Fifty Shades of Alice Through the Looking Glass (6 page)

“Oh, yes, Gnat. Yes…”

But Gnat didn’t lick. Didn’t stroke. Didn’t move. Alice tried to push against him, but his hand gripped her tied thighs too tightly, preventing any movement on her part.

“Please, Gnat. Oh, please.”

He stayed still.

“Gnat!”

Not the slightest movement. Just heat and pressure, so terrible Alice felt ready to burst.

“Lick me!” Alice shook her head back and forth. “Gnat! Lick me!”

He didn’t.

Alice didn’t know what to do. There was a man’s mouth between her legs, pressing against her, and rather than being in ecstasy Alice felt like pulling her hair out in frustration.

But maybe she didn’t need more than just him being there.

Even though Gnat wasn’t actively trying to pleasure Alice, the feeling grew in her anyway. The weight of his lips, his tongue. The very thought of him down there. Knowing she was bound and helpless, at his complete mercy. Remembering the things he’d already done to her, and would continue to do.

Yes, Alice didn’t need more than just a simple touch. She could make herself come. All she needed was a few more seconds and—

Gnat pulled away again.

Alice spent a very unladylike few seconds calling him every dirty name she could think of. As she did, she watched Gnat slowly unbuckle his belt. His pants fell free around his ankles, and he sported a lovely, throbbing erection. A glistening pearl of dew leaked from the tip, and Gnat rubbed it with his thumb, lubricating his soft, velvety head. Then he grasped himself firmly at the base.

“Would you like to put this in your mouth, Alice?”

The very suggestion made Alice’s whole body clench and thrum.

“Please,” she said. “Oh please.”

Gnat lowered himself to his knees, his manhood bobbing before Alice’s face. She stretched her head toward him, mouth open, trying to capture it. Gnat rubbed the head over her lips, the outside of her cheeks, and then pulled away.

He’s going to tease me like this as well?
Alice thought
. This man is dreadful!

But tease he did. Gnat would put just the tip into her mouth, just enough for her to get the tiniest taste, then quickly withdraw. He did this again, and again, and made it even more unbearable by talking to her.

“Do you want it?”

“Yes.”

“Beg me for it.”

“Please, Gnat. Oh please.”

He placed it on the tips of her lips, making Alice stretch out her tongue.

“Do you want me to touch you?”

“Yes.”

“You’ve made me so hard, Alice. Perhaps I should mount you right now.”

“Yes!”

“Or maybe I’ll let you suck me. You seem so eager to.”

“Yes! Please!”

Gnat, however, did not accede to her wishes. He never allowed Alice to take him fully into her mouth, to suck on him as she so desperately desired. He just continued to tease her until the longing became so unbearable, Alice was positive that if she could lick him for just a few seconds she herself would come, even without any stimulation at all. She had never been this turned-on before. It was maddening.

Then, as if her prayers were answered, Gnat crawled down between her legs, his manhood poised above her garden of delights.

“Oh, Gnat…”

But he didn’t enter her. Instead, holding his erection like a paintbrush, he drew little circles around Alice’s lips with his head, barely putting it inside before withdrawing.

Alice’s fists clenched. She set her jaw. She thrashed her head back and forth. It was all too much.

Still, Alice was determined to get her way, and if she concentrated, Alice knew Gnat’s teasing would be enough to make her explode. Alice squeezed her eyes shut, grinding her teeth, concentrating on the sensations. She only needed a few more seconds to reach her peak, just one more stroke, one more rub—

And then Gnat was standing up, stroking himself vigorously.

“No!” Alice cried out, her whole body shaking.

“It must be so uncomfortable, being so close to coming,” Gnat said. “And look how I can pleasure myself. Why, I may come on your breasts and just leave you like this.”

Alice wanted to scream at the injustice of it. Yet the thought of Gnat spurting his essence all over her nipples added to Alice’s furious arousal.

“What can I do?” Alice said. “Please! Tell me!”

“You are already doing it,” Gnat said, his hand a blur. “You see how excited I am. All because of you, Alice. Wouldn’t it be fun to do this to me? To bind me up and make me plead for release?”

Alice nodded, but she didn’t want to think about that now. Right then, all she cared about was blessed release.

“Look how wet you are,” Gnat said. He knelt down and Alice screamed when he touched her between her legs. “Have you ever been this wet?”

“No,” Alice panted. “Never.”

“So warm and wet. Do you like what I’m doing to you?”

“No! It’s torture!”

Gnat frowned, withdrawing his hand.

“No! I mean, don’t stop! Please, Gnat!”

“So you want me to keep teasing you?”

Alice didn’t know how to answer. But when Gnat’s fingers grazed her again, she gasped, “Yes!”

“You’ve been so kind to me, I’m going to let you come.”

“Oh, yes!”

“Just another half an hour of teasing.”

“NO! PLEASE!”

But Gnat was merciless. He would stroke her, then stop. Lick her, then stop. Once he even entered Alice, so quickly that her brain barely had time to register the pleasure before he was gone again.

It was such beautiful agony. Such delicious torture.

Alice came close to orgasm, too many times to count, but Gnat knew her body amazingly well, and would always pull away before she could reach her peak.

By the time thirty minutes had passed, Alice no longer existed. Every bit of her personality was gone. Every memory, every thought, had been wiped away. Gnat had reduced her to nothing but instinct. A helpless, clawing, mewling animal, existing only to pursue pleasure. He got her to the point where a single stroke of his finger across her mouth was enough to make her come. Where a soft breath on her thigh was enough. Where the mere words, “Would you like me to rub your clitoris?” were just as arousing as being vigorously tongued.

Alice’s clothes were drenched in sweat. The ropes that bound her were wet. She could no longer form a thought, or a sentence.

“So beautiful,” he said, running his hand through Alice’s damp hair. “You’ve suffered enough. I’ll make you come, now.”

Alice could scarcely believe it, and then Gnat was driving his manhood into her, impaling her, filling her. He wasn’t going to pull away this time. He was thrusting hard, gripping Alice’s hips, plunging into her with the speed and power she’d been yearning for since he’d tied her up. It was so needed, Alice could scarcely believe it, and the surprise was every bit as powerful as the soul-freeing relief.

Alice screamed with pleasure as her mind, and her body, snapped like dry kindling.

It started with a spasm, as all her orgasms did, muscles clenching down deep, so strong it overtook every cell in her body.

But it didn’t stop there. It kept going, kept deepening, widening, until all she could feel was scorching heat, all she could see was white light, and all she could think…

Well, she couldn’t think at all.

It was like an explosion, only slowed down, where each burst of fire built and billowed and crescendoed just as another was building behind it. Again and again and again, and Alice had no control over her body or the lewd words coming out of her mouth. She was a prisoner to her own unending ecstasy. Gnat kept pounding into her and each thrust added to the all-consuming inferno where every second she’d been teased was rewarded with a life-shattering jolt of pleasure, which seemed to go on and on.

“I’m coming!” Gnat said, and those words sent Alice up yet another precipice, and she joined him as he cried out, his spasms joining hers until Alice could no longer tell when he ended and she began.

Eventually, his movements ceased, and Alice felt like she was a tire with all the air let out. A very happy tire.

When Gnat finally pulled out of her, he planted a sweet kiss on her forehead and said, “So, did that open your mind at all?”

Alice didn’t answer. She felt drugged. Out of sorts. Wonderful, and satisfied, but as if she’d suddenly awoken from deep sleep.

“Alice? Are you okay?”

She peered up at Gnat, having to concentrate for him to come into focus. “Oh, my, yes.”

“Would you like me to tease you for another three hours?”

Gnat began to move his hand between her open legs.

“NO! I mean, that’s kind of you to offer, but I believe I’m losing circulation in my fingers.”

Alice knew that was from her clenching her fists so tightly, not the ropes, but she couldn’t bear being teased again. Especially for that long.

“Fair enough.” Gnat pulled one strand of rope, and Alice’s legs were instantly freed. It was nothing short of magical. “So what was your impression of orgasm denial?” he asked, rubbing her wrists and getting the circulation flowing.

She blew out a long breath, both happy to be untied, and a little saddened as well.

“The build-up was dreadful. But the pay-off was spectacular.”

“If you come by here again, I can teach you how to do the same to me, if you’d like.”

Alice decided she would like that, and thanked him for the offer.

“So where are you off to, now?”

Alice tried to stand, but her legs wouldn’t support her. Gnat had to help Alice to her feet and keep an arm around her waist.

“Well, you could go through the orchard and meet with Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum. If you want to open your mind, I’m sure they could help you with that.”

“They aren’t into orgasm denial, are they? I don’t believe I could handle that again so soon.”

“No. They are into something else entirely.”

“What exactly?”

“You’ll see,” Gnat said, smiling. “Just follow the sun through the orchard, and look for the sign on the tree.”

“Thank you, Gnat.”

“Thank you, Alice. Are you sure you don’t want to play for a bit longer?”

Alice touched herself, and while she did want to go again, she didn’t want to be tormented for hours first.

“Perhaps some other time, Gnat. But I do appreciate you opening my mind.”

“It was my pleasure, Alice.”

“Mine, too. See you, Gnat.”

Alice gave Gnat a kiss on the cheek, then began to follow the sun through the orchard, onto her next adventure.

When Alice reached the end of the orchard, she found several signs nailed to the last tree. The first was marked TWEEDLE DEE IS SEXY. Beneath that was TWEEDLE DUM IS 2X SEXY. Under that was TWEEDLE DEE IS 4X SEXY. This went on for eight more signs, getting up to TWEEDLE DEE IS 2,000,000X SEXY and by then there was no tree left.

Alice found a path behind the tree, which she followed until she reached another tree, which was also covered with signs that went up to TWEEDLE DUM IS 999,999,999,999,999,999X SEXY. Beneath that was another sign that read YOU’RE BOTH SEXY! LEAVE ME ALONE! It was signed “THE TREE”.

Alice found the whole thing very queer. A few steps later, she came upon two short, rotund, decidedly unsexy gentlemen whom she also found very queer, as evidenced by them kissing one another.

“No, my dear, you are sexier,” said one between smooches.

“You are too kind,” replied his partner. “But indeed you are much sexier.”

Each was no taller than her shoulder, and they had largish heads and protruding bellies and could have been twins except one of them had an erect member that curved upward, whilst the other’s curved in a decidedly downward fashion.

“Excuse me,” Alice said, “But are you Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum?”

“It depends,” said the one with the upturning member. “Whom do you think is sexier?”

Alice didn’t want to be cruel, as she didn’t find either of them sexy in the least, but she went with the safe bet. “I find both of you equally sexy.”

“Preposterous,” said one.

“Unheard of,” said the other.

“Inconceivable.”

“Ridiculous.”

“Outrageous.”

“Unbelievable.”

“Gelastic.”

“Gelastic?” Alice asked. “I’ve never heard of such a word. What does it mean?”

“It means preposterous,” said one.

“Unheard of,” said the other.

“Inconceivable.”

“Ridiculous.”

“Outrageous.”

“Unbelievable.”

“Please stop,” said Alice, who had an urge to slap them both in their gelastic heads. “I’m seeking to open my mind, and I was told to look for Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee.”

“I am Tweedle Dum,” said the downturned member Tweedle, “and my much sexier partner is Tweedle Dee.”

“Not true,” said Tweedle Dee.

“But you are Tweedle Dee,” insisted Tweedle Dum.

“Indeed I am. But I am not the sexier partner. That indeed is you.”

They once again began to kiss, whilst engaging in something that Alice could only describe as penis fencing.

“Are you brothers?” Alice asked.

“Of course not,” they answered simultaneously.

“My brother’s name is Irving,” said Tweedle Dee. “He lives in Dubuque, Iowa with his wife and kids and works at a meat processing plant.”

“I am an only child,” said Tweedle Dum. “Besides, Amazon.com doesn’t allow incest erotica.”

“But you look so much alike,” Alice said, growing more annoyed.

“Plastic surgery,” beamed Tweedle Dee. “I have had over a dozen procedures to look more like sexy Tweedle Dum.”

Tweedle Dum nodded and smiled. “And I have had more than a dozen procedures to look like sexy Tweedle Dee.”

“But you are the sexier one.”

“No, you are.”

“No, you are.”

“No, you are.”

“No, you are.”

“No, you are.”

“No, you are.”

“No, you are.”

“Will both of you sexy bitches shut up for a moment!” Alice said. She wondered if Gnat had simply been teasing her in a different way by sending her here. These two men were opening Alice’s mind to the possible delights of homicide, not sex.