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“So you want me to choke you?” Totoko looks up from the note she was given.
Karamatsu nods, losing his confidence once she says it out loud. He had been too embarrassed to verbally speak about his request.
She flips the paper over so he can see his carefully written note himself.
“Alright, fine. I don’t hate this so I’ll agree to it, but we do it my way. None of this shit.”
Karamatsu practically jumps with joy. He’ll agree to anything Totoko says, all he wanted was that one request. Who cares if he wrote like thirty other things in that letter, being choked was the main one.
“And if you call my pussy anything but a pussy ever again, I’m snapping your neck.” She says with an air of finality. Totoko gets up from her desk chair and rummages through her closet. Karamatsu couldn’t help the way his dick twitched at the threat. She really would kill him!
“I have just the thing for you to wear.”
“Wear…?” Karamatsu repeats. He hopes it’s not a butt plug.
“Yeah, it’s just a little something I’ve had for a while. Blue isn’t really my color under normal circumstances. You would look better in it.”
So, not a butt plug, but rather an outfit. Interesting. Must be some sort of suit she never wore. They don’t share the same size, so Karamatsu has to wonder how Totoko thinks this is going to work.
“Here it is!” She pulls the lingerie out triumphantly before showing it off to Karamatsu.
“Um….”
“Isn’t it nice? I think it’ll be the perfect fit for you. Visually, of course. You’re kind of...meaty.”
“Meaty?” Karamatsu looks at his own torso. He doesn’t think he’s gained weight recently. Actually, he’s always been more on the skinny side. He’s always wanted to build more muscle, but has never gotten around to it.
“Yeah. I mean you’re still a twig compared to real men, but you’re bigger than me.”
There it is again, another degrading comment for Karamatsu to use to jack off later.
“I don’t think I’m entirely comfortable with wearing that.” Karamatsu finally says.
Totoko walks over to him, slowly pushing him down on her bed until he’s staring up at her. She climbs on Karamatsu, making sure to snugly place her ass on his dick.
“Well, then, I guess I’m not entirely comfortable choking you until you pass out. But that’s just me, you know?” She grabs his cheeks firmly, squishing them close enough to give Karamatsu fish lips. “You can’t just take and take. I wanna have fun, too.”
Totoko was right, Karamatsu was bigger than her, and wasn’t as skinny as he thought. The lingerie was tight, not enough to rip but enough to be uncomfortable. If he was just a bit taller….he could’ve fit in it just fine.
What was he thinking? He didn’t want to wear this to begin with. Karamatsu stepped out of the closet shyly.
“Aw, there we go! Don’t you think you look cute?”
“I’m not supposed to be cute…”
“You are now. It’s okay. Come join me.” She pats the spot on the bed next to her. Karamatsu does slowly, not wanting the short dress to ride up.
“Wow, no underwear. Pretty bold, huh?” Totoko rubs a hand up Karamatsu’s thigh. She notes that he’s hairless and wonders if he was waxed before coming here.
“It wouldn’t look right…”
“So, even while wearing my lingerie you think about how you look? You’re so vain, Karamatsu-kun.” She giggles.
Karamatsu flusters, face bright pink as he realizes this is definitely more than he bargained for. He had to admit that this was turning him on, though.
“Will you be changing?”
“No, don’t you think this is enough?”
“Umm….Y-Yes, my darling. Of course.”
“Thought so. Here’s what we’re gonna do..” She runs her fingers lightly up his chest, not quite touching his nipples but close enough to make Karamatsu notice she was refusing to touch him there.
“You requested I use my arms instead of my hands for a firmer grip, yeah?”
Karamatsu nods.
“How about I use my legs?”
“What do you mean?” He asks quietly.
Totoko scooches all the way back to her headboard and spreads her legs open. She pats her thigh.
“Come on, I’ll show you what I mean.”
Karamatsu, almost forgetting what he was here for, quickly crawled over for a chance to take her panties off, but Totoko stopped him in his tracks.
“Not like that. Idiot. Flip over. On your back.”
He did as instructed while still being a bit unsure of what Totoko wanted to do. As soon as she was able to, Totoko placed her thighs around his shoulders and squeezed.
“My legs are stronger than my arms. I’ve worked hard to tone them! You’ll appreciate me later. Let me know when it’s too much.”
Karamatsu nodded and waited for her to tighten her hold. Despite Totoko’s confidence, she wasn’t wanting to kill the poor guy, so she started off slowly. Totoko watched tentatively for any sort of reaction. When Karamatsu was starting to get red in the face, she asked if he was okay. He gave her a thumbs up and so Totoko continued to squeeze harder.
She let go, and Karamatsu inhaled deeply.
“Tighter,” is all he says.
“You want more? You’re practically dying right now.”
Karamatsu shakes his head.
“Don’t worry, my love. I can handle anything you throw at me.” He extends his arms in smug triumph, as if he was trying to reassure a very annoyed Totoko.
“Whatever. Just shut the fuck up and c’mere before I kick you out.” She replies.
“Yes, ma’am.” Karamatsu scrambles in order to be at the best place on earth: in between Totoko’s thighs.
This time, Karamatsu understands what needs to be done, so when he’s fully regained his breath, he easily slides into his designated spot and gives a thumbs up.
And then Totoko squeezes harder.
In heaven, which is where Karamatsu is definitely going, he imagines there’s nothing like this up there.
Oh god, he could live here forever. No way could he think of anything better, not with the way there's a slight slip due to Totoko’s sweat building up from the effort it takes to kill him.
To kill him? Hmm, he definitely doesn’t think Totoko would try, but with the way he was seeing spots and his vision was blacking out….
Karamatsu lightly slaps her thigh, secretly relishing that he’s touching her soft skin, to alert her that he’s past his limit...but Totoko merely cackles in response.
Karamatsu tries again, slapping with more strength.
“Karamatsu, are you at your limit?” Totoko asks, tone dripping with faux innocence. “Too bad. Last a little longer like this, will you? It’s kind of fun.”
That fucking bitch, Karamatsu thinks, unable to say or think anything else.
She doesn’t completely let go of him, but he pulls his head up from her legs to readjust his position, and finally, to be able to breathe.
Karamatsu was basically gasping for breath as Totoko pushes him down again and squeezes as tightly as before.
“Can you stop overreacting? It’s not that bad.”
“Ghrk…!” is all Karamatsu responds with.
Still, he had to admit he was incredibly hard. This was more than what he bargained for in the best fucking way possible. There is never going to be a better moment than the past five minutes of choking. This is probably better than having sex. Possibly. Maybe. He doesn’t have the experience yet but he hopes to one day.
Maybe even with Totoko-chan. Maybe if she chokes him enough she’ll finally say yes to having sex with him. For right now though, this is the best moment of Karamatsu’s life. Especially now that he can smell the flower in between her legs. Oh, how strong the musk is. He could bask in this scent forever. How he wishes to be allowed in…..
Despite the life or death situation his brain thinks he’s in, and the way he’s seeing black spots in his vision, Karamatsu reaches down to palm his dick.
“Take your dick out while you’re at it, why don’t you?” Totoko scoffs, breaths a little worn from the workout. The breathiness just eggs Karamatsu on, and he does in fact, takes Karamatsu Jr out.
“You’re disgusting. If you get any cum on my bed, I will kill you.” Totoko threatens. Karamatsu is only half listening as he finally gets close to releasing the beast.
When he strokes himself to near completion, Totoko releases him from the vice grip and lets him finish. Karamatsu ends up cumming all over his shirt, breathing heavily.
“Oo, Karamatsu, I didn’t expect you to be a grower. Your dick’s smaller than my toes,” Totoko comments excitedly.
Karamatsu puts Karamatsu Jr. away, knowing he’s going to add that to his spank bank later.