Oh, What a Night!

Last night was a bit cooler here in the UK, and we also got a substantial breeze which helped blow the cooler air into the house. Mistress suggested it might even be cool enough that we could sleep in the same bed, but as much as I wanted to do that, I still had my doubts. As it turned out, sleeping apart was definitely the way to go.

Mistress and I spent the evening watching an old horror film called 'The Creeping Flesh' (1973) which featured both Christopher Lee and Peter Cushing. I mean, I say that, I spent quite a lot of the time staring at Mistress's gorgeous feet, which were in my lap throughout... and Mistress ended up looking at her laptop from about half way through. I have to admit it wasn't those two esteemed gentlemen's finest work, but it was still better than most of that shite I see trailed on Netflix.

After the film finished Mistress went to bed, while I carried on working on my latest story, which is currently titled 'Release Day'. This is a fairly short, simple chastity/Femdom story... but I'm really happy with it so far. Ideally that will be finished soon, maybe even today and hopefully Mistress will proof read 'Before Christina' today too (that one might end up with a different title because that doesn't make much sense, honestly!)

I wasn't intending to stay up too late (and by too late I mean later than 2AM - because recently going to bed before 1:30AM has been a novelty) but I beavered away, past 2AM, past 2:30AM... and towards 3AM. Finally I began to feel tired, and I closed my laptop, hopeful of a good seven hours... but it was not to be.

I did go to sleep quite quickly but I woke up at 4AM, my cock throbbing like hell. I'm ashamed to say that I stroked it for a minute or two, before I managed to get back to sleep. I awoke again at 6AM, this time even harder and even more desperate. I didn't even dare stroke my cock, it was so fucking hard that all I could do was gently rub my balls and even that was risky.

As I lay there I imagined making Mistress cum, then moving down to worship Mistress's wonderful feet. When she went to pull them away, I begged her 'please may I kiss them a little more?'

Mistress agreed and let me while I tried to compose myself to ask for what I really wanted.

When Mistress pulled them away a second time I knelt up on the bed, and begged Mistress to let me cum and specifically to be allowed to cum on her feet. This, obviously caught her off guard, as I rarely ask for such a privilege (Mistress forbade me to ever ask to be allowed to cum back in 2011, though when I remind her of this she seems to have forgotten - so I'm not even sure where I stand now). I do remember asking to be allowed one time when she came to bed at 2AM and started teasing me... but that's about it.

Anyway... in my fantasy Mistress asked me if I really wanted to and I said 'Yes', I begged to be allowed to cum and promised her I would do anything she wanted if I could please just cum on her gorgeous feet.

Mistress mulled it over a while, asking me if I really meant 'anything'... and warning me how dangerous that might be. But I didn't care, all I could think about was holding those beautiful feet and ending my 74 day streak of chastity. 

Finally Mistress relented and allowed me to do just that, while back in the real world I continued to gently rub my balls, oblivious to the fact that I was getting close to the edge. In my imagination, I finished cumming and Mistress lifted one of her feet and told me to lick it clean.

I immediately stopped rubbing my balls, my cock was throbbing like crazy and I knew I was getting into very risky territory. Was it an edge? I'm not sure, but it was very close to being one and I struggled to sleep for long after that. And every time I woke up again (which was often) my cock was aching for attention, hence now I feel like crap! 

Never mind, in a short while Mistress and I are going to shower and then I will finally get to taste her delicious pussy again. And I will have to confess my sins and no doubt take my punishment. Will I follow through and beg her to let me cum on her pretty feet? I don't know, I really want to... I can't begin to tell you how much I want to.