Thread by @Sheithnsword

#Zhongchi #鍾タル
R18 orgasm denial, omorashi, fem!Zhongli

Puppy Childe’s balls are on fire—Zhongli jiejie punished him for touching himself earlier today by forcing him to wear underwear dusted in itching powder. It doesn’t matter how much he whimpers or moans, he’s not allowed

to itch or even relieve himself. Pissing would require him to take his white boxers off, and Zhongli jiejie won’t allow that. Unless, of course, he pisses with them on. But Childe refuses. He holds it in until his bladder is close to bursting, just like his balls are. He’s too

hard to pee and too aroused for his erection to waver. It sticks up like a flagpole, the pink tip sticking up out of the waistband of his boxers, dribbling pathetically as he circles his hips in the air.

“Stubborn puppy,” Zhongli chastises, before suddenly kicking him in the

balls. She’s wearing high heels and it /hurts/. Childe chokes as his cock twitches and teeters over the edge as he finally, finally cums, his balls pulsing and itching unbearably as he releases and the sensitive skin of his genitals is rubbed raw against the fabric. “Ahnn…

Mommy, please—” he pants, toes curling and flexing at the overwhelming urge to touch himself. His little puppy tail pokes out from the top of his waistband as well, ramrod straight with tension.

Zhongli lightly touches the tip of her finger to his nose, considering him, and he

almost loses it. “T-touch—!” he begs desperately, feeling lost and tongue tied. He tries not to dig his nails into the carpet, directing them into the palms of his own hands instead. Mommy doesn’t like it when he sinks his claws into the furniture.

He shudders. He’s still

unbearably hard. The inside of his boxers are hot, wet, and sticky. It feels disgusting, like he’s wearing a soiled diaper.

Zhongli jiejie walks around him in a circle, assessing him where he kneels. She bends down to massage the dreaded itching powder into his feet next, her

hot, heavy breasts brushing against his naked back for a moment, and coos as he wails in distress. She makes sure not to miss the space between each of his toes. As much as it hurts, Childe tries not to thrash for his mommy.

Next, she takes a pair of kitchen shears from the

nightstand to cut a humiliating hole in the back of his underwear, revealing his winking asshole. Something about it feels worse than if she had simply taken his underwear off.

Through the hole, she pushes a liberally lubed baseball bat up against the curve of his ass. It had

been lying on the nightstand the whole time, but Childe, in all his distraction, had hardly noticed it. Now it takes him by surprise as Zhongli pushes the large, blunt tip past the hole to rub against his crack. A small but insistent push, and then it’s in his ass, popping past

the first ring of muscle and making him yelp. He whines as it slides in further at an agonizingly slow pace. It feels massive. The deep, massaging pressure against his prostate as Zhongli slides it back and forth to rub against his insides brings tears to his eyes.

“Anh, ah—!”

Childe wails. He can’t stand it anymore. He reaches a naughty hand down to his crotch and begins to palm himself through his underwear. It’s hardly a conscious decision. Once he starts, he can’t stop.

“Greedy puppy,” Zhongli tuts, clicking her tongue at the desperate, frantic