“This game is a little like that.” She rubbed the oily stuff into her hands. “I’m going to do something and ask you, ‘Better or worse?’ And you’re going to tap once for better, twice for worse. Do you understand?”

One tap. Good. “There’s only one rule. You’re not allowed to come until I say.” He let out a little noise when she wrapped her slick hand around his shaft. He clearly could make sounds but didn’t speak. She stroked his length nice and slow, matching her motion with the sound of his breath. As it grew faster, louder, she increased her speed.

“Okay.” She took a deep breath and let her fist slide down toward his pelvis, squeezing his shaft, her hand completely still. “Better or worse?” Two taps.

She started moving it again, slow and easy, up to the head and back down.

“Better or worse?”

One tap. Of course. She smiled and reached over for a toy. It was a small vibrating egg. She pressed it to the head of his cock, right at the frenulum, and turned it on.

“Better or worse?”

He groaned. One tap. She began to rub it up and down the underside of his shaft, following the swollen, pulsing vein there.

“Better or worse?”

He hesitated and she heard his breath catch. Then two taps.

“Tough choice?” she asked, smiling. One tap. “Let’s do an easier one.” She picked something else from the pile and used the soft silver thread-where did they get this stuff? She wondered-to tie the weight onto the cock ring. It hung heavily down, putting more pressure on both cock and balls. He gasped.

“Better or worse?” Two taps. Alice saw more precum at the tip of his cock and smiled. “I’m not sure I believe you. I think you might like it a little bit.” One hesitant tap. Indeed.

She hadn’t realized how quickly she would take to this, how exciting it would be to hold someone else’s pleasure or pain in your hands. Her pussy was on fire and she realized she could touch it any time she wanted. She could get up on the table, turn him over and fuck him, just use that big, gorgeous cock for her own pleasure. Or sit on his face and use his tongue. Oh god. The thought made her knees weak and she was glad she was lying down.