The Retired CEO's Guide To Being Spoiled-Chapter 49: The Sheep’s Eye Ring

The ring worn around the glans was covered in bristles, each strand long and slender. These tiny hairs rubbed against the cleft of Julian’s buttocks, making the small entrance below feel both ticklish and itchy, while the tender red flesh flushed as a tingling sensation spread from within. Yet, the bristles possessed a certain stiffness; when force was applied, they caused a numbing sting. These conflicting sensations intertwined, causing his rear entrance to twitch relentlessly, opening and closing in spasms. Secretions flowed out, leaving Julian’s inner thighs soaking wet and sticky.

He was flushed with panic as the bristles brushed against him. In that moment, Julian suddenly recalled reading somewhere about a type of erotic toy that ancient emperors favored. It was made from the eyelashes of sheep, known as a sheep’s eye ring; it was designed to not only prolong ejaculation but also to heighten the pleasure of the one receiving it. As Julian imagined those layers of soft hair pushing into his tight entrance and caressing the tender flesh inside, a shiver ran down his spine. Yet, his small opening kept twitching incessantly, as if eagerly awaiting the invasion.

It seemed as though all of Julian’s senses were concentrated on that scorching cleft between his buttocks. The emptiness inside was maddeningly itchy, making his whole body restless. Having been teased for so long, he was already limp with exhaustion, desperate for the penis to penetrate him. Now, with this added provocation, that small mouth was even more ravenous. Julian’s entire body burned, the itch becoming unbearable. However, his legs were tied and stretched wide, rendering him unable to move; he could only helplessly accept this sweet torture. The rope gag in his mouth prevented Julian from begging aloud, so he could only look up at Ethan with wet, glistening eyes. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

Perhaps the gaze was too intense, or perhaps Ethan simply wanted to hear Julian’s voice, so he mercifully untied the knot gagging him. Ethan’s long fingers brushed against the rope, and in the process of removing it, he grazed Julian’s deep red tongue, which was slightly exposed. Ethan could not restrain himself; the moment the rope fell from Julian’s mouth, Ethan leaned down, his tongue tangling with the one that was panting for air.

Saliva spilled from the corners of their mouths, trailing a thin silver thread down to Julian’s chin. Once released, he gasped for breath, his voice turning distinctly coquettish and laced with an arousal that tugged at the heartstrings: "Mmn... It is so itchy... Honey, my darling... Put it in, please... hic..."

Julian desperately wanted to lift his hips to welcome Ethan’s thick member, but with his legs secured, he could do nothing. Yet, Julian likely did not realize how incredibly moving his current appearance was. His frail body was bound to the bed, and his slender, smooth legs were stretched to their limit, exposing alluring hip joints and a pitiful little entrance that was soaking wet, ceaselessly gaping as if begging to be fed. His eyes were red, wet, and dyed with lust. It was a sight that would incite the tyrannical instincts within any man.

Ethan reached out to caress Julian’s penis, then leaned down to whisper in his ear: "Don’t be in such a hurry, baby. I will definitely feed that little mouth of yours until it is full." As he spoke, his fingers slid down to the two small testicles below, kneading them gently. Julian was so stimulated that his whole body shivered, his toes curled, causing the ropes to pull tighter and stretch his legs even further.

Ethan chuckled, a low, deep sound, then lifted Julian’s hips. He used both hands to spread the elastic buttocks apart and gently guided his thick manhood inside. The rhythm was not urgent like his usual manner. Under normal circumstances, Ethan would have thrust hard, burying himself deep inside Julian in one go. But this time, he entered slowly and deliberately. First came the thick glans, followed immediately by the sheep’s eye ring, which was already drenched in fluid. The inner walls, having awaited this affection for so long, immediately clamped down on the foreign object the moment it intruded, frantically constricting around Ethan’s thick glans.

"Mmn... Don’t... It is so itchy..." Julian’s beautiful almond eyes were brimming with tears, his gaze unfocused, his heavy breathing punctuated by whimpers. Following Ethan’s gentle movements, the lashes of the sheep’s eye ring swept against the slick inner walls like a feather duster, causing Julian to tremble uncontrollably. The itching sensation inside was not only unsatisfied but made his rear entrance even more ravenous, twisting tightly around Ethan’s penis.

Ethan took a deep breath, feeling the soul-stealing pleasure from the tight little mouth below. It was soft and scalding hot inside; the tender flesh felt like a thousand tiny mouths sucking on his member. The ugly green veins on his penis bulged, throbbing wildly as if they were about to burst. Obviously, the current pace could not satisfy him, but Ethan wanted to let the man beneath him know just how "merciful" he usually was with Julian.

So, he leaned down slightly, gripped Julian’s slender waist, and suddenly delivered a powerful thrust. Every strand of the sheep’s eyelashes on the ring dragged forcefully against the inner walls, creating a sensation that was both maddeningly itchy and intensely pleasurable. Julian sobbed from the stimulation, he wanted to escape this indescribable madness, but with his legs bound and unable to close, what could he possibly do?

Julian could only helplessly endure the intoxicating pleasure, sobbing as he begged for forgiveness. "Eth... Ah... be gentle... mmn... a little gentler... have mercy on me..."

His tender inner walls, which had always been treated with such gentleness, were now being subjected to rough treatment. Although the sheep’s eyelashes were soft, they possessed a certain rigidity. Driven by Ethan’s ruthless, unyielding thrusts, the bristles stabbed haphazardly inside him. One moment they scraped against the walls, causing an unbearable itch, and the next they jabbed straight into the soft flesh, creating a fleeting sharp pain.

The sour, numbing sensation mingled with the pain, washing over Julian in a wave that forced him to arch his back and endure it all.