Otto always had sensitive nipples, but didn't realize just how dangerous they could be until now. The moment he learned how connected they were he couldn't stop playing with them, his buttons only seeming to grow more sensitive the more he toyed with them. It became a joke whenever he was out shirtless at a bar, his friends occasionally giving them a tug and watching him grow flustered.
It wasn't until he was alone did a man come up behind him, quickly wrapping their fingers around Otto's chest. Otto felt his body collapse, forced to bend forward as a hand lead him down from the back of his neck. He couldn't process what was happening, the blood rushing to his head carrying the wave of arousal currently flushing through him. It wasn't until he recovered did he realize he'd been quickly moved outside, forced by the movement of the aggressor behind him.
Otto tried to turn around and regain his composure, only to have his nips pinched again. Electricity spread from his spot across his surface, his skin exploding in a blaze of excitement. He had no option other than to submit that night, his body betraying him in a forced state of arousal that needed to be fucked endlessly. He woke up that morning next to the stranger, his mind stuck replaying the night over and over in his head in sexual fascination, needing to repeat it again.