Too Many Ideas, Too Little Time...

Don't you just hate the first week back at work after time off? Yeah it sucks...

And it sucks even more when your back hurts, you've buttfucked your perfect weight-loss record into the middle of next week and you're struggling to get back on the wagon let me tell you! But maybe I just need to cut myself some slack... I've done well over a very long period after all, it's just that I am scared of going backwards. 

Anyway.... it's not the only thing I'm struggling with at the moment, the stories are giving me hell too!

First off, I all but completed 'Recruiting a New Pet Ch2', then I substantially completed another new story (and made notes for part two of that) and then last night I went to bed about 11:30 and fell asleep straight away. But not half an hour later I was wide awake with yet another story idea spinning around in my head. Aaaaaargh, for God's sake!! 

And of course this new one pushed all thoughts of completing the other two out of the way in an instant (though to be honest, it's one of those extra-spicy stories I feel awkward about writing... knowing that Mistress R will read it - but maybe that's why it feels so exciting?).

I felt so awake that I was on the verge of getting up again and writing it, but thankfully I dropped off and managed to sleep through until 6:30am this morning (a blessing honestly, as I'm sure I would have been up until 2am otherwise). Of course as soon as I woke up this morning the story returned along with a morning boner that just wouldn't quit... and so I spent the next 40 minutes mentally plotting the story and trying to keep my hands from touching my aching cock.

I'm starting to see how I came to end up with two 95% complete stories on my laptop for two years now... but I will try and avoid that scenario recurring. I'm already confused about what to do with this other story, I thought I was going to write it in the form of a letter, but now I'm not so sure... maybe I will start with the letter and then go on to explain from the woman's point of view. 

Maybe then I do a third chapter explaining it from the man's point of view? I really don't know.

The Power of Distraction...

Yesterday I did something really stupid. No, don't worry I didn't touch my cock again... I'm not that stupid! No, unfortunately I was supposed to sort out the garage while Mistress had lunch with her friend... and I did eventually do that, but as I entered the chaos that was our garage I spied the lawn edger and decided it would be a good idea to edge the lawn. I mean, sounds like way too much fun for the lawn if you ask me, but anyway...

Our lawn is pretty small, so it wasn't a big job or anything. One edge has paving slabs and one edge meets gravel so it's really just the back and the right hand side that needed doing. So I started and by the time I was 2/3rds of the way round I had managed to fuck up my back. I couldn't really leave it half done though so I persisted and then spent an hour on the sofa with a heat pad before I eventually went out and sorted the garage. 

Predictably my back only got worse during the evening and today it wasn't much better. Actually standing up was better than sitting down in some ways and we had booked an Escape Room and a lunch out today which was probably a good thing really as we probably would have ended up doing nothing otherwise.

We both really wanted to have some bed-time this afternoon and as always I was super eager to taste Mistress's gorgeous pussy, but I was in two minds about whether I was likely to be able to ignore the pain in my back enough to enjoy any teasing that Mistress might have wanted to give me.

Well, as often happens actually, once I got my face down between Mistress's super-sexy thighs I soon forgot all about the pain in my back. It's amazing how that happens isn't it? And so after Mistress had her orgasm and I worshipped her feet a little while she hopped off the bed and then jumped right back on it. She said 'I want you to lick me properly clean...'

Talk about music to my ears! I slid up the bed as she put her hands on the solid wooden bead-head and leaned forward as I pressed my face between her legs from behind. I just love cleaning Mistress's gorgeous pussy and ass and her juices taste so amazing I wish she would do this every time.... so, so wonderful! 

Well after that delicious moment my back pain was well and truly forgotten and I was excited when Mistress asked if I was going to put a cock ring on. I quickly put the Oxballs Cocksling 2 on and slid onto the bed next to Mistress. We kissed and Mistress's fingers immediately started to gently tease my balls. 

I don't know what it is about this kind of super light teasing, but it seems to send me nuts almost immediately. I was rock hard and breathing heavy in seconds, I mean obviously cleaning Mistress first got my motor started but it's crazy how fast this seems to work on me.

Mistress kept this up a while before eventually sitting up next to me and giving my balls some playful slaps. Then she started to stroke my cock properly, which felt fantastic. I was so worked up that it wasn't too long before I felt the edge approaching and mindful of my previous faux-pas I decided to shoot the flare a little earlier this time.

A wise decision perhaps, but as Mistress let go she said 'Then that's all you're getting for today'...

While I of course respect Mistress's decision, my cock really didn't want to hear it and as I cuddled her my cock throbbed against her thigh, which (I noticed) she pressed firmly forward to make it even harder. As I lay there I secretly imagined her smashing her sexy thigh into my poor aching balls and that didn't help matters either - my cock was steel-hard for ages! And even when I pulled the Oxballs off it refused to calm down completely. 

🙂

Sadly as soon as I got out of bed the back pain returned, though it doesn't seem quite as bad. It's amazing what a bit of distraction can do... 

What Made You Think I Was Going to be Fair....

Every so often I come across a caption that really speaks to me. This is one such caption... if we're honest with ourselves 'fairness' is the absolutely last thing we really want.  

Speaking of which, another awesome post at SubHub's blog 'She Was Selfish'.

Oops, I Did it Again...

I didn't think it would happen so soon... I really didn't, but unfortunately I slipped up again!

I'm still not sleeping well, and this morning I had to get up early to go and get weighed. While I've generally been waking up before 7AM, this morning I woke up at 5:40... and I just knew I wasn't going to get back to sleep. I tried, but it just wasn't happening, and eventually I rolled onto my back. I was kinda half awake - half asleep, and I suddenly realised I was touching my cock. 

I immediately pulled my hand away, and the stupid thing is it wasn't even as if I was hard and desperate for attention! So of course I had to tell Mistress R today (as per our new rules) and so I have to wait and see what punishment she decides to administer. I really can't believe it, I thought it would be months until I had to confess to anything and so did Mistress...

At least it wasn't a conscious decision, that's all I can offer by way of excuse, but still...

The good news is that today I finally made it to 4 stone (56lbs) lost, which made me very happy and took a lot of pressure off because I really needed to achieve that before things get too relaxed this week while we are off work. I've already booked next week off to give myself an extra week to get back on track.

As far as the story goes... I really haven't had time to do anything to it the last couple of days and I'm not entirely sure when I will get time to finish it. I was expecting it to be done any time, but it might not be this week now. Last time I read it it felt 'off' somehow. I don't know if it's because I'm trying to write it in a slightly different style, adding in some humiliation for example, but whatever it is, it definitely needs more work. Maybe I should get Mistress to read it as it is and see if she has any advice? 

'Danni and Mike: The Anniversary' is still climbing on Literotica albeit very slowly. It's now up to 4.4 / 5, but I can't see it climbing all the way to 4.5 so maybe I have to accept that story isn't good enough to be labelled 'HOT'. 

Sunday Morning Teasing...

So it seems that 'Danni and Mike: The Anniversary' hasn't quite hit the mark like the previous four stories I posted to Literotica and it's currently sitting just under the 'HOT' threshold on 4.4 / 5. Still a jolly good score, but not quite there. It has risen about 0.3 over the last couple of days so it's heading in the right direction, and I guess I should be happy with that.

I was planning to follow that up with 'Danni and Mike: Danni's Game', but instead I've been working on 'Recruiting a New Pet - Chapter 2' (with outlines for chapters 3, 4 and 5!) since what started as a pretty short, almost throwaway tale of Goddess Cora and her nervy young pet has become my new highest scoring work on Lit (currently a fairly staggering 4.74 / 5!).

Part two takes a surprising direction, honestly I was struggling to see how to continue the story without it being a little underwhelming, but I've come up with something and I'm quite pleased with how it's going so far. Of course, writing sequels to new stories isn't really helping me get the backlog of ideas down, and I'm still coming up with new ideas to add to the pile. All I need is a few more hours in a day so that I can turn these ideas into finished stories!

After a week of poor sleep (I notice the moon was full last night and I believe that can have something to do with it) Mistress and I have been quite tired the last few days. And yesterday we had to get up early to go out for the day and then in the evening we were out late visiting Mistress R's cousin and her adorable new puppy.

We were both hoping to sleep in this morning, but once again I woke up early. I thought about just giving up and getting up, but I felt so groggy and tired I decided to just lay quietly for a while longer. Unfortunately for me when I am tired like this my foot and leg hurts a lot due to nerve damage from a back operation many years ago. It's like numbness, but it hurts if that makes sense.

Anyway, I kind of dozed for about an hour I guess and by then I was really starting to ache all over, not just my leg/foot and I really needed to get up and get some painkillers to take the edge off. I rolled onto my back and realised that Mistress was awake too. She moved towards me and I felt her hand move across my stomach and just rest there.

To be honest I was half excited / half worried that she would want to tease me because there was zero sign of morning wood today. After a little while she moved her hand away and then put it back again, this time just brushing against the tip. I tried to relax and my mind meandered first to that super memorable Saturday night teasing from last weekend (wow, was that really only a week ago, it seems like it's burned so hard into my memory from repeated viewing) and then to another favourite memory of mine... 

It's a good couple of years ago now, but one time I was downstairs and Mistress called me upstairs, I had no idea why... when I got up there she undid her jeans, pulled them down, turned around and told me to worship her ass. That was so fucking hot. It's something Mistress has rarely done, maybe only two or three times ever, but I LOVED just being told to do it and then sent away again.

Well this seemed to do the trick and I was soon surprisingly hard! 

Mistress started to very gently tease my cock and soon I was breathing heavy and pushing against her hand, desperate for more (but secretly wanting her to keep it light and frustrating). It felt so incredibly good. Eventually though I started to go off the boil, but given how tired I am at the moment I was happy to have got where I did in the first place. 

Seems to be the way of it at the moment, it's not that I can't get hard, but the numbness eventually takes it's toll and that's where the cock ring / cocksling / ballstretcher comes in handy, just to keep things going. Especially with this kind of super frustrating teasing. I do love it like that though, Mistress teasing me so lightly... I can't believe it's taken me forty five years to realise just how amazing that kind of stimulation really is!    

Mistress was feeling too achy and tired herself to enjoy my tongue this morning, but hopefully later we'll both be feeling more awake and up for it.

R.A.N.P. - 2 is quite far along and I should expect it to be finished in the next 2-3 days (at the most), so look out for that soon.

More Positive Discussions and a Punishment...

Last night was interesting and very positive. Mistress was rather tired (neither of us seem to be sleeping that well at the moment), and after she had a nice orgasm on my tongue I just wanted her to rest. But she insisted she wanted to tease me... and I was eventually persuaded. 

And I'm glad because it was bloody fantastic! 

But first Mistress decided to administer the punishment for my accidental ruin the other day. Now as you know I'm no pain slut... so don't expect me to take 50 swats with a paddle. But I want to be fair with Mistress as far as establishing what is a reasonable punishment for distinct events because I want them to be a deterrent too and after the fact I did feel three with each side of the paddle wasn't really enough. 

Although saying that I am still feeling it today so it was obviously something... maybe I just have a delicate bottom? Actually you know... I never thought about it before but the fact that my butt feels a little tender today means that I am constantly thinking about Mistress (and by extension last night's teasing) and that makes me very happy. Oh and there's more to this story too, but first... 

After my punishment I put the Oxballs Cocksling on and Mistress applied a little lube to her fingers then began teasing my cock and balls. It felt amazing... again it wasn't really stroking, just using her fingers to play and tease. I can't believe how frustrating this kind of teasing is and  honestly I absolutely LOVE IT!   

Mistress did eventually give me some full strokes but only for about 30 seconds right near the end. I wasn't edged though as Mistress had already decided a time limit for this teasing since it was part of my punishment.... though I can't help thinking I enjoyed it way too much to really call it that. I guess some 'normal' guys would find it infuriating to be teased like that, but not me. I loved it, especially since Mistress was going the extra mile and talking to me throughout, just pressing buttons in my submissive brain...... so damned good!

After I had taken the Oxballs off, Mistress and I talked some more about our chastity-Femdom relationship and how we want it to be from now on. I told her that the paddling I had received didn't really seem sufficient and she agreed. It's notable that every time we are discussing punishing me she likes to jump to a harsher punishment - like I was saying that we need a guide amount but that she could modify it depending on how long it had been since she'd previously punished me for the same thing and she immediately said 'Then it's doubled!'. Eeek, what have I done! 

We continued to talk about things and then Mistress suggested we try the crop instead. You know... I can't even remember how long ago (or even from where) we got this crop. It sits behind my bedside table and every Session I get it out and after every Session I put it back. It must have been there for at least ten years and I don't remember it ever being used once. Just like the Nexus prostate massager thing.

But not tonight! Mistress used it on my ass a few times, harder each time. And at first it was okay but by the third or fourth stroke it was really quite stingy. I'm not sure whether I can still feel that today or not, I think I can because while my whole rump feels sensitive there is one spot that feels particularly tender... and it definitely has quite a sting to it (remember I am no pain slut, so if you're laughing at the back, shut up!).

Our problem is Mistress doesn't want to give up using the paddle in our Femdom sessions because she likes using it (Mistress is so cute when she says that, I love it!). But we really need something we can keep specifically for punishments, so maybe the crop is the answer. She can always use both together for punishments and still keep the paddle in our sessions.

I mean, as much as I'm not into pain, I love that Mistress enjoys using it on me, so I'd be more than happy for her to use the paddle or whip whenever she wanted to (she already uses the cock whip on my cock and balls fairly regularly) for no reason other than she likes it. In which case it's even more important we keep something back solely for punishments.

Anyway... as our discussion was going so well I decided to bring up another subject that I've been wanting to broach for a long time. Actually a very long time...

Y'see... because we've never used an actual cage (Mistress never liked the idea and I'm not really convinced it would be great for me either having very briefly tried a plastic one and seen how much it stuck out under my clothes. Also not being circumcised I wonder how you can ever keep yourself clean?) we've never really had the mindset of me getting 'unlocked'. So with that in mind I explained to Mistress that I think really there is no need for her to feel obliged to tease me every time I go down on her. 

I love making her cum so much that just that alone makes me so happy... obviously I love getting teased too, but I would rather Mistress only did it if she really wanted to. If she's a little tired or if it wasn't as great as it could have been and she doesn't feel like teasing me, or if she just doesn't want to then I'm okay with that. 

Honestly I'd rather be teased less but have it be great because I knew Mistress really wanted to do it (honestly I struggle to really enjoy it if I feel like Mistress isn't really in the mood and she's just doing it for me) and I LOVE the idea of Mistress enjoying her own pleasure without worrying about mine. I've always said her pleasure and satisfaction is paramount in all of this and I meant it. Besides, Mistress sometimes teases me late at night when she wants nothing for herself, and last time she did that it was OFF THE CHARTS good, so I have nothing to complain about. 

I must admit though, this is perhaps one area where caged chastity is superior, that the keyholder decides when and if you are let out. Without that it's probably harder for the Mistress who might feel mean just taking pleasure without reciprocating. And it's hard to explain that, during our conversation I caught myself about to say 'I want you to be selfish' but stopped myself because 'selfish' gives it a negative slant and I don't want her to feel that way about it. 

Anyway, I've been wanting to talk about this for a long time but I've been waiting for the right time because I was really expecting her to pushback against it. However... Mistress took this extremely well and the look on her face was priceless. Honestly she looked at me like I had just given her a ten carat diamond. So that was interesting...! 

I'm really happy though that she sees it as a positive and further to that I took great pains to explain that I won't feel resentment or complain about it (which I absolutely won't - not even in jest, until I am sure she has accepted that I really am on board). And in future the default position will be that nothing is happening unless she tells me it is. I think this is very important because I feel like again if it's left on her to tell me 'nothing is happening' then she might feel bad about it and at least until she gets used to this new situation it's best avoided.

I also explained that if I was caged properly she might decide to tease me without unlocking me. That could mean just kissing me but not touching me sexually, playing with my nipples or balls or using a dildo in my ass. I must admit I really love the idea of Mistress pegging me without any other teasing or minimal teasing... just enjoying her orgasm and then fucking me. That's a seriously hot thought... 

And since our conversation was going so well I decided to also explain that I didn't want her to feel like she had to edge me every time she teases me. Since I have stopped having regular orgasms, teasing has become so much more pleasurable. Once you take the 'endgame' out of the equation you learn to enjoy the whole experience and now every gentle touch, every slap, every lick is so much more than before.

Of course I love being edged and I'm not saying I don't want that anymore, simply that she shouldn't feel it's necessary to my enjoyment of her teasing as a whole. If she wants to edge me that's great, but at the same time if she just wants to gently tease me or just hold my cock gently and tell me to fuck her hand then I'm 100pc on board with that too.

Oh fuck that's another very hot thought... there's another story right there!

Mistress and I also discussed some other ideas for punishments, she actually suggested making me wear a cock ring all evening, which is a great idea in theory but unfortunately probably not a good one in practice. Since cock rings restrict bloodflow wearing them for more than 30mins is not a great idea. I'm not so sure about the ball stretcher, that might be less restrictive, but I think probably our largest buttplug (the glass one that I can only just take) is probably a safer bet - and definitely not comfortable for me!

I'm wondering what else we could do that would be like putting spikes in a cage? Perhaps some kind of cream she could rub on my balls - not as strong as Deep Heat. but a similar idea. Or maybe I could concoct a potion using Deep Heat mixed with something else like E45 cream to tone it down so that it's uncomfortable rather than complete agony!

(In case you're wondering, yes I do know what it feels like because many years ago Mistress accidently* rubbed some neat Deep Heat on my nuts and it was not fun!)

* Well, she said it was an accident... I'm not so sure.

I didn't mention this to Mistress last night but I also think perhaps it would be good if I wore a butt plug while going down on her, then if she wants to she can play with it, or if she did want to peg me then I'm already warmed up, but if she doesn't want anything further she can just ignore it and I can remove it when we get out of bed. I will suggest this to her later. 

Okay, well I guess that's about it for today, for the third (or is it the fourth?) time this week I woke up at 6am and couldn't get back to sleep... so that was another hour I spent thinking about the previous night and clasping my hands together to keep them away from my throbbing cock - gah! 

Oh well, never mind, Mistress and I are on holiday next week so hopefully I will be able to catch up on my sleep (and finish some more stories too!). 

It's Only Words...

The other day I suggested that perhaps Literotica might return my story 'Tell Me the Truth' because of the ball-kicking content it contained; but I was wrong and they published it without any issue. However I noticed this morning that I had an email from 'Blogger' telling me that my post 'Tell Me the Truth' had been re-instated. Looking further down my inbox I discovered another email telling me my post had been put behind a sensitive content warning... so maybe it's Google I need to worry about now?

Quite why they need to put individual posts behind 'Sensitive Content' warnings when the whole blog is behind a sensitive content warning I really don't know, but I'm glad they decided to put it back. I mean 'The Vice' is still on the blog and that's way more fucked up than 'Tell Me the Truth' ('The Vice' is the one that Literotica flat out refused to publish and there was another story I had to modify considerably to make it lame enough for them, that one was another CBT story. Thankfully you can read both of these in their original format HERE).

I've never really understood the need to censor texts (as opposed to videos or pictures), to my mind you should be able to write pretty much what you want. I mean proper published novels contain the most graphic descriptions of murder, rape and God knows what else, so I really don't see why 'stories' which in this particular case feature a 'couple' engaging in consensual CBT should require censorship.

Anyhoo, I've just submitted 'Danni & Mike - The Anniversary' to Literotica, hope you enjoyed that one, and I'm starting another 'Danni & Mike' story next I think, no title as yet but hopefully it will be along soon. In the meantime I'm blown away by the reaction my recent spate of stories has received, with all five of them currently sitting in the 4.5-4.8/10 range (which means all of them are rated 'HOT' on Literotica). 

Admittedly as time goes by it's likely that these scores will slowly fall, but they have all started damned strong and as long as they don't fall past 4.5/5 they retain that little 'HOT' tag. Hopefully 'Danni & Mike - The Anniversary' will hit the mark too and keep this streak going!

I'm itching to start writing what will likely be my next 'big' story, but first I really want to clear out as many ideas from my desktop folder as I can. I am off work next week so that should give me some free time to write.

Also I think I need to look into self-publishing again, or publishing on demand, or whatever it's called. Because I would still really like an actual properly printed book of my stories, or books I guess since there's a lot of them now... I can't really imagine that many other people would actually want to buy a copy given that all these stories are freely available here and on Literotica, but maybe I could write a story that was exclusive to the book.... hmm.

Does anyone have any experience with these kinds of services, or advice? Thanks in advance...

Danni and Mike - The Anniversary Dinner (Written March 2025)

This story was originally written in 2023, but revised and finished in March 2025.

Danni and Mike sat in the back of their taxi, holding hands as they rode through the warm summer night towards the home they’d shared for just over a year now. Tonight for their third wedding anniversary they’d revisited the scene of their very first date, a small upscale Italian restaurant in the middle of town. But the restaurant held more memories than simply the venue of their first date, it was also where Mike had asked Danni to marry him and also where he had officially asked her to take on the role of his ‘Mistress’. 

Not that this had come as a surprise to Danni, she was well aware of her husband’s submissive tendencies and she cherished them just as much as she cherished his devotion to her and her pleasure. Many a time he had told her that he would go to any lengths to please her… even if it meant temporarily sharing her body with someone else, if that’s what she truly wanted.

Danni was quite taken aback by this, in fact she was a little shocked because for her part she had zero intention of ever sharing her man with anyone, nor of taking him up on his offer. But… there was no harm in keeping this in her pocket and on occasion she would pull it out to turn the screws on her dedicated husband.

Sometimes she used it when he was a little ‘tired’, or maybe when he was having trouble getting hard for her (which wasn’t often, thankfully). It was quite amazing how as soon as she started talking about another man filling her tight little pussy, Mike would suddenly perk up… but sometimes she used it just for fun, and tonight would be one of those nights.

The taxi was getting nearer its destination now and Danni leaned close to her lover, whispering in his ear as her hand slid under her short skirt and into her panties.

“Mmm, I love that I can touch myself whenever and wherever I want, but that you have to ask me for permission every time… that’s sooo fucking hot.”

Danni pulled her hand free and then slid her fingers into Mike’s willing mouth. He sucked them clean and then kissed her hard as she reached down and squeezed his semi-hard cock through his jeans. 

Abruptly the taxi came to a halt and they broke their kiss. They thanked the driver, quickly made their way up the drive and unlocked the front door of their impressive house.

As soon as they got inside Danni pressed herself against Mike, pushing his much larger frame against the wall and reaching down to rub his already throbbing cock. They kissed passionately and Mike’s hand fell between their bodies, searching for his wife’s eager pussy. Danni first batted his hand away and then grabbed both of his hands and pushed them back. 

“No touching unless I say…” she warned.

Ever obedient, Mike clasped his hands together behind his back while Danni sank to her knees in front of him, unbuckled his belt and then unzipped his jeans. She slid them down and let them fall around his ankles, his rock-hard cock tenting his boxers impressively.

“I have been so horny tonight,” Danni told him. “You know how I get when I drink too much…”

Mike groaned as her lips gently teased his cock through the thin cotton of his boxer shorts. She pulled back and he looked down just in time to see her licking her fingers, savouring the taste of her own juices from between her legs. 

“God…” he moaned. “That is so fucking hot.”

Danni glanced up and smiled. She raised herself up and kissed him, pushing her tongue into his mouth and gifting him another small sample of her musk.

“You love that so much don’t you?”

“Yes Mistress, you always taste so good…”

Danni smiled naughtily and pressed her fingers back into her slick, wet hole. She lifted them up and rubbed her scent all over his lips. 

“Beg me to let you clean my fingers again.”

“Please Mistress, please… I want to taste your beautiful pussy so bad.”

“Lick your lips first.”

Mike ran his tongue around his lips while Danni idly played with his cock with her other hand, gently squeezing the cotton around his shaft.

“Good boy… now you can.”

Danni pressed her fingers into Mike’s mouth, watching as he licked and sucked every last drop of her scent clean from her slender digits.

She sank down once more, pulling his boxers with her as she dropped and swiftly engulfed the head of his cock with her warm, wet mouth. They both groaned as Danni’s fingers returned to her sodden pussy, and then further back to tease her tight asshole.

Mike leaned back against the wall, his hands still clasped behind his back. His wife loved to suck cock and she was very good at it, but he kinda knew this wasn’t going to be a straightforward blowjob… she was way too turned on for that!

Mike felt the air circling around his wet cock and looked down to see his wife looking up at him, her fingers still tight around the base of his straining meat.

“You know what else made me horny?” she beamed. “Our waiter. He was gorgeous… I bet he has a nice big cock too.”

Before Mike could even register what she had said Danni’s mouth had swallowed his dick again and she worked it for a good minute before she continued.

“I bet he would have fucked me so good. I could have pulled him into the rest room and let him fuck me right there, bent over the sink... that would have been so hot, walking back to the table… smiling at you as his cum dripped out of me and down my smooth, sexy legs.”

Again her mouth closed around Mike’s aching cock, her fingers closing around his bloated balls, her nails digging in to his tight flesh.

“I bet you would have been desperate to clean me too wouldn’t you? You would have been dying to taste my cum-filled pussy as soon as we got in the door… especially if I fed some to you in the back of the taxi.”

“Yes Mistress,” Mike gasped. 

“Imagine that slave… licking another man’s cum off my fingers in the back of a taxi… aching to get home just so you could rip my panties off and bury your face between my legs. You’d love that wouldn’t you, licking another man’s load out of my stretched out cunt.”

Mike looked at her through half closed eyes, he loved her more than ever when she was like this.

“Yes… Mistress,” he half croaked. 

Danni groaned loudly as she throated her husbands stalk again. Then abruptly she pulled away and stood up, releasing his cock but squeezing his balls hard..

“Don’t you dare cum until I tell you,” she snapped.

“I won’t Mistress!” Mike winced, as she continued to apply a firm grip to his ballsack. 

“You better not!” she snarled as she looked him dead in the eye.

Danni released him, then strutted into the lounge and sat down on their long purple sofa. She signalled him to follow and when he got close she told him take his shirt off and kneel on the floor in front of her. She lifted her foot and told him to hold it up for her while she lay back on the sofa, spreading her legs and showing him her soaked through panties. 

“Are you still thinking about what I said? About how the waiter’s cum was dripping down my legs… and onto my pretty shoes?”

Mike nodded, delirious with lust for his amazing bride.

“Then lick it.” she said, shaking her foot in his hand. “And stroke your cock for me.”

Danni relaxed back into the sofa, her fingers once more between her legs, sliding beneath her panties and finding her needy clit.

“I hope you’ve got a nice big load saved up for me… because you’re going to be allowed to cum very soon.” 

Danni pulled her foot away from his tongue and ordered him to remove her shoe. Mike let go of his cock, then reached up and undid the tiny buckle before slipping it off, revealing his wife’s delicate foot.

“Don’t stop stroking,” Danni warned. “You need to keep yourself close.”

She shoved her naked foot into his mouth and worked her clit as she watched him. Mike was clearly loving the opportunity to stroke his cock with Danni’s pretty toes in his mouth; there wasn’t one part of her body her husband didn’t adore and she loved watching him worship her.

“Mmm… my pussy is so fucking wet thinking about that waiter. I bet he would have really pounded me hard before he blew inside me. In fact maybe we should go back next week…”

Mike grunted as his tongue slid in and out between his wife’s tiny toes.

“Oh, is it getting hard to hold back? Good… because you’ve only got ten more seconds. And when I stop counting you stop stroking. Understand?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“10… 9… 8… I’m not kidding.”

Mike’s hand was a blur on his cock as he felt his orgasm start to build.

“7… 6… 5… I want you to cum in your other hand.”

Mike let go of his wife’s foot and dropped his left arm so that his outstretched palm was right in front of his straining cock.

“4… 3… 2… Yes, fucking cum for me!”

Mike felt the first two spurts erupt from his cock, but then he heard.

“1… STOP STROKING! Take your hand away… I don’t want you touching that cock until I say so.”

Mike immediately let go of his cock and put his right arm at his side. He was breathing hard as he looked down at the pool of cum forming in his left palm as it slowly dripped from the tip of his aching prick.

“Ooooh… was that frustrating stopping for me like that?”

“Yes Mistress…”

Danni smiled to herself, she loved the feeling of power she got from ruining her slave’s orgasms.

“But you did it anyway. You must really worship and adore me.”

“You know I do Mistress.”

“I do… but I never get tired of hearing you say it.”

Danni looked down at Mike’s cock, which remained quite stiff and was still slowly leaking cum into his hand.

 

“I want you to very gently squeeze all that delicious cum out and into your hand, okay?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“But no stroking, just tease it out as gently as possible. I want you just as horny when you go to bed tonight as you were when you got up this morning…”

Mike groaned softly as he gently squeezed and cajoled as much of his load as he could out of his cock, fighting the overwhelming desire to pump it out satisfyingly with his fist.

“Is that all of it?”

“Yes Mistress, well… as much as I can get right now.”

“Good slave. Now I know you really want to smear that cum all over my pretty feet and lick them clean, don’t you?”

Mike nodded in agreement but he could already tell there was a ‘but’ coming.

“And if that’s what you really want then I will allow it.”

Danni paused for a few seconds, just to let that thought play through his mind.

“But, if you do decide that’s what you really want… then you don’t get to touch me at all for the rest of the night. In fact you won’t even be allowed to watch me cum… and I know how much you love to watch me cum.”

Mike looked dejected, if not pained at this revelation.

“So… if you really want to please me, you’re going to lick that cum straight out of your hand instead. Are you willing to do that for me?”

Mike looked down at the huge load he had sitting in his palm. Danni had never made him do this before and it felt way more humiliating than when she made him clean his cum off of her gorgeous body.

“Well..?”

Mike glanced at his wife’s beautiful feet one last time and then slowly lifted his hand towards his face. 

Danni licked her lips and rubbed her pussy faster, her fingers slipping inside and coating them with her juices.

“Yesssssssss, do it for your Queen.”

Mike sucked and licked the pool of creamy white jizz into his mouth and held it there. Despite the fact that she’d been making him eat his cum for a good couple of years now he still found it acutely embarrassing, in fact the only thing he found more embarrassing was when she made him suck her strap-on. At least when she fucked him in the ass he was generally facing the other way…

“Show me.”

Mike opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue slightly.

“Good slave, now swallow…”

Mike gulped down the mouthful of cum.

“Now squeeze your cock again, see if you can milk out a little more.”

Mike’s cock had wilted a little now and he managed to squeeze another small pool of cum into his hand and dutifully licked it clean.

“Take this off.”

Danni held her other leg out and Mike quickly removed her remaining shoe. He looked hopefully at her foot but Danni had other ideas. She pulled her sodden panties down her thighs and quickly pushed them down to her ankles. 

“Take them off,” she commanded.

Mike took hold of his wife’s panties and pulled them off over her pretty feet. Danni quickly turned over onto all fours on the sofa, her short skirt riding up over her ass as she sank forward onto her shoulder. Then she reached back with her right hand to open her ass cheeks while her left hand moved back between her legs again.

“I want you to worship my perfect ass while I make myself cum.”

Mike was there like a shot, already bending forward, his mouth open as he plunged towards his wife’s delicious ass.

“Eat my fucking ass slave,” Danni moaned as her fingers massaged her swollen clit.

“Get your tongue inside me, make it hard and push it in, I want to really feel it.”

Mike needed no encouragement and he thrust his tongue as deep as he could into his Mistress’s divine asshole, his cock already firming up as he worked his eager tongue inside her.

Danni’s fingers worked their magic and within a few seconds she could feel herself tipping over the edge. She bucked hard and Mike grabbed her hips, holding her tight as he tongue-fucked her ass until her legs gave way and she collapsed onto the sofa breathing hard. 

After a few moments Danni lifted her head slightly and glanced back at her husband. She looked down and saw his hard cock standing up, desperate for more attention and smiled, then slumped back down and stretched out on the sofa, thoroughly satisfied.

Mike knelt there for some time, waiting to see if she had anything left in her, until eventually he realized she was asleep. He leaned forward and gently kissed her gorgeous ass a few more times and then went to fetch her a blanket and a pillow. 

So Much for the Lie In...

Today I had a later start than normal as I wasn't going directly to my normal place of work, so I set my alarm for 7:30 instead of 7:10 and looked forward to enjoying an extra 20 minutes sleep. But of course it was not to be, I woke up at 5:55 and spent the next 90 minutes feeling a little bit cold, but not quite cold enough to actually do anything about it... and then of course I finally started to drift off at 7:25. FFS.

But obviously time awake in bed is never completely wasted, even when you are forbidden from touching yourself.... and while of course my first train of thought was to revisit Saturday night's magnificently frustrating tease session (I think that memory is going to be my 'go-to' for quite some while), which only served to reinforce the always welcome morning boner (don't touch... don't touch... don't touch) my thoughts eventually turned to more recent happenings.

Last night, just before she went to bed, Mistress mentioned my outstanding 'punishment' again (I stayed up a short while to try and wrangle another story into shape... it's getting there but it needs a little more work tonight). Firstly she suggested that maybe I should ask my readers if they had any suggestions... and then she said 'Or maybe I should read SubHub's blog and get some tips'.

Well honestly, my first reaction was 'Hell no!', because not so much recently but in some of his older posts it's clear that Mistress K is rather fond of punishment spankings... sometimes even administering them after Sub Hub has been allowed to cum, just to make absolutely sure he definitely doesn't enjoy them in the slightest! I don't think I would 'enjoy' them anyway, but even so that is next level evil...!

But then later I thought, well actually maybe it wouldn't be such a bad idea. After all, I can't see reading one blog turning Mistress R completely rogue and it might give her some inspiration that she can adapt to something she feels more comfortable with. And honestly, I'm just pleased she's still thinking about it... because I did worry that she might just let it slide, especially as it wasn't deliberate. But rules without consequences are pointless aren't they? And there's no quicker way back to where we were a few months ago...

And who knows, while I'm sure Mistress R will find SubHub's situation a little 'extreme' for her tastes, I think she might also find it interesting to read about another couple's 'Femdom/Chastity' journey, and perhaps seeing how Mistress K is with SubHub would also make her feel more relaxed about being more 'selfish' and not worrying so much about my 'pleasure'... which can only be a good thing. 

It also occured to me that perhaps reading SubHub's words might give my Mistress a deeper insight into how I feel about her, because while we may live quite different lives, in different countries, there are an awful lot of similarities in how SubHub and I feel about our respective Mistresses. Perhaps it would also be helpful for Mistress to read another blog to help her appreciate how sincere I am in what I write... because just like SubHub I would like nothing more than for Mistress to really believe in how insanely sexy she is and to use it against me in every way possible. 

(Incidentally, I thought it was quite telling how SubHub commented on my post about Saturday night and how he understood completely what I was writing about. It's nice to know that I can occasionally affect him just as he has affected me many times with his fantastic posts.)

Besides, if Mistress did read SubHub's blog and it somehow flicked a switch inside her and turned her into 'Mistress R 3.0'... would I actually be unhappy about that? I mean it's a huge leap from where we are to a full on WLM... and that's not something I believe either of us actually want. But if perchance Mistress said to me, I read that blog and I want that too... well, let's just say I think I could easily be persuaded! 

Albeit I can't help thinking SubHub must be a lot easier on the eye than I am and it must be a lot warmer in Phoenix for Mistress K to keep him naked 24/7! 🤣

Okay look, I would bet 97.5% of my entire life savings against that happening, but even if it helped progress towards 'Mistress R 1.1' I would be more than grateful for that (not that I don't utterly adore 'Mistress R 1.0' you understand). I just want her to know that in my eyes she is by far the sexiest woman on the planet and just being allowed to worship her gorgeous body in any way makes me so incredibly happy... I really want her to believe that profoundly and never doubt it for a second, because she is amazing.

Anyway, if you do have any suggestions for punishing an 'accidental ruin' or indeed any 'unauthorised touching' (haven't done that yet, but it's probably inevitable at some point) bearing in mind I am a bit of a wuss when it comes to pain, please leave them below.

Can't wait to see what Vanessa comes up with... 🤣

Just a Quick Note...

As you've probably noticed if you visit my blog on a mobile phone, changes are afoot. Personally in 14 years I've never once visited my blog on a phone, so I honestly didn't realise that for all that time you've been seeing the 'Web browser' version and not the 'mobile friendly' version. Sorry about that, I just assumed it was displaying the same as my other 'vanilla' blog.

The only thing is there is an irritating beige line across the top of the header and I don't know how to get rid of it. Annoying. But apart from that I'm sure you will agree it's a dramatic improvement in usability.

RA

Tell Me the Truth (Written March 2025)

This story was originally written in December 2022, but was revised and finished in March 2025.

Ryan groaned softly as his wife’s warm, wet mouth sucked eagerly at his aching cock. He hadn’t been allowed to cum for several weeks now and he was lying back on the bed while Nicole tended to his pulsing meat. Though he could never be 100% sure, somehow he was convinced that tonight was the night he was finally going to be permitted to blow his load.

Nicole paused her sucking and looked up at her husband of eleven years, her fingers gently stroking up and down his cock, relentlessly but not with a particularly firm grip. Enough to madden, but perhaps not quite enough to bring about release.

“You want to cum soo bad, don’t you?”

Ryan groaned loudly in agreement and felt his wife’s mouth envelop his shaft once again, he didn’t know how much more he could take of this, but he knew cumming without permission would be punished harshly and he did not want to risk that.

“Your cock is so fucking hard… I love it when it’s like this, aching, desperate… needy. I bet I could make you do just about anything I wanted right now.”

Ryan could only close his eyes, afraid to give away just how true that statement was… and how badly he wanted her to do just that.

Nicole’s thumb played over the swollen head of Ryan’s cock as she lowered her head and sucked on his heavy balls.

“Wow, these balls are so full… ” she chuckled. “I wonder how much longer I’ll make you wait until I let you empty them?” 

Ryan groaned in frustration, but even so he was convinced today was the day.

“Oh what… did you think I was gonna let you cum today?”

“I …hoped, Mistress….”

“Oh really, and what gave you that idea?”

“I don’t know Mistress, just a feeling…”

Nicole smirked and bent her head again, her tongue lapping at his nut sack as Ryan squirmed in ecstasy. Then abruptly she lifted her head as if she’d just had a great idea.

“Do you really want me to let you cum today?”

“Yes Mistress… please.”

Nicole idly stroked her husband’s thick cock, pausing a moment to think before she continued.

“Well… okay, but if you really want to cum, then you’re going to have to be completely honest with me.”

Ryan looked down at her inquisitively.

“Can you be 100% honest with me slave? Because if I think you’re lying to me I’m going to lock your cock back up and I’m going to ‘misplace’ the key for at least a month… maybe even longer!”

“I’ll be honest Mistress, I promise.”

“Mmm, that’s what I wanted to hear.”

Nicole’s lips parted as she took the head of Ryan’s prick into her mouth yet again. She absolutely loved sucking her husband’s cock, especially when he was so incredibly desperate to cum. Her tongue toyed with the sensitive underside for a moment and then she swallowed almost his entire length, gagging noisily on it as she forced it deep into her throat.

“Fuuuuuuck!” moaned Ryan loudly. “No, you gotta stop or I’m gonna cum…”

Nicole’s head snapped up and she slapped the head of Ryan’s cock hard several times.

“No! You don’t cum unless I say. You don’t ever cum without my permission!”

“I know Mistress… but please I can’t take it when you’re doing that to me, not when I’m like this...”

Nicole smiled and ran her tongue around the head of his cock, pondering whether to just push him over the edge for the fun of it and punish him later, or maybe just lock him back up without spilling a drop. 

Poor Ryan, he looked so desperate… and he’d been so good to her this past few weeks. He’d taken her to dinner, he’d bought her flowers, he’d given her more orgasms in the last few weeks than he’d had in the last three years… she really wanted to make tonight good for him. 

She closed her lips around his cock once again and gradually teased him close to the edge, after eleven years she could tell pretty well when he was approaching the edge even if she still couldn’t reliably pinpoint the exact moment. Once there she released his cock and held it steady, her finger and thumb wrapped tightly around the base.

“If you really want to cum tonight, then I want you to tell me exactly what you’re thinking about right now… while I’m sucking your poor, aching, denied cock?”

Ryan gulped, his mind racing as he tried to come up with something convincing. As much as he wanted to be honest with her he just didn’t know if he could. 

“I’m…. I’m thinking about… you. I’m thinking about licking your beautiful pussy and making you cum Mistress.”

Nicole cocked her head to one side, her eyes narrowing slightly as she contemplated his uninspiring answer.

“Much as I love hearing that, and as much as I know you love eating my beautiful pussy, somehow I’m afraid I don’t really buy it. Which means you’re hiding something that you’re either embarrassed about… or something you don’t think I’m going to like... or both. So I’m going to ask you again, and this time I want the truth. Understand?”

Ryan looked down at her helplessly.

“And in case you’re wondering, no this is not a trick. I already know you lied the first time, so telling me the real truth this time is not going to trap you. You see, I could lock you back up like I said I would… but now I’m curious to know what you were really thinking about. So tell me.”

Nicole’s hand closed around Ryan’s cock once more and started a slow, hard stroke. Ryan squirmed against his wife’s grip and felt the nails of her other hand begin to dig into his scrotum.

“Well? I’m waiting… and the longer you have to think about it, the less I’m going to believe what you say, so I suggest you spit it out.”

“I… I… I was thinking, about… you Mistress. But not about eating your pussy…. about you… hurting my balls, with your beautiful feet.”

Ryan was twitching nervously as he spoke. He could feel his wife’s nails digging harder and harder into his ballsack, just as he could feel his cock expanding dangerously as he confessed his secret.

Nicole giggled to herself as she felt his meat engorge.

“Now that I can believe,” she said with a playful smile on her lips. “But I want to know more.” 

Ryan sighed in frustration, he found it very difficult to share his fantasies at the best of times and this was really tough for him.

“Tell me ‘exactly’ what I’m doing in your fantasy,” she ordered before gently taking his cock back into her mouth again and sucking gently on the head.

Ryan shifted uncomfortably beneath her before he spoke breathlessly…

“You are standing in front of me Mistress… I’m on my knees… naked. You are standing over me… holding my head and rubbing your gorgeous pussy in my face. Then you look down and tell me to beg for it…  I look up at you and say ‘Please hurt my balls Mistress’. You smile and step back and order me to spread my legs wider… then you flick your foot up between my legs.”

Nicole groaned loudly into his groin as she listened to her husband’s words. They had incorporated some moderate CBT into their games for quite a while now, but she’d never gone that far before.

“Is that what you want me to do to you now?” she asked, hoping for a definitive yes.

“I’m not… sure, Mistress…” Ryan said nervously.

“Oh, I think you do. And since you weren’t honest with me the first time, I’d say your balls deserve a good kicking. Wouldn’t you agree?”

Ryan gulped loudly, he had fantasized about this for so long but even now he wasn’t entirely sure if he was ready for it. 

Nicole ordered him off the bed.

“Get down, on the floor,” she commanded.

Ryan scooted off the bed and quickly knelt down. Nicole slid off the bed too and moved closer, then bent forward to stroke his cock as she kissed him passionately on the lips. Ryan could taste his cock on her breath, he always found that very erotic and sensual. Nicole pulled away slightly and looked deep into her husband’s eyes.

“Do you want me to hurt your aching, swollen balls with my pretty little feet?” she asked.

“Yes…” Ryan nodded, his jaw trembling slightly.

“Well if you want me to do it you’re going to have to ask me nicely.”

Ryan licked his lips, struggling to keep his eyes open as Nicole pumped his dick.

“Please would you hurt my balls with your beautiful feet Mistress?”

“You really want that?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“Oh, I will slave… with pleasure.”

She let go of his cock and stood back.

“You take over now, stroke your cock right to the edge and as soon as you get there put your hands behind your back.”

Ryan wrapped his right hand around his throbbing dick and started to stroke. He was a little scared but his cock was betraying him, racing towards the edge faster than he really wanted. Meanwhile Nicole moved right up close to him again, rubbing her pussy against his face, taunting him with her delicious, shaved slit, just like in his fantasy.

“See how wet I’m getting just thinking about this? Just think how good it’s going to feel when I kick you in the balls and your cum leaks out. That’s what you really want isn’t it? You want me to ruin you with my feet? By rights you should be getting locked back up without release… and next time I ask you what you’re thinking I expect you to tell me the truth the first time. But just this once I’m willing to grant you a little leeway, because you know what… this might be your fantasy, but I’m 100% here for it.”

Ryan was stroking fast now and looked like he was getting very close. Suddenly he pulled his hand away and Nicole stepped back ready to drive her foot into his swollen, heavy balls. Ryan waited with his eyes closed and his teeth gritted, but the moment never came.

“Unless you’d rather just go back in your cage?” Nicole asked, a hint of mocking in her voice. 

Ryan pulled himself up straight, determined not to take the easy way out.

“No… thank you Mistress.”

“Very well then…” said Nicole. “Stroke it again, and make sure it’s right to the fucking edge.”

Ryan watched as his sexy wife leaned back against the bed and dropped her hand between her thighs, her fingers gently teasing her pussy as she watched him. 

“Come on, get to the edge for me… I want to make your fantasy real.”

“Come on, do it… you’re making me sooo fucking wet here!”

Ryan gasped as he felt the edge coming, he stroked his cock four more times and then pulled both hands back behind him, clasping his right hand around his left wrist in anticipation of the pain to come. Before he even had registered that Nicole had moved he felt her foot fly up between his legs and make solid contact with his balls three times in rapid succession. Ryan gasped loudly and crumpled forward onto his hands and knees. And when the initial shock wore off he looked down to see his still rock-hard cock leaking cum all over the wooden floor of their bedroom.

Nicole stepped back to watch as Ryan reached down to cradle his aching nuts, her hand playing idly between her thighs.

“That was so fucking hot,” she breathed. “Was that as good as you hoped?” 

“Yes Mistress,” Ryan croaked. “Way better…”

“Good. Because we will definitely be doing that again.”

“Thank you Mistress.” said Ryan, his hands still caressing his tender balls.

Nicole moved closer and rubbed her toes in the pool of cum between Ryan’s legs then carefully lifted her foot to her husband’s mouth.

“Kiss my beautiful foot and say thank you.”

Ryan lifted a hand to support his wife’s foot and lovingly kissed it all over, murmuring his gratitude as he did so.

“Now suck all that cum off my toes.”

Ryan obediently sucked and licked each toe until it was clean and then Nicole pulled her foot away.

“Good boy… now lick up the rest of that mess and then get back on the bed, I’m soaking wet now and I need to cum sooo bad.” 

Maybe The Pump Was Primed Just a Little Too Hard...

After Saturday night's EPIC teasing, all I wanted to do today was give Mistress as good an orgasm as I possibly could and then hold her tight. We had talked about trying out the Nexus prostate massager, but after Mistress came on my tongue I simply wanted to cuddle up to her and feel her gorgeous body next to me. But Mistress had other ideas and I soon felt her hand caressing my balls again...  

To be honest if I would have known that Mistress wanted to tease me even more I would have put a cock ring on (especially given the sub 5 hour sleep I had last night) and unfortunately it wasn't working out too well. After a while I asked Mistress if I should quickly put a cock-ring on, but she said 'Only if you're not enjoying it'... and, well I was so... I didn't.

Mistress continued, sucking and stroking me... and it was kind of strange in a way because usually if I am not getting hard when Mistress is attending to me then I am worrying about it (and making the situation worse, of course) but this time I was just relaxing and let it happen. Even though I wasn't fully hard, or even close honestly, it still felt really good and as Mistress got up on her knees next to me, stroking me firmly I started to get a little harder. Still not properly hard, but at least half-way there.

You know, I really don't understand what the fuck is going on with my cock. It's so random how it behaves these days, sometimes it doesn't want to know, sometimes it's harder than steel (usually at the least useful moments) and sometimes it's normal. The problem is I never really know what I'm going to get so I tend to play safe and put a cock ring (or something) on so I don't interrupt the flow.

Soon I could feel the edge coming, not like last night, where it crept up on me and stayed just out of reach until I finally crested it, but rather suddenly. Naturally I warned Mistress, but for some odd reason I was utterly convinced she was going to push me over the edge (even if I thought / hoped - let's be completely honest here, she might then let go), so I was actually surprised when she took her hands away immediately! 

Daaaaaaamn! 

Unfortunately, perhaps because I wasn't fully hard (I dunno?) I rather mistimed my warning and as Mistress kissed me passionately I felt my cock leaking a massive load onto my stomach. When Mistress finally stopped kissing me and pulled away she was surprised to see what had happened. But without missing a beat she began scooping it up with her fingers and feeding it all to me, which of course is exactly what I was craving so so badly last night... 

Ah yes, last night. It's still looming large in my thoughts, and I suspect it will be for a long time. Honestly it's a big call to say it was the greatest teasing ever, because you know... there's different kinds of teasing. How can I compare that kind of teasing to the kind where your Mistress is straddling your face and allowing you the absolute pleasure of worshipping her ass while she pumps your cock and beats your balls until you edge?

You can't. 

But that said, lets at the very least declare that I cannot ever remember when a 'regular' teasing (never mind such a simple and gentle teasing) left me in such a heightened state of absolute lust and need! It really was something extra, extra special and I must confess I have read my post about it numerous times today and it still makes me feel rather funny inside.

But let's not forget... I failed to warn Mistress in time and I had an unauthorised ruin and I am genuinely disappointed and sorry about that. Of course we haven't actually established the punishment for that as we haven't renewed our chastity contract yet, but I hope Mistress will address it anyway. Afterwards Mistress asked me if I had done it on purpose, to 'get punished' and I told her no. This is absolutely true, I genuinely thought I warned her in time and I certainly wouldn't deliberately lay myself open to a possible paddling. But still the fact remains that my balls are empty when Mistress wanted them to remain full.

I have completed another story (and I'm already working on the next one as it's been about 70% finished since 2023!), so look out for that tomorrow... 

Simply The Most Frustrating but Incredible Teasing I Have Ever Had...

Yesterday was a very busy day all round, so I didn't really get time to attempt finishing up one of my stories until quite late in the evening. As you can see I posted 'Recruiting a New Pet' after midnight and I think I went to bed around 12:30am. Mistress said she wouldn't be long, but I imagined she'd probably be at least another hour, and so it transpired...

Again, despite the late hour I didn't feel all that tired and so I turned to Literotica once more where I had been trying to get through a colossal story called 'The Games we Play' by Grizzley123. The story has 20 chapters, some of which have over 10,000 words, and the time and effort Grizzley must have put into creating this is remarkable. 

However, I have mixed feelings about it... I really liked some parts of it, but not so much others and honestly I thought it went off the rails about half way through with new characters appearing and taking over the story. But still, that's just my opinion and the bits I did like were good... but towards the end I was skipping huge parts and indeed whole chapters. 

Grizzley123 is very prolific though and I would be interested to read his other stories and since I had already added it to my 'Stories by Other Authors' page on the strength of the early chapters I think I will leave it there for you to peruse at your leisure.

So having finally got to the end of that I turned out the light and tried to go to sleep. But predictably enough my mind was soon drifting to Mistress R's gorgeous body and in particular memories of our fantastic Femdom session last weekend... specifically when Mistress allowed me to worship her gorgeous ass. Predictably I was soon dozing and then woke up incredibly hard, if only I could harness the power of these night time erections at any time! 

Once again I lay there almost trembling with need, but of course unable to do anything about it. Yet again I mulled over the idea of going downstairs and asking my beautiful Mistress for permission to touch my cock, but like before somehow I just couldn't bring myself to do it. 

After a couple of minutes my cock tired of waiting for me to cave and started to relent, but still sleep evaded me and then, around 2:00am I heard Mistress finally coming to bed. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't hopeful for some teasing, but I couldn't possibly have imagined just how thoroughly teased I would be by the time Mistress decided it was time to go to sleep.

I heard her come into the bedroom and get into bed and I placed my hand on her back to let her know I was still awake. She lay down next to me and immediately her hand touched my leg, then my balls and then my half hard cock. She didn't say a thing, and once she had my cock hard she moved her hand to my balls again and began gently stroking them over and over and over...

Then she wrapped her other hand loosely around around my cock and very gently massaged it. This went on for a while and it felt amazing, my breathing became heavier and as the frustration began to set in I started to move my hips a little to try and get a little more friction going.

Like I said the other day, I really have come to appreciate this 'less is more' style of teasing and this was already feeling fantastic... but after a little while Mistress suddenly tightened her grip on my cock and pushed her hand towards me, pulling the skin of my cock tight. Then she relaxed her hand and just held my cock loosely, I don't know whether she was signalling to me to fuck her hand or not but either way I couldn't help myself.

And so began perhaps the most maddeningly wonderful few minutes of teasing I have ever been blessed with. Mistress continued the relentless stroking of my balls as I started to fuck her fingers and my breathing got heavier still. It was perhaps the most genuinely frustrating teasing I have ever had... and I adored every last second of it. 

Honestly I have no words, it was absolute Heaven and absolute torture all wrapped into one. I wanted to cum SO fucking badly... and all I could think of was how good it would feel to cum like this, with Mistress barely holding my cock and relentlessly stroking my balls. Just thinking about it now is making me short of breath... honestly I can't even begin to tell you how desperately I wanted to unload and how much I wanted Mistress to feed me every last drop.

I kept moving my hips, getting ever closer, praying that she wouldn't let go before I got there and hoping that maybe, just maybe she wouldn't let go when I told her I was close. Then I started to feel the tell tale signs, but with Mistress's grip being so loose it was still difficult to reach my goal. I kept thrusting into her fingers desperately wanting to edge, but also not wanting this amazing feeling to end...

But I was getting genuinely close now and if I didn't warn Mistress very soon there was the distinct possibility of an unauthorised ruin. As much as I would have loved to feel the cum leaking from my cock in the most frustrating way possible, it is my responsibility to let Mistress know in good time so that she, and only she, can decide whether she wants to allow it or not.

Inevitably I suppose, on hearing my warning Mistress immediately stopped stroking my aching balls and removed her hand from around my cock. That moment was pure agony and as she pulled me to her I genuinely worried that my cock might just explode against her stomach regardless. Thankfully it didn't, but it seemed to take an age for my heartrate to come down and my breathing to return to normal.

Eventually Mistress indicated that it was time to go to sleep and she turned over so that her back was to me, but then she immediately pushed her gorgeous ass towards my wilted (but oddly still throbbing) cock. I held her for a little while, still absolutely dizzy with lust for her and wanting nothing more than to bury my face between her legs and make her cum.

I imagine I got to sleep around 2:30, maybe a little later and then I woke up again at 6:50, which is way too early for a Sunday. I tried to go back to sleep but it was impossible, all I could think about was what I have just written down for you, which of course made my cock ache all over again and my breathing laboured. I really didn't want to disturb Mistress, so I decided my best option was to get up and write this down before I forgot any of the wonderful details.

Honestly, just writing this down has made me feel it all over again... I am almost trembling and my breathing is way quicker than normal. How lucky am I that Mistress decided to retake full and absolute control of my cock, because I really can't believe this teasing would have been anything like as intense if I could have touched myself when I wanted to earlier. 

I just hope I can serve Mistress well today and bring her even half the pleasure she gave to me last night. 

Recruiting a New Pet (Written March 2025)

 

“Are you gonna be in tonight?” Maddy asked her flatmate as she came into the room.

“Yeah, I’m not going anywhere,” replied Cora, not looking up from her phone. 

“Oh that’s great. Ray’s picking me up at 7 but my brother is supposed to be picking up this parcel for my Mum… he’s coming about 8, is that okay?”

“Yeah, sure….” 

“Thanks, I’m just gonna jump in the shower and get ready… I’m so behind. ”

Maddy and Cora had been flatmates for a little over two years, since they met at college. They got along pretty well, perhaps because they lived fairly separate lives and didn’t impose too much on each other’s space. 

Cora watched her friend close the bathroom door and then headed into her bedroom. This could be a fun evening she thought; Maddy’s brother Aiden was a cute kid and clearly nervous around her… he had followed her around like a puppy at Maddy’s 21st birthday party; perhaps she could make him her latest plaything or at the very least give him something to jerk off over when he got home.

She stripped out of her black jeans and T-shirt and stood in front of her closet, her eyes flicking around its contents until she spied what she wanted.

“There it is,” she said, leaning forward to retrieve her shortest PVC miniskirt. She quickly stepped into it and then pulled on a pair of fishnet stockings, she remembered Aiden had seen her wearing them once before and he looked like he was ready to cum in his pants.

“Which top?” she mused, flicking along the rail. “Maybe something like…. this!”

Cora plucked the black, skintight top from its hanger and slid it over her head. She looked in the mirror and smiled at her reflection. What she lacked in curves she made up for in height; at 5’11 she cut an imposing figure, her long slender legs being her best feature. She leaned close to the mirror and completed her look by applying a thick black eye liner and releasing her long mane of dyed black hair from its ponytail.  

“Perfect,” she mused. “Well, almost…”

Cora pulled her panties down her long, sexy legs, stepped out of them, then climbed onto her bed and laid back against her pillows. She reached over to the nightstand and retrieved her trusty vibrator, twisting the base to fire it up and gently playing it around her pussy lips before moving up to tease her clit.

“Mmmmm….so good.”

She heard the shower go off and then waited until she heard Maddy go back into her room before she started using the vibrator in earnest. It didn’t take long and soon she was clamping her thighs together as her climax coursed through her body. She turned the vibrator off and placed it back on the nightstand, then relaxed on the bed until she heard Maddy call out that she was leaving.

 

Once she heard the door slam shut, Cora got up off the bed and went into the lounge to wait for her visitor to arrive.

Just after eight she heard the knock and made her way to the front door to open it.

“Hi,” she said, immediately turning away and walking back into the flat, leaving Aiden little choice but to follow her.

His eyes travelled the length of Cora’s legs and he licked his lips before crossing the threshold and shutting the door behind him. He turned and walked through the hallway to the lounge and found Cora already sitting on the sofa against the back wall.

“Umm, hi Cora…. Is Maddy home?”

“No, she went out with Ray.”

“Oh… okay, is she coming back soon?”

“I don’t think so. You can stay if you want though… unless you have something better to do?”

Aiden swallowed hard, he’d never been alone with Cora before but he’d spent plenty of time alone in his thoughts with her. 

“O…. okay.”

“Why don’t you sit down?”

Aiden took a seat in the chair opposite, desperately trying to keep his eyes from drifting to her stocking clad legs.

“You like my stockings?” the girl asked, a smile playing at the corner of her mouth.

“Er… yeah,” he mumbled.

“I thought so, I remember when you were here before you couldn’t stop looking at my legs could you?”

“Oh…. I don’t remember,” Aiden lied unconvincingly.

Cora smirked a little.

“That’s okay. I remember, that’s why I put them on tonight.”

Aiden stared blankly at here, not sure how he was supposed to react to this information. He suddenly realised how hard he was and shifted his weight to try and hide the large bulge in his jeans.

“Are you okay?” Cora asked innocently.

“What, oh… yeah.” 

Aiden couldn’t believe what was going on, but he felt extremely nervous and overawed around Cora. Part of him wanted to run away, but just being near her was intoxicating.

Cora shifted her legs, hoping that Aiden might just catch a glimpse of her naked pussy.

“So, Aiden, what are you into?” Cora asked with a mischievous smile

“Ummm… oh, you know… skateboarding, gaming.”

Cora chuckled to herself at his innocence.

“No I mean, what are you into…”

Aiden looked blankly back at her.

“Only… Maddy told me she thinks you’re a little bit kinky.”

Aiden face drained of colour in a second.

“She said what?”

Cora laughed.

“Don’t worry… it’s not a bad thing, not in my book anyway...”

Aiden looked down at the floor, he looked like he wanted to disappear into a hole and never come back.

“It’s okay, I’m a little kinky too. Well, more than a little honestly…”

Aiden looked up, just in time to see Cora’s legs parting and a second flash of her slit.

“Fuck…” he said under his breath.

“So I was wondering… do you know what a chastity cage is?”

“Err, well… not really…no.”

“My boyfriend has one. This is the key… see.”

Cora took hold of the key on her necklace and leaned forward so he could see it better.

“What does it do?”

“Well, basically it locks onto his cock and balls, which means he can’t touch his cock unless I let him.”

“Seriously?” 

“Yeah, he can’t jerk off or even get hard without me being there to unlock him.”

“Wow.. that’s crazy.”

“Maybe, but he loves it.”

“But, why… why would he want that?” 

“Because it’s fun being told what to do. Just think how horny you would be if you could only jerk off when I told you it was okay.” Cora paused for a second before she continued. “Now think how horny you would be if you physically couldn’t jerk off unless I unlocked you and gave you permission.”

Aiden’s mouth was bone dry and he swallowed again, just thinking about Cora keeping him locked up and controlling his cock was making him feel slightly dizzy.

“You know what I think… I think you should try it sometime. I think you’d really like it.”

Aiden looked away, his heart was beating fast and his cock felt like it might explode at any second. 

“I could be your keyholder if you like,” said Cora, twirling her necklace around her fingers.

The words hit Aiden like a ton of bricks.

“What….”

“I said… I could be your keyholder… if you want me to.”

Aiden looked at her unsure how to react. The thought excited and scared him, but the thought of having any kind of relationship with Cora was too much for him to pass up. 

“But… what about your boyfriend? Won’t he mind?”

“Oh, yeah… well. He’s not really so much a boyfriend as… a pet.”

“Huh?”

“He’s my ’pet’. He does things for me, nice things… and in return I unlock him and let him cum every so often. I don’t actually have a boyfriend as such… I like to keep my options open.”

Aiden was breathing loudly now.

“Aiden…. would you like to be my pet too?”

“I.. I don’t know.”

Okay, well, how about you kneel down here in front of me and we’ll give you a little test.”

Aiden slowly rose from his chair and took the few steps across the room to where Cora was sitting. She looked even more magnificent close up and the boy slowly sank to his knees as instructed.

 

Cora leaned forward to kiss him softly on the cheek. As she did she allowed her hand to fall into Aiden’s lap and gently rub his cock through his jeans. The boy groaned, utterly under her spell and almost shaking with nerves.

“I really want you to be my new pet Aiden,” Cora whispered softly into his ear.

After a few seconds more Cora stopped rubbing Aiden’s cock and leant back on the sofa, spreading her legs so that her skirt rode up around her waist. Aiden gasped as he saw the girl’s perfectly shaved pussy and then watched transfixed as Cora slid her hand between her legs. She parted her lips with her middle finger, moaning softly as it sank into her soaking wet hole.

 

“Do you like what you see?” 

“Yes,” groaned Aiden. “It’s beautiful… you’re beautiful.”

“Thank you,” breathed Cora, working her finger deeper into her sodden cunt.

“Do you want to taste it?”

Aiden nodded.

“No Aiden, if you want to taste my pussy you have to ask me… nicely.”

Aiden took a few seconds to get his head straight, then licked his dry lips and asked ‘Please may I taste your beautiful pussy Cora?”

“Goddess Cora,” she corrected him.

“Please may I taste your beautiful pussy, Goddess Cora?”

Cora groaned as her finger found her clit. She played with it for a few seconds as they looked at each other lustfully.

Cora extracted her finger from between her folds and held it out in front of her.

“Suck it clean,” she ordered.

Aiden didn’t need to be asked twice, he leaned forward and his lips closed around the girl’s finger. She tasted delicious and he sucked eagerly even when it was dry, clearly craving more.

“That’s good,” she whispered. “You love it don’t you. I know you’ve been dreaming about this for so long haven’t you,  I’ve seen the way you look at me. Maddy told me she found some stuff in your room one time, she didn’t tell me what exactly… but right then I knew we could be ‘friends.”

Cora pressed her finger between her legs again, coating it in her warm, wet juices for a second time before again offering it to her new toy to clean.

Aiden’s tongue flicked all around her digit, before he once again engulfed it with his lips, moaning softly as he felt his cock approaching the edge.

Perhaps sensing this was getting dangerously close to an accident, Cora pulled her finger away and leaned back on the sofa, closing her legs slightly but continuing to tease herself gently.

“I think that’s enough for today. If you want more you need to buy yourself a chastity cage and bring me the key. Do you want to do that?”

Aiden looked drunk with lust, again he nodded in affirmation.

“Don’t rush it though, you need to get used to it first. Don’t bring me the key until you are sure you can stay in it for at least a week because I’m not rushing over at the drop of a hat every time you feel horny and want out. Understand?”

“Yes…” he whispered.

“Yes…?” replied Cora

“Yes, Goddess Cora.”

“That’s better… now I think you’d better be going, but before you do you can do one more thing for me; go into my bedroom and bring me my vibrator, it’s on the nightstand.”

Aiden nervously stood up, trying to hide his obvious erection and turning quickly so that his back was to Cora. He shuffled towards what he presumed was Cora’s room and spied the vibrator sitting on the nightstand where she’d left it earlier.

He quickly returned to the lounge, holding the toy out in front of him, but when he got back to where Cora was still lounging on the sofa she made no effort to take it off him.

“Get it wet for me… suck on it.”

Aiden looked down and nervously lifted the plastic cock to his lips.

“That’s it, suck it for me like a good boy.” 

Aiden pushed the vibrator between his lips and started sucking on it, trying hard to get it as wet as possible for his new Goddess.

“Mmm, you’re so lucky to have your lips around my favourite toy, aren’t you?”

Aiden nodded in agreement and after a few seconds more Cora held her hand out and took the plastic cock from him, then she twisted the base and started rubbing it gently between her legs.

“You can go now, the parcel is by the door… and don’t forget, you need to get used to wearing the cage before you bring me the key.” 

Aiden reluctantly took a couple of steps towards the door, barely able to take his eyes off of Cora.

“Oh… and one more thing. I know that when you get home you are going to jerk off… and right now I can’t stop you. But listen, once you’re my pet you will never be allowed to cum without eating it and I do not expect to waste my time training you to do it. So make sure you catch it and swallow it… understand?”

“Yes Goddess Cora,” whimpered Aiden.

"Good, now go!"