg of Leo’s jeans in the process, “A pun? Seriously?”

“No, no, she’s absolutely fine, just really choked up over it. I’ve got everything well in hand here.”

“Another pun?” Ellie thought incredulously, trying to muster some kind of control over her gag reflex as she did so.

“No man, we’re good here. Just gonna spend the night taking care of Ellie, I think. If you could see her right now, I think you’d agree she really needs it. Listen, it’ll be a real shame if all this food we prepared goes to waste so if you send Mark over with his car, I’ll help him load it up - at least you guys’ll get to have some.”

A pause, in which Ellie just about managed to muster some control of her gag reflex only to lose it again as Leo pulled her up about an inch and then forced her back down again.

“Half an hour? Okay, I’ll be ready. Cheers mate, and enjoy the party. I’ll tell Ellie everyone sends their best wishes once she comes up for air.”

He ended the call and relaxed his grip, allowing Ellie to pull herself up and off his cock so that she could cough and gasp for breath.

“You did great there, slut. Joe didn’t suspect a thing!”

Ellie turned her head and peeked up at him, one teary eye able to see him between her messy locks.

“Aw, was that hard?” Leo asked, setting his phone aside and bringing his hand to her face to wipe her tears away with his thumb, “Well I hope you don’t think you’re done. I haven’t come yet, slut.”

“Leo,” she rasped out, but was interrupted as he leaned over to scoop her up, setting her on her knees between his legs before catching her by the hair again.

“Come on slut, get to it, the clock’s ticking before Mark gets here and I’m sure as hell not answering the door with a flagpole waving in the wind,” he ordered, steering her back onto his cock.

Ellie peered up at him as his cock once again filled her mouth, now growing conscious that the rough treatment had really done a number on her libido, and she was now almost unbearably horny. Deciding that the best thing she could do for herself now was to earn the orgasm she could feel building up, Ellie began pushing herself back down on his cock and this time tried to force her gag reflex into compliance.

“Huh,” Leo’s voice came from above, “Did you like me fucking your throat that much, slut? Do you want me to do it again?”

Ellie rolled her eyes up to him and gave him the most submissive look she could muster.

“Guess I’ll take that as a yes then.” His hand alighted on the top of her head, guiding her down deeper onto his cock and making her cough and gag as it pressed into her throat.

Ellie felt tears well up in her eyes again as her gag reflex kicked in, but tried her best to keep them at bay as she followed Leo’s unspoken directions to fuck her own face onto his cock. Once she felt like she had enough of a hold on her gag reflex for the moment, she buried her face in his crotch and began swallowing as best she could around his cock.

“Fuck, you little slut, that feels great. Should’ve guessed you’d be A-class at sucking dick.”

She couldn’t help the reflexive smile around the cock filling her mouth at that and continued to suck and swallow, allowing Leo to guide her head back and forth, back and forth, the taste of precum coating her tongue and further stoking the fire inside her.

All told, Ellie’s hot, wet mouth and hotter, tighter throat didn’t take that long to bring Leo to the brink of climax. Finally, he dragged her back by the hair and held her in place, levelled his cock at her with his other hand and let fly.

Ellie couldn’t help herself. She was too horny, too wound up from everything Leo was doing to her, too on the edge. She felt his cum splatter across her face, felt several strands fly into her open mouth and plaster across her tongue, and as soon as the taste hit her…

Leo’s own groan in orgasm was interrupted by a louder moan from between his legs, and he cocked an eyebrow as Ellie shuddered in place, mouth gaping open, eyelids fluttering violently for a few seconds before she calmed down again.

Leo cocked an eyebrow at her, letting his own orgasm peter out with several more splatters of cum over her face, and then smirked down at her as she came back to herself, eyes still fogged with lust.

“You really are a hopeless slut, aren’t you?” he asked of her, “I fill up your mouth with cum and you orgasm right there on the spot just from the taste. What do you say to me, slut?”

“Tha… thank you, sir,” Ellie gasped, her body still mostly trembling from the aftershocks.

“Good girl,” he said approvingly, before checking the clock on her computer, “Alright, I’ve got maybe another fifteen minutes. Got to get you securely out of the way for Mark when he gets here, wouldn’t want him to see you for the wanton little slut you are, now would we? Or would you like that as well? Maybe we should make a late entrance to the party, parade you around in front of all our friends. You’d probably come again right there on the dance floor, wouldn’t you?”

Ellie shuddered again, her mind filling up with wild imaginings, but then she was shaken from them by Leo straightening up and lifting her, slinging her over his shoulder.

“Man, you’re a mess. I’ll have to wipe you off. But first, my room, I think.” He spanked her ass a few more times on each cheek, then carried her out of her room and along into his.

“I bet you’ve got more than this rope and the tape stowed away, haven’t you?” he said as he dropped her onto his bed, “Probably a lot more. You just wait here a minute while I go look. Don’t go anywhere.”

He turned and left, leaving Ellie to her own devices.

She rolled on the bed a little and happened to catch a glimpse of herself in the mirror. The sight before her was almost enough to set her motor running all over again; flushed and dishevelled, her face coated with Leo’s cum and the insides of her thighs slick and shiny with her own, and as she rolled over she saw that her ass, while no doubt paler than it had been immediately post-spanking earlier, was still a bright rosy pink.

She paused in her inspection as Leo returned, holding her entire box of goodies in one hand and a brightly coloured packet in the other.

“You really did prepare for this, didn’t you?” he asked her, setting the box down and leaning over her where she lay on her side, “An entire box of toys, loads more rope and tape, and even a pack of condoms! You were plotting this for ages, you horny! Worthless! Little! Slut!”

He punctuated the last four words with two spanks each across her ass cheeks, and Ellie squealed and whimpered with each one.

“Now, I’ve got to clean you up a bit first, I think. So, I brought these!” He took a bundle of fabric out of the box and held it up so she could see, and she realised with a thrill it was a bundle of her own panties that, judging by what she remembered from the clean laundry she’d done last, might have come out of her laundry bin instead.

Leo grinned down at her, wiping her face with one pair and her pussy with another, taking great pleasure in playing around her pussy and even pushing the panties inside a little bit to make sure they were absolutely soaked, and then bundled them back together.

“Open wide!”

Ellie barely had time to acknowledge the words before she found the sodden fabric packed into her mouth, the taste of Leo’s cum and her own washing over her tongue and kindling the fire anew in her loins. Then the fire burned even hotter as she heard a sound she recognised very well; the distinctive shriiiiiiiiip of duct tape tearing off the roll, and she felt stickiness plaster across her lips and cheeks that had nothing to do with the remnants of Leo’s cum still on her face.

Leo tore off one strip after another, first covering her mouth with several more layers, then adding a couple of vertical ones each side of her nose to hold them in place, and then worked his way down over her chin. By the time he was done, Ellie had what felt like half a roll of duct tape securing the taste of her cum and his into her mouth, and she couldn’t help the next plaintive, much-muffled moan that eked out from beneath it.

“That should keep you quiet for Mark, slut,” he commented, before rolling her over and setting about her bonds. Ellie simply stayed still and quiet, as he pushed and pulled her around on the bed, until finally he stood back and admired his good work.

Ellie was lying on her back, now completely naked, her hands and feet both bound to the frame at the head of his bed so that she was almost completely folded in half, her drenched pussy and tight little asshole completely on display.

“Now just to fill you up!”

Ellie’s eyes widened as his hands went into the box, coming out with her vibrating buttplug and one of her bigger dildos.

Almost gently, he rolled the end of her buttplug in between her pussy lips to lube it up, sparking fresh moans through the mass of fabric and tape obstructing her mouth, and then set the tip against her asshole.

Ellie’s eyes widened still further as the pressure mounted, Leo’s grinning face enjoying her expression as the plug pushed deeper and deeper into her ass, until finally it popped inside, and her asshole closed around the narrower part of it.

“That went in quite easily,” he commented, giving Ellie a joking pat on the ass, “Think I’m going to have to try that ass of yours out later, once it’s opened up a bit from the plug!”

Ellie groaned long and loud at the new image of Leo taking her from behind, filling her ass up with his cock and buggering her into analgasm after analgasm like the shameless buttslut he was sure to mould her into, and it was into this new haze of imagination-induced arousal that Leo introduced the dildo. It slid slowly between her pussy lips, back and forth until it shone with her arousal… and then Leo tilted his wrist and speared her to the hilt with it in a single thrust.

Ellie writhed amidst a fresh bout of orgasms, inarticulate squealing petering out into the soaked fabric filling her mouth, and finally sagged in her bondage, her tits rising and falling as she panted through her nose.

“What a slut you are,” Leo’s voice cut through her arousal, “You came so fast that time. What am I going to do with you?”

And then the doorbell rang.

Ellie’s head jerked up as she met Leo’s eyes, “That’ll be Mark,” he said, getting back to his feet and reaching into the box one final time, “I’ll go see to that. But I think you probably need a little more to think about, so I’ll leave you with this!” he held up what he’d withdrawn from the box, and Ellie’s eyes widened again as she saw the remote control that controlled both dildo and plug in his hand.

His thumb twitched on the controls and Ellie’s back arched as much as she was able as the dildo and buttplug inside her went crazy; a short, randomised non-pattern of frantic activity that set her climbing out of her post-orgasmic haze and right towards what would inevitably be another earth-shattering climax at a terrifying pace.

“Have fun!” Leo bid her, tossing the remote onto the bed as he crossed the room to the door, giving her a broad grin from the doorway as he pulled the door shut behind him.

Ellie let her head fall back onto the pillows, moans and groans pouring forth into the panties filling her mouth, as through the haze of sensation she distantly heard Leo and Mark talking.

She simply lay there, drowning in pleasure, ramping ever closer and closer to another cataclysmic orgasm… and then the toys just stopped dead.

Ellie’s head jerked up to see Leo standing before her, still grinning and once again holding the remote, “Enjoy yourself, slut? You were certainly making enough noise, I had to lay the blame on Annette next door apparently having a guy over.” He sat down on the edge of the bed as Ellie made a variety of pleading noises and gave him the most supplicating look she could muster, desperate for him to turn the toys back on, “Maybe I should’ve invited Mark in here? Bet he’d have liked that. Seeing a slut like you writhing and squirming in pleasure… maybe he’d have even asked me for a taste of the goods, huh? Bet you would’ve gone for that. Anyway, enough about that.”

He dropped the remote onto the bed again and undid his belt, “Time for you to make another repayment to me with your body. And what better way for you to do it than with that slutty wet pussy that’s been cumming all over everything all evening?”

He dropped his jeans and underwear and climbed onto the bed, kneeling in front of Ellie as the ravenette whined and shivered in anticipation of what was to come. Two of his fingers probed at her lips, caught the base of the dildo and dragged it from her depths, slowly and tortuously while Leo savoured the look on Ellie’s face. He dropped it to one side and then began probing her pussy again, first with two fingers, then a third, sawing them in and out, in and out. Ellie dropped her head back, then snapped it up again with a squeal as Leo gave her clit a single hard flick with his fingers.

“Eyes on me, slut,” he ordered, “You’re not allowed to look away. Just for that, I’m turning the buttplug back on.”

Ellie whimpered as she saw him pick up the remote and felt the plug rumble back to life inside her. Smirking at the way she had suddenly started trembling again, he tossed it aside and his hand alighted on her lower belly, his thumb dragging across her clit over and over again. And then, just as Ellie felt like she was about to crest… his hands pulled away.

She gazed up at him as he raised the hand that had been fingering her to his lips and experimentally poked his fingers into his mouth. “Tasty,” he acknowledged. “I’ll have to get a proper drink at some point. But I think you’re about ready, don’t you?” he asked his roommate, straightening up on his knees and reaching for the packet of condoms.

Ellie watched with mounting anticipation as he rolled the condom on and simply stayed between her legs, playing his cockhead over her lips. Then he lined himself up and began to press forwards.

Ellie gave a quavering whine as she felt Leo’s cock begin to press inside, pushing deeper and deeper into her until she felt his hips connect with her ass. He leaned forwards, staring down into her face and grinning, and then just as slowly began to draw backwards again. She squirmed, trying to get enough leverage to press herself back into him, only for him to catch her hips and hold her steady. “Now now,” he told her, “Don’t get impatient, you’ll get fucked well enough in due course.”

She whined through her gag, beseeching him with her eyes, and moaned anew as he began to press back into her, taking on a slow pace. She tried her best to clench down on him, to make herself as tight as she could, and hearing him take a slightly deeper breath told her that her efforts were not entirely fruitless.

“I can feel you squeezing around me, slut,” he growled at her, “Maybe I should’ve taken you without the condom. Given you’ve already cum just from the taste of mine, I wonder what’d happen if I came up inside your slutty little cunt?”

“Mm mm mmph…”

“What was that, slut? I couldn’t hear you.”

“Mm mm mmph!”

“Still can’t hear you,” he replied, grinning at her as he slid his hands up her sides to her chest, gently cupping her tits before playing with her nipples, “You’re going to have to speak up!”

“MM MM MMPH!” Ellie practically screamed into the panties in her mouth, for all the good it did her.

“Pinch my nipples you say?” Leo teased, “With pleasure!” and pinched both at the same time.

Ellie squealed and bucked. Leo rode it out, intermittently pinching one or the other to keep Ellie guessing for a long moment before letting go.

“Lovely little nips you’ve got there, slut,” he told her, grinning down at her as she stared up at him with her face very flushed, “Wish I’d checked the box for something to put on them before Mark got here, but I don’t feel like getting off my stroke now.”

Ellie simply moaned into her gag. She was already bearing towards an orgasm, and having both her nipples terrorised out of nowhere when she’d been trying to beg him to let her cum had definitely not helped when she was already at the mercy of Leo’s slow penetration and the rumbling plug inside her ass..

Now, as Leo picked up his pace and began pounding into her, Ellie found herself set adrift, stuck at the mercy of the tidal wave of pleasure crashing through her and threatening to drown her, even as she was swept ever closer towards what she could tell was probably going to be her biggest orgasm of the night.

She could tell Leo was getting close - that they both were - and there was nothing she could do about it.

Leo gritted his teeth and stared into Ellie’s eyes as he felt his orgasm bearing down on him. “This,” he snarled, “Is what you get, slut!” He adjusted his grip on her hips, buried himself to the hilt and came.

Ellie felt the condom fill inside her, and what heat she could feel coupled with the mere thought of what it would’ve felt like if he hadn’t been wearing it set off her own orgasm too, her back arching and a drawn-out wail smothering itself into her gag as her climax washed over her. Then she sagged back against the bed, her chest rising and falling and the residual aftershocks still shuddering through her.

Leo pulled out of her, slipped the condom off and tied a knot in it before tossing it into his bin. Then he smiled approvingly down at her, “Well done. You’ve been so well-behaved this evening, taking my cock like a good little slut should. Let’s just plug you back up…” He grabbed the dildo from earlier and slid it back into her, before using the remote to activate it again and set both to a low teasing buzz. Then he glanced at the clock, “Hm, nine thirty. Doesn’t time fly? Think I might just have some fun with you before we round off for the night. But first, let’s let you down from there…”

He reached up and untied Ellie’s ankles from the bedframe, allowing her to lie flat for the first time since tying her up there. She stretched as best she could with her hands still bound above her head, and mumbled something which sounded like a thank you into her gag.

“My pleasure, slut,” he said, before catching her ankles and reaching for some of the rope, “Now, I’m not letting you free just yet. I’ve got something quite fun in mind before we press on.”

He tied off a rope to each of her ankles and secured them to the bedposts at the foot of the bed, after which he reached once again into her toy box and took out a black sleep mask. Ellie cocked her head to one side curiously as he climbed onto the bed beside her, wondering what he was about, and maintained that expression as the sleep mask slid into place over her eyes.

“Wouldn’t want to spoil the surprise of what I’ve got planned next, slut,” he told her, “Now I’ll be back in a second. Got to go get a couple of things.” He left the room.

Ellie simply lay there in the darkness, still enjoying the last twinges of pleasure from her orgasms lingering in her system, as well as the new ones brought on by the still-present buttplug and the newly-present-again dildo. Since he’d left the door open this time, she could hear him moving about from room to room.

“What’s he doing?” she wondered, as she heard him coming back.

“Miss me, slut?” she heard him ask from somewhere in the blackness. There was a sound of wood touching wood, and a few strange clattering sounds. “Brought a couple of things for us; scavenged a couple of things from your cosplay supplies, and a little something from the kitchen.”

“From the kitchen?” Ellie wondered, “What would he have got from the- EEK!”

Something terribly cold had unexpectedly pressed against the sole of her right foot. Ellie squealed into her gag and tried to yank her foot away, but the rope held firm and tight and stopped her from going anywhere. With no escape, she could only continue to squeal and wiggle with whatever leeway she had as the cold object stroked back and forth across her sole a few times before pulling away.

“Like that, slut?” she heard Leo’s voice say, “I’ve got other things. How about… this?”

Something far warmer than the cold whatever it was pressed against her foot next, and Ellie squealed anew as it traced over her skin.

Leo grinned. He’d originally been intending to get a few ice cubes from the freezer, but decided on the spur of the moment that there were enough reasons to change his bed tonight without introducing water to the equation as well, and besides he had a much better idea…

Instead, he’d set the kettle to a half-boil and raided Ellie’s cosplay supplies for a few feathers while it did its thing. Then he’d got out two bowls, poured the heated water into one - making sure to check the temperature, it wouldn’t do to scald Ellie - and filled the other with cold water from the fridge dispenser and topped it off with a few ice cubes. Then he’d popped a couple of spoons into the bowls, put the whole shebang on a tray and brought it into his room.

He’d noted that Ellie had had some clamps in her toybox, so he’d added those to the bowls to let them cool or heat up before testing the cold spoon. Now to get started. If he could keep Ellie off-balance and guessing until he’d had his fun, who knew what sort of a state she’d be in by the time he was done, especially with the minor stimulation of the toys inside her holes putting her even further askew?

Ellie whined as the heat left her foot alone again, only to be replaced by the gentle brushing of several feathers.

“So that’s what he got from my cosplay supplies,” she managed to think as the laughter began to overwhelm her.

Leo watched as Ellie started squirming again, muted giggling audible from her panty-stuffed mouth, head turning blindly this way and that as she tried her hardest to pull her foot away from the questing feathers.

Then he pulled them away again and reached for the cold spoon.

Ellie breathed a sigh of relief through her nose as the tickling stopped, only to squeak as her other foot was assaulted by the cold object again.

And on the torment went. Heat, cold, more feathers, sometimes on one foot, sometimes on both.

He started using his fingers too, relishing in her helpless laughter as he assaulted her feet, then switched to the crooks of her knees, pinning her legs down to avoid flying kneecaps as he laid into her with a storm of mingled sensation.

Ellie was relieved when that stopped. Her sight-robbed eyes were already full of tears from laughing and her chest was heaving for breath, and she was half-dreading half-anticipating what was to come next.

Then pressure bit down on her nipples and she shrieked into her gag because those were definitely a pair of her nipple clamps but they were so very, very cold! A moment's pause as Leo's soft chuckle came out of the blackness and she felt him give one of the clamps a playful flick, and then the giggles came again as she felt the feathers trailing slowly down over her stomach.

And suddenly, more cold! Ellie's shriek came again as she felt another icy chill press directly up against her poor little clit, collapsing into something between a sobbing gasp and a laugh as the feathers swept back and forth over her stomach.

Then the cold was gone. The clamps were removed, the chill against her clit vanished, and she got to catch her breath for just a moment.

The heat arrived before she could respond, feeling almost searing to her chilled nipples as new clamps were applied. She dreaded the same for her clit, but instead got a sharp flick from what she thought was Leo's finger before the feathers followed on against her besieged little nub and drove her into a whimpering frenzy.

Leo was thoroughly enjoying himself. The heated and chilled clamps and spoons were doing their work perfectly, the feathers were driving Ellie crazy, and he knew the vibes inside her were still going strong.

He glanced back to Ellie’s collection of treasures and his eyes lit up; Ellie's thrashing had slightly disturbed the box and its contents where it sat on the bed. Where it now sat, its contents shifted around, he saw what had previously been obscured; a couple more clamps smaller than the nipple ones.

And the light bulb of inspiration blazed to life.

He set the feathers aside, freed her nips of the heated clamps, even grabbed the remote to shut down the vibes and left her there to stew in the utter lack of all the previous sensation for a moment as he prepared his new idea.

Ellie, for her part, simply whimpered into the darkness. One moment she had been drowning in pleasure and sensation, and the next there was nothing. Even the vibes inside her had stopped, for all that she could feel that they were still there.

All she could do was lie there, listening to Leo moving around and mumbling excitedly to himself, and wonder what was coming next. What she was hearing was just leaving her with both more questions than answers and a deepening sense of foreboding.

---

There was a few minutes of silence, in which Ellie’s arousal slowly ticked down and down, and then Leo made a pleased sound. “There we go, that should be fine. Get a load of this, slut!”

Ellie cocked her head to one side as she felt the mattress shift, clearly from Leo climbing onto it, and then suddenly she felt the ice-cold clamps go back onto her nipples. She squealed at the contact, and then again as the same ice-cold pinch suddenly assailed her clit as well; clearly Leo had found more clamps in the box.

“Like that, slut?” he asked as Ellie squirmed beneath the sensation, “It was good when I had four clamps but now I have six, and I can do even worse to you!”

Ellie mewled as she felt the dildo and buttplug roar into life inside her, and then the torture began anew as the feathers came in to attack.

It didn’t take him long to swap out the cold clamps for the heated ones, making Ellie howl at the sudden contrast in temperature on her chilled flesh before it was reduced to another sobbing frenzy as he began tickling her all over again.

Then he began alternating them, heat and cold in equal measure and pressing the cold and hot spoons against her feet or her sides or her pussy lips all over again until Ellie was a ravening beast, shying away from the touch at every opportunity.

Finally, after what felt like another eternity, the temperature play ceased, the tickling stopped, and Ellie simply lay on the bed with the ever-present rumbling of the toys inside her the only sensation left to her.

She felt Leo’s soft breath on her ear, his fingers on the sleep mask, and then she was blinking against the light as it pulled away to reveal his face grinning down at her.

“You’ve been a very good slut,” he told her, “It’s ten thirty now. You put up with that without cumming for an hour, like a good little girl, and I think you’ve earned a reward. Would you like a reward?”

Ellie couldn’t nod fast enough.

“Good,” he purred, stepping back, “Stay still, like a good girl, and you’ll get your reward in due course…”

She lay there quiet and still as instructed, as Leo untied her ankles from the bed frame and once again bound them together, the same way he had when he had first set upon her in her room… what felt like days ago.

Then he’d untied her wrists, rolled her over and straddled her back. She’d had moments to process her freedom, and then he’d caught her arms again. She felt rope loop around her wrists, then her arms just above her elbows, and before she knew it he’d tied her up again, her arms trapped against her back in a secure but comfortable boxtie.

And there she lay, the toys rumbling inside her, head still fuzzy from left over pleasure, hair spread about her like a raven halo, waiting for her reward. And yet for some reason he hadn’t moved off her yet…

Then the plug cut out, and she raised her head as she felt his fingers playing about its edge, gripping, twisting, pulling it forth from her anus.

Ellie moaned as she realised what was to come. Leo was going to keep the promise he’d made when he’d first put the buttplug into her earlier in the evening.

He was going to fuck her ass.

---

Leo considered the sight beneath him with a smile on his face. Ellie lying facedown before him, arms boxtied behind her back, her pert round ass on full display, and the small, slightly-opened hole in between her pale cheeks which identified his final target of the night.

Shuffling forwards a little from where he sat astride her legs, Leo leaned forwards and pressed his tip into the small hole.

Ellie couldn’t help but groan into her gag. Leo’s cock felt so different from the plug, warm and more yielding than the plug itself but no less set to batter down her gates all the same.

And then he was pushing inside, and Ellie was moaning up a storm even more than before.

Leo had to grit his teeth. Her mouth had been delightful, her pussy wonderful even from within the constraints of a condom, but her ass felt divine. Hotter than a burning star, a silken glove gripping around his cock as he pushed deeper and deeper inside her.

Ellie didn’t think she’d ever felt this full in her life. Even being stuffed full of toys earlier hadn’t felt anything like this; the humming dildo still buried in her dripping snatch while her roommate filled up her ass with his cock.

And fill it up he did, as after what felt like hours of his cock sliding into her she felt his hips come to rest against her butt. He’d done it; he’d got his cock up to the hilt in her ass.

She felt him shift, felt him lying down over her until a little deft motion from her bound hands could’ve run her fingers across his chest, felt the mattress dip either side of her under his elbows… felt his warm breath on her ear.

“You love this, don’t you?” he murmured into her ear, making her shiver, “You love the feeling of my cock in your ass. I bet you’re already aroused just from that, aren’t you, slut? You’d like nothing better than for me to fill you up with cum and make you my buttslut, wouldn’t you?”

“Mmhmm!” Ellie nodded enthusiastically, craning her neck as far as she could so she could cast him a pleading look.

“Well then, guess I’d best get started!” He drew himself up, delighting in Ellie’s mewls and muffled protests as he drew himself almost all the way out of her ass… and then slammed back to the hilt.

Ellie squealed into her gag and bucked under him, but Leo wasn’t done. He adjusted his position on the bed and began hammering into her ass.

Ellie squirmed and wriggled, but it was for naught. All she could do was hang on for dear life, even as Leo proved that buggering her wasn’t taking up his full attention by grabbing the remote to the dildo still inside her and beginning to randomly adjust its controls.

The double assault was such that Ellie reached her first ever analgasm only a minute later, suddenly going rigid under Leo and letting out a screech into her gag. Leo, for his part, grunted as Ellie’s ass suddenly tightened around him, then grinned down at her where she lay with her face buried in the mattress.

“Fancy cumming from someone fucking your ass, you slut. I really did you a favour by taking you in hand, didn’t I? Who knows what sort of trouble you’d get up to otherwise, hm?”

The only response he got was a drawn-out moan from the trembling ravenette, so he settled for resuming his pace and continuing to fuck her ass.

Ellie was on the verge of begging. She wasn’t sure what for. For him to keep fucking her ass and make her cum even more? For him to spare her and give her a break? She didn’t really know. All she could do was hang on and try to think unsexy thoughts to stave off the second analgasm she could already feel building, but it was difficult… oh so difficult.

She felt Leo lie a little more fully on top of her, his right arm snaking around the front of her chest to slightly pull her up off the bed, his other hand palming her left breast and squeezing her nipple between his fingers. She felt his breath against her skin, and then the feeling of his mouth as he kissed along the curve of her neck. And through it all he continued to pronebone her ass into the mattress like it owed him money.

“What a sight you are, slut. This beautiful ass spread wide around my cock, your cute little nipples perky and practically begging for some attention, this lovely neck so desperately in need of someone to put a collar around it… You’re simply delicious.”

His hand pulled away from her chest and returned, now holding up a familiar remote in front of her lust-fogged, heavy-lidded eyes, “I think you need a little wake-up call, don’t you?”

The words and their connection to the remote in front of her eyes brought life back to her. She shook her head, raven hair flying, making every pleading sound she could through her gag, no please if you turn up the vibrations now I might die-

But her pleading was for nought; Leo’s thumb slid on the controls, and Ellie gave a long, muffled wail as she felt the dildo kick up to maximum. Her second analgasm of the evening crashed over her and she was reduced to shivering and shaking in his arms, even as he dropped the dildo back to its random pattern and let the remote fall to the bed. His free hand palmed her chest again, mauling at her breasts and tormenting her nipples as he pleased while he continued to kiss and lick his way up and down her neck.

Leo gritted his teeth a little. He knew his endurance wasn’t going to last much longer; Ellie’s ass was just too much. He’d just have to enjoy the remaining time he had at his disposal.

“Maybe I should keep you,” he mused, more to himself than to Ellie, though he knew the mostly pleasure-drunk ravenette could hear every single word, “I bet you’d like that, wouldn’t you? To not have any more agency in this apartment beyond what I give you, just here for me to have any time and any way I want you. Make sure you never go out with your friends or off to work in the morning without my cum dribbling down your leg or the taste of it on your tongue. Take out all the stress of my working day on you, however I choose. And who knows, if you’re a very good girl I might even let you pick how you want me to have you, once in a while… But that’s all for later. Right now, I’ve got your slutty ass to fill up with my cum - I hope you’re ready!”

Everything Leo had said, every word out of his mouth, had just been another stick of kindling on the building fire. Ellie’s mind burst with the possibilities; all the kinkiest scenarios she could come up with, every idle thought of what her friend and roommate could or would do to her that she’d ever masturbated to the thought of at night, every last debauched fantasy she’d ever entertained that involved him visiting delicious torments upon her helplessly bound and vulnerable body…

And then she felt Leo’s orgasm hit, felt his cum fill her ass, and the heat and knowledge that he’d just claimed her last hole for himself - indeed, the first and only person to ever claim that particular hole - combined with the wild imaginings still racing around her head tipped Ellie off the edge and turned her entire world white.

Leo paused as Ellie just… stopped. He could tell she was alive; he could feel her racing heartbeat through her furnace-hot ass and he could see that she was trembling, but it appeared that this time her string of orgasms had been so fierce she’d just mentally checked out on him.

Smiling softly down at her now that she was in no condition to see him shed the “Dom” act he'd had up for her all evening, Leo pulled out and set about carefully untying all Ellie’s bonds. His roommate was in need of a little aftercare right now.

---

Ellie came back to herself in bits and pieces, and her still-fuzzy mind took stock.

She was no longer bound.

She was mostly immersed in water.

She was lying against something very warm.

She could feel a pair of hands gently moving back and forth over her body.

She raised her head, turned it, and found herself staring into Leo’s brown eyes, sparkling with a surprising amount of affection.

“Welcome back to the land of the living, Ellie.”

She looked around. They were both sitting in the bath. Leo was now as naked as she was, having stayed mostly dressed for the entire evening from what she could recall. She was lying in his lap, and he was gently washing her.

“How do you feel?” he asked.

Ellie thought for a moment, then snuggled back into him. “Wonderful,” she murmured, “Absolutely wonderful.”

“Everything you ever fantasised about?” She could hear the amusement in his tone.

“And more,” she confirmed, resting her head back against his chest, “That was so much better than I’d ever dreamed it would be.”

She hesitated a second, and then raised her head and looked up into his face again, “Would you… do it again?”

Leo cocked his head to one side, looking back at her for a long moment, then smiled, “If you want. I wouldn’t turn it down. But,” he gave her a firm look, “If we’re going to make this a regular thing between us, I think we need to lay down some ground rules first. That sound okay to you?”

Ellie beamed back at him. “That’s fine by me… Master.” She closed her eyes as he gave her a gentle kiss on the forehead, then settled her head back against his chest and squirmed a little to tuck it under his chin, closing her eyes and letting his gentle ministrations start to carry her away.

It had been a hell of a Halloween for the two of them, and the best she’d ever had by a mile.

She could only wonder where they’d be or what they’d get up to next year.

(So you can once again thank Ellie for this extremely belated Halloween story; she gave me the idea the day after Halloween, I spent the next week or so writing it, posted it in our shared Discord server for our friends to enjoy and then completely forgot to post it publicly until today - oops. Anyway, there will be slice of life chapters following this to show Leo and Ellie's further adventures, so stay tuned!)