Wednesday, 3 September 2025

Freshly Squeezed (written September 2025)



I’ve been dating my girlfriend Jo for a few months now and it’s been going great, but recently I’ve noticed she’s become more dominant towards me. Not that I’m complaining you understand, it’s definitely a turn on for me… I’ve just never had a dominant girlfriend before and it’s all a bit new and strange. Exciting, but ‘different’.

I met Jo at the Judo club we both frequent. When I first joined I immediately noticed her, she is half Japanese, pretty small but super tough and so sexy with it. She had already achieved a brown belt before I even started and she’s also nearly two years older than me which made her very intimidating.

I became quietly obsessed with her and would always watch her when she was practicing or fighting. One thing about Judo is that obviously you can see a girls feet when they fight, which I always really liked… and Jo had really pretty feet and her nails were always perfectly painted red. I can’t tell you how many times I jerked off thinking about those gorgeous feet before I started dating her, but it was a lot…

Eventually Jo noticed me watching her and one day she decided to talk to me, which is just as well because I don’t really think I would ever have had the balls to approach her. We hit it off straight away and within a few weeks went on a date. I was a complete bag of nerves, but we had a great time together. After that we were pretty much inseparable.

As you can imagine though, with two martial arts freaks dating… it can be intense. She loves to sneak up on me and grab me from behind or challenge me to arm wrestle her. I mean, the truth is she could easily kick my ass if she wanted to… I’m enthusiastic about the Judo, but Jo takes it very seriously and her fitness is next level compared to mine. I just can’t keep up with her.

One night I was at her flat when she told me she wanted to ask me some questions… I said, “Okay”. 

“But not here…” she said.

She got up and I followed her into her bedroom where she slipped off her joggers, got on the bed and leant back against the headboard. 

“Strip and lie on the bed with your head down there,” she said, pointing to the bottom of the bed.

I nervously stripped off my T-shirt and shorts and jumped onto the bed… it never entered my head to object or resist, if anything it felt very exciting and I was eager to do what she wanted.

“On your back,” she ordered.

Once I was there, with my legs bent up and over hers, she reached forward and started to play with my cock and balls. We’d had sex a few times already and it had been great, albeit she definitely liked to go on top. Again, I’m not complaining, I’m just used to girls being more passive in bed… and Jo was anything but passive.

“Now,” she said, once my cock was hard and aching for attention. “I’m going to ask you some questions, which I’m sure you’re going to answer truthfully… but if for some reason I think you’re lying or if I don’t like the answer you give me then I’m going to squeeze your balls, okay?”

“Huh?” I said, lifting my head to look at her.

She smiled at me wickedly.

“It’s okay, I know you don’t want that, so answer truthfully and everything will be fine.”

Her fingers felt so damned good pumping my cock that I probably would have let her do whatever she wanted anyway, and I really had nothing to hide, so…

“Okay, first question. How many partners have you had before me? You told me eight, but I think that’s a lie… isn’t it?”

“Fuck”, I thought to myself. It was a lie.

“Truthfully…. three.” I said calmly.

“I see,” said Jo. “So why did you tell me eight?”

“Because…. well, you’re a bit older than me so I felt a bit, like… I didn’t want you to think I was inexperienced or too young for you.”

Jo’s fingers continued to slowly stroke my cock.

“Okay, I can understand that,” she said. “But… you lied to me, and I can’t let that go, can I?”

I looked at my gorgeous girlfriend, she looked amazing…. so pretty and sweet. She was wearing her favourite T-shirt with Manga characters on it, and her shoulder length black hair was tied back in a ponytail. She looked adorable and honestly I would have let her do whatever she wanted to me… 

“I guess not,” I admitted and waited for the punishment to begin.

I thought she would slap my balls or something, but instead she took both hands and put them round my balls, pulling them away from my body and then slowly but surely applying pressure through her palms. It wasn’t exactly painful, but it was an intense feeling and bizarrely as soon as she let go I wanted her to do it again, but harder.

I groaned softly and Jo picked up on it…

“Oh you like that do you? Most guys hate it when I do that to them… that’s really hot. I love squeezing guy’s balls, especially if they can take it really hard.”

Jo let go of my balls and started to stroke my cock again, it was much harder than it had been before and we both noticed.

“Look how hard your cock is now, you fucking loved that didn’t you?”

“Yes…. actually I did!”

“You’re making my pussy very wet….”

“Good,” I chuckled.

Jo slapped her hand hard across my cock.

“Oww!” I cried out… it wasn’t painful, I just wasn’t expecting it!

“Next question,” she spat. “Have you ever fantasized about me fucking anyone else?”

“What? No! Of course not…” 

Jo stroked me harder… 

“Oh really, you never fantasised about watching me getting railed by a bunch of big-dicked guys or anything?”

“No…” I spluttered. “I really haven’t. Why would I… I want you all to myself.”

“Good, I’m pleased to hear it. And for the record I want you for myself too. But if you ever cheat on me I will kick you so fucking hard… they’ll have to dig your balls out of your stomach.”

“Okay… okay, well don’t worry I’m really not the cheating kind.”

Jo stroked me some more and then spat on my cock before holding it at the base and twisting her other hand around the head.

I started to pump my hips and Jo gave me another hard slap to the cock.

“Don’t even think about cumming yet, I have a lot more questions for you.”

I groaned in frustration.

“What was the first thing that you noticed about me… or what made you want to start sitting and watching me like a little stalker?”

‘Oh fuck’, I thought.

“Errr…. do you really want me to be honest?”

“No I want you to lie so I can squeeze your balls….”

I chuckled and closed my eyes…. Fuck!

“Okay, well, if you really want me to be honest… then I’d say it was your feet. You have VERY pretty feet.”

Jo stopped stroking and closed her hands around my balls again.

“I’m telling the truth,” I pleaded.

“Don’t believe you,” she replied, her palms already coming together and crushing my two orbs against each other.

“Oooofff,” I winced as she applied even more pressure than the first time. It kinda hurt, but not in a bad way and my cock was like granite when she let go again.

Jo leaned forward and sucked the tip of my cock for a few seconds, swirling her tongue around the head. Then she sat up again and licked her lips.

“I love sucking your cock,” she said. “especially when it’s really fucking hard like that. It’s so HOT.”

She grasped my meat lightly and gave me the slowest, lightest strokes imaginable, her fingers gliding up and down my shaft. It felt amazing but also slightly maddening.

“So you’re a foot boi are you?” she said. “That’s interesting… I never realised. So what… do you think about my feet when you’re jerking off?”

“Well…actually, yeah I have.”

“Reeeeeally….” she smiled, “…what do you think about doing to them?”

“Kissing them, licking them… sucking on your toes.”

Jo smiled at me now, jerking my cock firmly. 

“Anything else?”

“Like what…?”

“Like… have you ever fantasized about shooting your load all over my pretty feet perhaps?”

I looked away, taken off guard by her question. 

“Umm…”

Jo let go of my cock and quickly grabbed hold of my balls again, squeezing them tightly until it started to ache.

“Yes… yes, okay I did…” I squealed.

Jo let go and curled her fingers around my cock again.

“It’s so funny, every time I do that your cock gets harder and harder… I think if I squeeze hard enough you’ll just explode.”

I moaned as she stroked and taunted me.

“But not yet! Not until I say, understand…”

“Yes… okay. I’ll try and hold back.”

I felt her left hand slap down onto my balls.

“Owww!” I cried, bending at the waist with the shock. 

“NO, you WILL hold back. Won’t you?”

Jo slowed down her stroking and released her grip significantly.

“Yes, yes… okay, yes. Whatever you say.”

Jo smiled, how could she look so sweet and cute and at the same time be so dominant and sexy?

“So…. when you fantasized about cumming on my feet, was that it… or did anything else happen?”

Fuck, why did she have to keep asking these questions.

“Umm….”

“Tell me,” she warned, “you know I’m gonna get the truth out of you one way or another.”

“Okay! Okay…. Yes, I… er….”

Try as I might I couldn’t bring myself to tell her what I had done in my fantasy. Thus far into the relationship I had done my best to maintain the illusion that I was pretty vanilla, afraid that if I exposed my kinky nature she would run away and probably tell all the guys at the Judo gym into the bargain.

Jo stopped stroking, her hands moving down between my legs and wrapping themselves tightly around my ballsack.

“5…4…3…2…”

“Okay, okay… I fantasized about… about….”

I felt Jo’s palms pressing together hard and I heard my tone rise slightly as I blurted out my secret.

“That you made me lick them clean!”

As soon as the words left my lips I cringed inside and closed my eyes, waiting for everything to come crashing down. I felt Jo release my balls… and exhale loudly. Why did she have to do this, everything was going so well with us and now she’d ruined it.

Finally Jo spoke… 

“Is that something you want to do for real?” she asked.

I honestly wasn’t expecting her to say that and my mind raced, trying to work out the best answer to give to prevent the imminent implosion of our budding relationship. The seconds ticked by until Jo gently took hold of my cock again and started to stroke it.

“Okay, well I think we can assume from that pause that you do…”

I screwed my eyes up tight, wishing we could just go back to pretending I was ‘normal’, but the cat was out of the bag now…. and yet she was still stroking me, 

Jo fired her next question at me.

“Have you ever fantasized about being sissified?”

“NO!” I answered. “Definitely not…”

“Really… you’ve never wanted to be dressed up like a girl and fucked in the ass with a strap-on?”

“No,” I assured her. “I swear…”

Jo continued to softly stroke me.

“Good, because I don’t want a girly-boy for a boyfriend… although I would love to fuck you in the ass and make you my bitch!”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.

“Will you do that for me? If I want to… will you let me fuck your asshole?”

“Yes,” I whispered. “I’ll do anything you want…”

“Ooooh…. really, that’s SO fucking hot. You know I’m going to fuck you hard don’t you? You know I’m not gonna stop until you beg… God I’m so fucking wet right now.”

I felt Jo pulling her legs out from under mine and then her feet appeared by my head.

“Kiss them,” she said.

I craned my neck up so that I could reach and started to gently pepper her soles and toes with light kisses.

“That’s nice… I think you will be a good foot boi for me.”

She pulled her feet back and then climbed up on top of me. She reached down and pulled her red panties to one side and then gripped my aching cock. She rubbed the tip against her wet lips and then slowly but firmly pressed herself down onto it. 

Jo’s pussy is definitely the tightest pussy I’ve ever fucked and it took every ounce of willpower not to erupt inside her as soon as I felt her wet pussy touch my balls. 

“Fuck!” I groaned loudly.  

“Yes,” smiled Jo, lifting up her T-shirt to expose her toned stomach and gorgeous little tits. “Fuck me. Shoot your cum in me… fill me up. You don’t need to hold back now, don’t try and make it last, just shoot it deep inside my hot, wet pussy… DO IT NOW!”

Jo started to ride me and despite what she said within a minute I was instinctively trying to hold back. 

“I’m gonna…” I panted.

“Yes, shoot it in me… give me everything you’ve got.”

“I’m gonna…” I repeated, my legs starting to tense up as my balls contracted hard.

Jo slammed her cunt down onto me faster and faster, harder and harder, until finally I bucked beneath her and shot my load deep into her sodden pussy.

“Yes…” she moaned, leaning down to kiss me hard as her pussy continued to suck every last drop of cum out of my balls.

We kissed passionately for a minute or two before she pulled away and lifted herself off my cock. I watched as she put her hand between her legs and quickly scooted up my body until her legs were either side of my head. She took her hand away and once again pulled her (now very messy) panties aside and I could already see my cum starting to drip out of her beautifully smooth pussy.

Without a word, Jo sank down onto my face and I felt her sticky cunt rubbing against my lips.

“Clean me,” she ordered, grinding herself against my mouth. 

I cautiously stuck out my tongue and tasted our combined juices for the first time. I felt almost dizzy with lust for her and soon I was eagerly pressing my tongue between her lips, trying to search out more of the delicious mixture… this was easily the hottest thing I had ever done and if I was ‘curious’ before, now I was well and truly hooked.

Jo moaned above me as she watched me cleaning her used pussy. She dug a finger into her slit and a fresh stream of cum and pussy juice trickled out of her stretched out hole. I swallowed it and stuck my tongue out again, desperate to catch every last drop.

Eventually she lifted off me and slid back until her pussy was resting on my spent cock.

“You fucking LOVE that don’t you?” Jo said, looking down at me with her eyes full of wonder.

I could only nod.

“Good because in future whenever I want you to clean me up, you will… won’t you?”

“Yes,” I offered meekly.

Jo looked so happy in that moment, it was almost like she was holding back tears. She bent down and nuzzled against my neck, her mouth close to my ear.

“I love you,” she said. It was the first time either of us had said it and it couldn’t have been better timed.

“I love you too,” I replied sincerely.

Our lips met again and we kissed a while before Jo slid down the bed and sucked me hard again, then she flipped around so that her pussy was right over my face. By this time she had pulled her red panties off and I buried my tongue in her delicious pussy while she sucked me enthusiastically.

As I licked her I used my fingers to tease her ass and she eventually exploded on my tongue. She briefly let go of my cock, moaning and clenching her thighs as she came. Then she grabbed my cock and pumped and sucked until I emptied what little cum I had left in my balls down her throat. 

Tuesday, 2 September 2025

One Hundred and Fifty Days in Chastity

The other day (I (think) I mentioned that I'm really not hung up on 'records' as such, like I'm not aiming for any particular number of days in chastity or anything. But I still couldn't really let today pass without noting that I had reached a new record of 150 days without a proper orgasm. Of course every day is a new record now, since I've never, ever gone this long before... and on Sunday when she'd finished teasing me, Mistress asked how many days it had been and when I told her it was 148 days she said 'Now you're locked back up... maybe for another 148 days!'.

She didn't mean I was 'locked up' for another 148 days, she was inferring that she might not let me cum for another 148 days, but even then she quickly clarified that she was only joking and that she wasn't committing herself one way or another. This is perfect, because the more I think about it the more I see the flaw in the idea of committing to 'permanent' chastity.... for one thing, it takes away some of Mistress's control (after all she can easily enforce 'permanent' chastity simply by not allowing me to cum, she doesn't need to commit to it or actually say anything), and while it's hot to think about that kind of thing, and while I hope she does keep me denied for a VERY long time (even permanently) I still want there to be uncertainty when she edges me. I still want the possibility of a real orgasm to be there, even if I don't actually want it to happen.

Read that again, what a bizarre statement? 🤣 

Why? Because more than ever I am reluctant to return to zero. Every morning I wake up rock hard and aching for attention (which is a challenge in itself since I am not allowed to touch my cock without permission) but I love it. Still, as we know, it simply isn't up to me and whatever I may want Mistress will decide when and if I eventually have a proper orgasm or not - which is exactly the way it should be. 

Last night Mistress read one of my stories and gave me some corrections to apply. I was far too tired last night to concentrate on doing it and I probably won't get it done tonight either, but it will be coming soon. The other story I'm still not quite satisfied with, so it may need more work before it's ready to be published. At the moment it seems to be a bit disjointed and contradictory. Hopefully I will get time to sort it some time, though I'm not quite sure when as we have a busy Saturday ahead of us this weekend.

Friday, 29 August 2025

Look But Don't Touch!

Can you believe it's the weekend again, that came around quickly didn't it? At least it's been a bit cooler this week, which is very welcome. Last night Mistress and I convened in the bedroom for some more teasing and another orgasm (for her, naturally)... and it once again showed me that even if you aren't really feeling up to having sex beforehand, by the end you tend to feel a lot better and a lot happier. 😊

Despite it being cooler, we still had a fan by the bed... and funnily enough we're still sleeping under an empty duvet cover. Which is weird because Mistress usually feels the cold (much more than I do). I had printed Mistress a new book of stories (two that I had written and two from Literotica), and she had a very lovely orgasm on my tongue reading those and as ever she tasted divine.

Speaking of stories, I have almost finished two more stories, I just need to read them through once more and then get Mistress to proof read them for me. One of them is about a guy in a relationship with a half Japanese girl and who share a love of Judo... and describes them starting to explore a Femdom relationship. The other one is more conventional wife/husband Femdom fare, but still hopefully an engaging read... and something I haven't touched on before.

Anyway, after Mistress had her orgasm she 'unlocked' me and I slipped the Xact cock ring on again. So easy to put that one on, and does the job without being as intrusive as the Oxballs products. Don't get me wrong, I love having my balls stretched, but the tighter my balls are held the more intense Mistress's slaps become, and Mistress is getting pretty intense with her slaps lately! Not that I'm complaining you understand. I LOVE it when she hurts my balls. 

Mistress quickly had me hard and throbbing and I was feeling so much better than I had earlier in the evening already. Then Mistress got up on her knees and stood over me, turning so that I was looking up at her gorgeous ass. I was immediately excited and hopeful, but as my hands reached up to pull her cheeks apart she told me firmly 'I'm not going to let you lick my ass today, but you can look at it as long as you don't cum'.

While I was obviously deeply disappointed by what she said, I loved that Mistress used her gorgeous ass to tease me even more and I really loved looking up at her enticing hole and wishing I was allowed to plunge my tongue into it. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm! 

Mistress ramped up the pressure by dropping down until her ass was about two inches from my face, I was so close that Mistress could almost certainly feel my breath on her delicious asshole. But each time she made sure to tell me in no uncertain terms NOT to touch. Gaaah!

So mean, and yet so wonderful... this submissive life is full of contradictions eh?

Well anyway, I loved every second of it, but eventually Mistress climbed off me and knelt next to me, pumping my cock until she got me to the edge. But unlike last weekend Mistress didn't stop once she'd edged me once and after a brief respite to allow me to cool down a little, she slowly started working on me again, beginning with gentle teasing and then graduating to ball slapping and eventually digging her nails hard into my aching cock. So fucking good.

After my second edge Mistress told me that was all for today, but being a greedy puppy I continued kissing her and pressing my throbbing cock against her thigh until she finally relented and teased me a little more. This culminated in perhaps the hardest nail torture she's ever given me, it was really painful, but my cock fucking loved it and I eagerly fucked her hand until she finally took it away and told me that that really was it and I was now 'locked' again.

It amazes me that her nails can cause so much 'pain' and yet there's almost no physical marks on my skin, I'd half expect it to be red and sore but the pain (while intense) seems very fleeting. I really love that she's embraced this new way of hurting me as a regular thing, it's just one more reason why my Mistress is absolutely amazing (as if her gorgeous body wasn't enough already) and I thank my lucky stars every day for my tremendous fortune. 🙂

Monday, 25 August 2025

Wow, What a Weekend That Was!

Bank Holiday weekends are usually a bit of a disappointment for Mistress and I, it's either raining or hot and everywhere you might want to actually go is overrun with people... today has certainly been hot (please let this be the last really hot day of 2025) but overall this BH weekend has been pretty awesome. Most importantly (as far as this blog goes) Mistress had orgasms on Saturday, Sunday and Monday, something we haven't done for four years!

And on top of that I have been teased and edged four times over the last three days, and each time quite differently. They've all been fantastic, and today was also wonderful... Mistress getting a little rough with my stretched cock and balls, and giving them both some lovely hard slaps. Additionally, after Mistress edged me and I begged her to touch me some more, she really dug her nails in as I fucked her hand, which was painful but SO FUCKING HOT! 

Oh my God I love it. The thing is I just never want it to stop... 

Every single teasing session this weekend has been sublime, I can't believe I made it through all that without an 'accident'.... but I did! I don't want to say any of the teasing I had this weekend was 'better' than the others, but Sunday morning was something truly special for me, perhaps because it was so unexpected and so incredibly FRUSTRATING

It could not have been more perfect really.

Thank you my gorgeous Mistress for a truly wonderful three days, you have made your slave's 'poor' 141 day denied cock very, very happy this weekend! 🙂

Sunday, 24 August 2025

Blog Was Taken Down Again Today...

Some of you probably noticed that Google removed my blog again today... I really don't know why they keep doing this. The blog was totally locked down, I couldn't even access it other than to request a review, which of course I did. Thankfully it was fairly quickly restored and I received an email telling me that the blog had been put behind a warning for readers.

This is the part I don't understand, because my blog has ALWAYS been behind a warning for readers as all adult content blogs have to be. So what triggered the take down? Fucked if I know, but if this happens again then I will move to www.chastityfemdom.blogspot.com, so you might want to bookmark that now.

I resisted the urge to start setting it up this afternoon as I had a feeling the blog would be restored. But if it does get taken down then I will move there and probably operate it without all the external links and images (which seem to be the thing that triggers the bots and causes problems). That would be annoying as I put a lot of work in to make my blog look good and easy to use on a phone, but I can only do what they let me so...

At least we're back for now, hopefully they will leave me alone for a bit!

I Was Just About To...

Last night Mistress had another lovely orgasm on my tongue and then after we kissed and she got me hard she moved down the bed and started to suck my cock. I was wearing the ballstretcher and Mistress sucked me for quite a while before she sat up and started to stroke me and slap my balls. It was wonderful and Mistress didn't let up until I reached the edge. Actually at one point we both thought I had ruined, because I felt something on my skin. But then maybe it was just one rogue drop of cum or something because I didn't ruin - though I was incredibly close, and when I took the ballstretcher off there was a small amount of cum on the tip of my cock. Talk about one stroke from failure.

After that Mistress and I watched/listened to a YouTube concert video for a band we are seeing in a couple of weeks (we don't know many of the songs very well) while I continued to copy and paste my blog into Word docs (more on which, anon... probably) while Mistress searched Literotica for new stories.

As it's finally cooled down a bit here, Mistress and I decided that we would get up and go for a long walk in the country this morning, so Mistress set her alarm for 8AM so that we could be out of the house by 9AM and hopefully we'll be home before the sun comes out. This becomes important in a minute... trust me.

So like Friday night I woke up in the middle of the night (actually 4:25AM) with a hard cock, but unlike Friday night it wasn't a raging 'please God touch me before I fucking explode' kind of boner, more the regular 'you might want to get up and visit the toilet' kind of thing. So I did, and thankfully I managed to get back to sleep without too much problem.

Then this morning I woke up about 7:45AM or something and again I was hard, but this time a little more than just hard... it was definitely hard and needy. Mistress was also awake and I rolled onto my back and... I was just about to ask Mistress's permission to touch my cock, when I felt her reach over and trace her fingers up and down it. It felt soooooo good. 

Mistress continued her light teasing for a while, using her fingertips and nails to tantalise me while I slowly began pushing my cock higher, desperate for more. Eventually she grasped my cock in her (left) hand (Mistress is right handed but she sleeps to my right and she was also lying on her back) and started to pump me hard. Fuck me that felt amazing.

But she soon went back to the light teasing and I helplessly fucked the air, trying to maximise every little touch, oblivious to the time, even though it was projected on the ceiling above me in red light. 

Mistress reverted to a firm grip and started pumping my cock again, even harder this time and I felt myself getting closer and closer to the edge. I was just about to open my mouth to warn Mistress that I was close when the alarm went off and she let go of my cock to turn it off.

I momentarily wondered if that had been Mistress's plan all along, to stop when the alarm went off, but once the alarm was silenced she turned back to me and grabbed my cock again, this time with her dominant hand (though if ask me, both her hands are pretty dominant) and picked up where she'd left off. 

It didn't take too long before I was approaching the edge again and I just about managed to gasp 'I'm close Mistress' before it went too far. Mistress let go immediately while I strained in frustration. I knew I was closer than close, in fact I thought it might have gone too far already; I really was just waiting to feel the warm drip of cum landing on my stomach, but it never came.

After a few seconds Mistress placed her hand against my balls and just left it there, not squeezing them or anything, just resting on my balls. Interestingly, this just prolonged the agony, and I genuinely thought that alone might be enough to push me over the edge, because I really was still teetering. But thankfully the cum stayed in my balls (just about), though God knows in that moment I wanted her to let me cum. I was SO. FUCKING. CLOSE, it was way beyond merely frustrating.

I mean, of course, ultimately I'm glad she didn't let me cum... because it means I can continue feeling this desperate, frustrated and submissive. But in those seconds where my cum was preparing to fire itself out of my poor, denied balls and high into the air... well that was a different matter. Good job I have a Mistress with a level head who knows what I really need.  

As Mistress swung herself out of bed I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her breasts, but Mistress was not to be swayed from our plans so a walking we will go and hopefully later I will get to worship her beautiful pussy again and make her cum. 

- - -

Well we did indeed go for a six mile country walk, which we managed in a pretty decent (given the number of hills involved) 72 minutes. The sun was breaking out from behind the clouds for the last quarter of an hour so we were happy to get back to the air conditioned car.

After lunch I did indeed get to worship Mistress’s delicious pussy and make her cum and given that Mistress had edged me so beautifully first thing I wasn’t necessarily expecting more teasing (though obviously I wasn’t going to turn it down if Mistress offered it!)

After I had worshipped Mistress’s beautiful feet she told me that I was ‘unlocked’ and that I could put a cock ring on if I wanted to. I elected to put the new stretchy one on and hopped onto the bed where Mistress was already laying; completely naked and utterly gorgeous.

As we kissed, Mistress started to tease my cock with her fingers and once hard she held my cock with her left hand, just gently squeezing it and stroking it while she teased me with the fingers and nails of her right hand. This felt absolutely amazing and I really hope Mistress does that again soon!  

Eventually Mistress started to stroke me properly, but then reverted to the gentle teasing… then she got up on her knees and I thought for a moment she was going to straddle my head and allow me to worship her perfect ass… but she didn’t, she just knelt there, stroking my cock and looking as sexy as Hell. 

I reached up and gently squeezed her left breast (I so love it when she doesn’t wear her bra in bed) before asking permission to worship her wonderful ass. Mistress continued pumping my cock and said ‘Not today slave’. Obviously I was a bit disappointed… but on reflection, perhaps it was just as well, because it didn’t take Mistress that long to get me to the edge again and having my tongue buried in her delicious ass would only have made it happen even quicker!

Just like this morning I thought I might have waited one or two seconds too long to warn Mistress and as I lay there kissing Mistress I waited expectantly for the drip of warm cum to hit my skin. Thankfully it never came, although when I took the cock ring off there was a small amount of cum released. Honestly, it feels like it’s only a matter of time until I have another accidental ruin, the edge just comes so quickly now… no doubt Mistress will enjoy ‘correcting’ me if/when that happens!


Oh, and before I go, just to let you know I added another story to the 'Story Links' page. Another cuckolding story, this time written by 'Cutecouple102', it's pretty long and I'm not too sure about Chapter 4, but up until then it was well written and pretty good. I hate to agree with the comment trolls, but on this occasion the observation that 'even the author realised that they couldn't write chapter five without completely humiliating themselves' seems to ring true as the promised chapter five has not materialised after several years. A pity the author hasn't written anything else though...

Saturday, 23 August 2025

Different Kinds of Frustration!

My story 'Saturday Night Picture' show has so far attracted eight user comments, all positive except one which said it was a great idea but 'weak implementation'. Okay, well they're entitled to their opinion. They also said I was too lazy to finish the story properly! Which is annoying, as I've since thought that I wanted to continue the story, but because I thought it was a stand alone piece I added a bit at the end to kind of wrap it up and now I wish I hadn't. 

I can probably get around it, but it makes it more awkward than it needed to be, or I suppose I could just put a disclaimer at the start of the next part to say 'please ignore the last two paragraphs of part one'... but that seems really weak. I guess I will either work around it or start a different story with the ideas I have for part two. 

Frustrating.

At least the story is scoring well, and it has retained it's 'HOT' rating. Something only one of the six stories I've published since has managed incidentally... I was on a great run there for a while, but still 8 out of 20 stories published this year have made the cut, so that's still pretty good.

Last night I went to bed about a half hour after Mistress and I couldn't get comfortable. My neck has been hurting (partly because I started swimming again) and my pillows felt too high and I also felt too hot and my shoulder was hurting, also my knee and my arm.... just everything basically. 

Frustrating.

So after a few minutes of wriggling about and trying to make my shoulder crack, I decided I'd be better off sleeping in the spare bed because I didn't want to keep Mistress awake with my fidgeting. So I went in there and then it took me about another half an hour to get to sleep.

At 3AM I woke up so fucking hard... I couldn't believe it, I honestly felt like I could cum just through the power of my mind and the covers rubbing against me was maddening (but fucking hot at the same time of course...). Honestly it was so fucking difficult to not touch my cock and again I thought this would be the perfect time to try that prostate massager thing that we've had for 15 years and never once used. If it didn't work then I can't believe it ever would! 🤣

Frustrating.

But of course, that would mean waking up Mistress to ask permission and I don't think she'd appreciate that at 3AM somehow. Nor do I think she'd likely give me permission to have a ruined orgasm, even a completely hands free one. 

It's now 139 days since my last proper orgasm, and while these middle of the night moments are of course intensely frustrating, it's the kind of frustrating that I will miss when Mistress eventually resets me to zero. Assuming she does of course.... I kinda hope she doesn't. But at the same time, I really want to cum too! 

How wonderfully frustrating!


Wednesday, 20 August 2025

Punishment and a New Record Every Day from Today...

Hard as it is to believe, my last 'full' orgasm happened on the 6th of April 2025... before Easter, before the summer... in other words, a VERY long time ago! In fact yesterday marked the point where I equalled my previous chastity record of 135 days, so every new day is a new record from this point onwards.

Last night, Mistress asked me how many days it had been since my last proper orgasm and when I relayed this information to her she smiled and said 'Do you think you can go all the way 'til Christmas'? Now I have no idea if Mistress will make me wait 'til the end of the year or not, but if that's what she decides then that's okay by me. 

To be honest, real orgasms are a double edged sword at this point; a momentary (often painfully intense) surge of pleasure, followed by days of regret... and I can think of several things I would choose instead (not least some prolonged ass worship or a ruin onto Mistress's gorgeous feet)! But of course that's not how this works, so if Mistress decides 'it's time' sooner rather than later then so be it. 

I'm actually not really that interested in exactly how long any new record is, I'm certainly not thinking I want to get to 200 days (23rd October) or anything like that... I'm just happy that Mistress continues to control my orgasms however she pleases, and if she decides she wants to take me to Christmas before allowing me to cum, or if she makes me wait until next Christmas, or if she just never lets me cum 'properly' again, then that is entirely up to her.

The other day I posted about some illegal 'touching' that happened a couple of weeks ago, and unfortunately due to the latest heatwave here in the UK this went unaddressed for over a week. However, thankfully the temperature has fallen the last few days and last night after she had a lovely orgasm on my tongue, Mistress picked up her paddle and her crop and 'corrected' me.

I got seven very stingy swats with the leather side of the paddle, followed by seven even more painful strokes with the crop... and right from the first moment I was wincing (I know, I'm such a pussy!). 

You know, it's times like these when I question my life choices, but you know... I asked for this after all, haha... and even though it (briefly) fucking hurt, I'm still glad Mistress did it. And honestly I'd much rather it hurt than it was too soft.

When I think about it as well I'm pleased that we've progressed from Mistress being hesitant to use the crop on me to using it and not being tempted to cut it short even though I was involuntarily wincing with every 'agonizing' stroke. I love to encourage Mistress's evil side to come out... it's so fucking HOT! 😍

After Mistress corrected me, she also gave my balls a good whipping too, which I'm sure was more intense than normal. I was certainly flinching as she did it, where I usually quite enjoy it! I mean, I still 'enjoyed' it.. as it was part of some wonderful teasing and edging, but it certainly seemed harder than normal.

Still, I guess it's my own fault, I broke the rules and I have to pay... and besides, knowing that Mistress enjoys inflicting pain makes it worth it. I'm just glad the crop is reserved for 'punishments' only! 

Oddly Mistress asked how my bottom felt this morning and it was fine, but this afternoon (after sitting down most of the day) I can definitely feel where the crop hit me. It's not painful, just a little tender and a nice reminder of last night's fun. :)

Hopefully there will be more fun tonight (and no cropping!), Mistress has only come four times this month which is clearly far from acceptable... and maybe one day soon Mistress will squeeze my balls like that girl in that GIF the other day. 😀