Why expend effort to torment my slave when I can force him
to torment himself, instead?
A few nights ago my slave asked very nicely if there was any
chance he might cum in the morning when he arrived home from work.
My slave knows that I’m not a morning person. At 7 am I want
bacon, tea, and a hot shower. I do not want to pay attention to my
slave’s puny cock. Nor do I want him just cumming without me, gaining pleasure
without thoughts of me at the front of his mind.
Still, I was feeling benevolent, and I wanted to try out
some ideas inspired by the internet. As you may have deduced from “Choices,”
I’m a fan of letting my slave cum but tormenting him in the process.
“Yes, you may cum tomorrow,” I said, “Here are your rules:
You may not cum until leave for work. If you start jerking before then, you
must keep going, non-stop, until I’m gone. If you cum too soon, or if you stop
jerking once you’ve started, you will not cum for at least one week.
“Finally, you must cum in your pink panties, and you will
put them on as soon as you get home.”
I knew that sissy wouldn’t be able to resist stroking
himself as soon as those satiny panties went on. I knew he would get home a
good hour before I left for work. In other words, I knew I would go about my
morning routine undisturbed while my slave lay on the bed whimpering and
gingerly stroking my property, trying not to explode until I was gone.
I was hoping he’d hold out, but I admit I did not make it
easy. I paraded my dripping body in front of him after my shower. Whenever I
passed by the bed I trailed my fingers along the panties, listening to him gasp
and groan as I tweaked his nipples.
Finally, when his whole body was shaking and he was barely
moving his hand for fear of cumming, I was ready to go. “You may cum now,
sissy,” I said as I strolled from the room. I paused and glanced back, deciding
I rather wanted to watch him cum in his panties for the first time.
Noticing that I was still there, he gasped, “Now?!” his eyes
widening in panic.
“Yes, now. You won’t be penalized for cumming before I go.”
“Ahhhhhh!” I watched as he finally let himself go, moaning
as hot cum spurted into his panties. Being a spur-of-the-moment kind of gal, I snatched up his
phone and snapped a close-up picture.
“Do what you want with that,” I said, tossing the phone back
on the bed. “Have a nice day, love.”
Mistress K
In the beginning, it seems the chaste male sub is overly preoccupied with "when am I going to be allowed to cum". Over time the spouse gets weary of having to make a decision of "do I allow it or not". One of the best games I have heard of is to put 25 marbles in a bowl, say 20 blue ones and 5 white ones. It's simple, he draws a white one he gets to cum, a blue one, no cum. He has a 20 percent chance of getting a release and you both must agree in advance that the marble rules unless you have decided otherwise already. No peeking allowed. This makes your life easier (which is what this is all about) by taking away the pressure of making the decision every time. It's your way of giving him a little control over his fate, yet hopefully keep his releases few and far between thus keeping him focused on your needs.
ReplyDeleteYou're absolutely right about this preoccupation and the fact that it's tiring, in my experience. I've been told this decreases once the sub has been in chastity continuously for a few weeks, whereas we've never gotten past a couple weeks at a time. I like this marbles game! Thanks for the idea.
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