Tuesday, 16 September 2025

162 Days and Still Counting...

Like last month, September got off to a bit of a slow start, but hopefully like last month we will be able to make up for lost time and maybe even get Mistress into double figures again by the 30th. That would be nice, but even an 8 or a 9 would be a valiant effort. 

Last week I took a couple of days off to redecorate our stairs and landing. Two days was barely enough time really, but I couldn't take the Friday off so it just had to get done. That meant fairly long days and then following that the inevitable backache...

Thankfully by Saturday things were sorted (although I was still quite worn out) and Mistress and I enjoyed some time in bed, with Mistress enjoying her third orgasm of the month before giving me the most wonderful teasing imaginable. This actually culminated in an intensely frustrating ruined orgasm for me, falling as it did on the 160th day since my last full orgasm (way back on the 6th April 2025). 

I don't know, it almost already feels like that date is becoming a landmark in my mind... could it be the date of my last full orgasm? Well, I don't know about that... as much as I would kinda like it to be, I have to keep reminding myself that nothing has really changed and it simply isn't up to me, just as it hasn't been up to me for the last fourteen years.

Mistress may decide to keep this going for another week, another month, another year... but she will still always have the power to bring it to an end whenever she pleases. Oddly it already feels like something she could 'threaten' me with... which is a peculiar state of affairs to be sure. I never considered that one day I would be kind of dreading being allowed to cum properly...

Anyway, later on Saturday evening I went to bed first and when Mistress came to bed sometime later I was still awake. Mistress eagerly reached for my cock and proceeded to give me even more wonderful teasing. Having already ruined that day and been fed my cum by Mistress it surprised me how horny and desperate to cum I still felt... which is exactly how a ruined orgasm should leave me after all.

The next morning when I woke up Mistress was already out of bed and dressed, she was wearing black jeans and a black long sleeve T-shirt but she still looked as sexy as fuck and my cock was fairly hard again... I thought I was pushing it a bit asking if I could touch my cock, but Mistress lay on the bed next to me and said I could touch it for two minutes.

It was a very hot CFNM scene, which I found surprisingly erotic - I'd definitely enjoy more like that. I cuddled against Mistress and kissed her gorgeous breasts through her T-shirt as I stroked my cock, but all too soon Mistress called time and told me it was time to get up. 

Both of us were pretty tired (perhaps our late night), and our plan to return to bed in the afternoon came to nothing (we had already moved our Femdom Session from this day back until next Sunday) but thankfully on Monday night Mistress got her 4th orgasm of the month. It was a really nice one and she tasted amazing as always.

As I gently kissed her feet afterwards, I somehow got the feeling that maybe this was to be the first night when Mistress decided not to 'unlock' me. I don't know why I thought that really, and it turned out to be wrong in the end, it was after all 'just a feeling'. But instead Mistress grabbed the lube out of her bedside drawer and with a little prompting from me told me that I was indeed to be 'unlocked'.

It's not that I don't want to to be teased, of course I do... and Mistress teased me wonderfully well and brought me extremely close to another ruin before calling time, but I'd still like her to have that power to decide if I get teased or not and for me to feel uncertain about whether it will happen or not each time...

Once she told me I was to be 'unlocked' I grabbed the Oxballs with the built in ballstretcher and put it on. I've been sticking to the basic (X-act fit) cock ring of late to so I'd slightly forgotten how much the Oxballs pulls on my balls and holds them tight, making Mistress's ball smacks that much harder to take!

I still enjoyed the pain though, even as I was flinching and wincing (which I'm sure Mistress enjoyed immensely) and Mistress also used her nails to inflict even more suffering on my poor, tightly bound cock, even after she'd edged me very hard. 

Mmmmm, what a truly gorgeous and magnificent Mistress I have! I truly loved every second of my 'suffering'.

It's funny, I thought the ruined orgasm I had on Saturday might take the edge off a bit, but it doesn't seem to have done much at all. I still feel desperate to cum, albeit deep down I really just want Mistress to ruin me again. But that's not up to me of course... so we will just have to wait and see what transpires, won't we?

Saturday, 13 September 2025

This is So Much Better Than Cumming...!

Over the last few weeks I've been copying and pasting pretty much every post from this blog onto Word documents (and then PDFs) to safeguard against any future problems with Google/Blogger and/or the UK Government's policy on porn. So far it seems that everything has quietened down but I don't want to risk my blog being removed without notice and losing it all. Yes I have backed it up, but even so... where will I be able to restore it and do I really want the hassle?

Now obviously a lot of this is very old and it does make me smile when I read about things like my first 'cum free calendar month', being that I haven't come since April 6th 2025 and all... LOL.

I only have two more years left to copy (honestly, it's been a lot more work than anticipated, I've been doing about one year per week...) but my intention is maybe to read it all the way through from the start once it's been completed. But obviously as I've been going through it some parts have caught my eye, such as this excerpt taken from the blog in May 2012...


Tuesday 12th May 2012

"Do you need to stop... or is it already too late?" Asked Mistress R.

I continued on a little while longer, not wanting to give in, but Mistress placed her hands on my chest and pushed my back, my signal that it's time to stop. She didn't look upset that I hadn't been able to continue longer, more amused that I was struggling so hard not to cum.

After I had made her cum with my tongue we lay in bed together and she started stroking my cock again as we talked. Soon I was rock hard again and I said to her "This is so much better than cumming."

Mistress raised her eyebrows and said 'Better?'...

I confirmed that that was indeed what I had said.

"But you wouldn't never want to cum again though would you?"

I thought for a moment, as my cock throbbed even harder...

"No, possibly not." I eventually said. This last orgasm may have been a bit too intense to be pleasurable, but I'm not quite ready to give up on the idea altogether just yet. But like I said in my last post, I have to admit that these days being left denied and throbbing gives me more pleasure overall than being allowed to cum. Which is weird. Isn't it?


It's funny how much has changed over the last ten plus years, but also how much hasn't. Even then it seems I was keener on staying denied, even if I wasn't quite yet ready to give up being allowed to cum altogether. I find it interesting that in this instance it was Mistress who brought the idea of permanent denial up, though I'm sure she wouldn't think of it in those terms. 

Sunday, 7 September 2025

Punishment Time Again

As I mentioned recently I've been waking up very hard a lot lately... so I guess it was inevitable that sooner or later I would succumb to temptation and one morning last week I did in fact touch my cock for maybe 30-60 seconds before I got up to go to work. It wasn't like hard stroking or anything, just lightly touching my cock with my fingers and enjoying the sensation of being rock hard and aching to cum.

Anyway, on Thursday Mistress and I got together and so I wrote down my transgression in her little book of corrections, actually kind of thinking it wasn't that serious. I mean the previous entry in the book had been for two instances of stroking plus several minor infractions, and that garnered me 7 strokes each of the paddle and the crop. This time I thought probably the paddle would suffice. In fact... I even wondered if Mistress might say it wasn't worth punishing me for such a minor offence...

However, I'm very pleased to say that Mistress didn't say that at all. In fact as soon as she saw the book open by the bedside she told me to get the crop for her! She then dealt me six pretty stingy blows with the paddle and 6 fairly light hits with the crop. I mean they still hurt a bit, but actually the paddle was worse and I was curling my toes between blows which seemed to amuse Mistress quite a bit!

Honestly on the one hand I felt I had been treated a little harshly in comparison to the previous time, but at the same time I was really, really pleased that Mistress didn't let me 'get away with it'; in the past this was always kind of what I feared - that we would agree rules and then Mistress wouldn't punish me if I broke them. It's really heartening to feel like Mistress is more in control now and she will punish me when I deserve it. 🧡

To be fair to Mistress, we never set any definite punishments, it was always up to Mistress to decide based on what I did and how long it had been since the previous offence. But it definitely feels better to feel like I've been punished a little harshly than not at all and wondering why I bother trying to stick to the rules.  

My latest story 'Freshly Squeezed' is still doing well, with a score of 4.69/5.0 on Literotica currently., which makes it my highest scoring story so far. I mean, I'm sure it will gradually slip - they all seem to start off with 5's and slowly slip down the order. I just hope it stays above 4.5 and keeps it's 'HOT' rating. I've also had three very positive comments, which is always welcome. 

I haven't had a chance to look at the other story again, or any of the myriad others I have on the go... Mistress and I were out all day yesterday and we ended up going to bed extremely late this morning, so today has been a bit of a write off to be honest. 

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!