I take one last look at you before you put the blindfold over my eyes. Your gorgeous breasts are filling your bra, showing ample cleavage. You are wearing black lace panties that match said bra. Your face, meanwhile, shows a mean smile, as you cover my eyes with the black fabric.
“There you go, now I can also get naked. Just give me a second.”
I had already undressed when you decided, after taking off your dress, that I do not deserve to see your body today, hence the blindfold. While you take your time to remove your underwear, I stand around without any particular purpose, patiently waiting for you, my penis straining to get hard in its chatity cage.
“There we go, now I’m all ready. Come closer to the bed.”
“Yes, mistress.”
I take a few steps until my knees touch the side of the bed. I can feel your feet on my tights, slowly moving towards my balls. I flinch slightly as your toes explore my delicate goods.
“Don’t move.”
“Yes, mistress.”
“Yes, mistress.”
You haven’t allowed me an orgasm in over 3 months, and I know you expect perfect obedience or it might be much longer before my next release. As you continue to rub your feet on my balls, I therefore try to stay perfectly still.
“Spread your legs a bit.”
“Yes, mistress.”
With my balls now dangling freely, you take the opportunity to kick them softly, waiting for me to react in any way. Resolved not to disobey, I manage keep my composure, though.
“So obedient. Now knee.”
“Yes, mistress.”
Once I am on my knees, you get out of the bed, and I can feel you behind me.
“Hands behind your back.”
I comply, and you promptly put them in handscuffs, tying them tightly together. Then I can feel Your hands on my shoulders, slowly reaching down on my chest, before you place a clothespin on each of my nipples. Before you get back into bed, you take the opportunity to give my soles a few smokes with the riding crop.
“Comfortable?”
“Not really, mistress.”
“Excellent, that really turns me on. Stay on your knees.”
I can feel your feet approaching my body again, first slowly flicking the clamps on my nipples, before getting closer to my face.
“Lick them clean.”
“Yes, mistress.”
As my tongue starts exploring your left foot, I can hear the soft buzzing of the vibrator. I am licking salty dust off your sole, and you start to moan softly. Encouraged by your reaction, even if it might be to the vibrator and not me, I start to lick more eagerly. Kneeling with my hands tied behind my back I have very limited mobility, but I lean to the side slightly so that my tongue can get to every part of your foot.
“Yes, that’s so good. Keep going.”
I do not even pause for a ‘Yes, mistress.’, and instead switch my attention to your other foot. It, too, has some dust on it that I clean off while you are busy with far more pleasant things. Your moaning gets louder and your breathing heavier, as I suck on your toes. Your feet start to shake, and you slowly approach an orgasm.
“OH, YES. THAT’S GOOD. KEEP GOING.”
With my tongue running over your sole again, you get to your climax.
“AAAAH. YES. MHM. AAAH.”
Your feet fall onto the bed, and I lean forward slightly to kiss them and your legs in reverence.
“That was good. You may now join me on the bed.”
“Yes, mistress.”
With some difficulty, I stand up, and climb onto the bed.
“Still kneeing.”
You push me towards one side of the bed, and I can feel your naked body beside me.
“That was a nice little orgasm. Do you remember what coming feels like?”
“Only very vaguely, mistress.”
“That’s Unfortunately. Might be a while before you get to experience it again.”
“Yes, mistress. I serve for your pleasure.”
“Exactly, pleasure for me, disappoint and pain for you.”
“Yes, mistress.”
You catch me by surprise when you hit my balls hard with the riding crop./p>
“OW.”
“Be quiet. If you make any noise, I’ll hit them again like that.”
You give my balls a few more slaps, but thankfully a bit softer, and I do my best not to make any noise. You then move on to my thighs and butt, each of which receive several more strikes with the riding crop. After that, you rub the riding crop over the clamps on my nipples, flipping them up and down, until they fall off quite painfully.
“Do you know why I am doing this?”
“No, mistress. Why?”
“Because it amuses me. I can see how uncomfortable you are, kneeing awkwardly on the bed, while I hurt you. And as much as you hate it, it also excites you. I can see you trying to get hard. You are enjoying this, aren’t you?”
“Yes, mistress. I love serving for your entertainment while you keep me denied.”
As if to test my devotion, you start giving my butt more hits with the riding crop again, much harder than before. I try to suffer in silence, but a few whimpers do escape mymouth with the more severe hits.
“I said quiet. You know what the punishment for disobedience is.”
“Yes, mistress.”
“And? What is it?”
“You hit my balls, mistress.”
“That’s. Exactly. Right.”
You pause after each word to give my balls a hard swat with the crop. Desperate not to earn any more punishment, I try to stay silent, despite the pain.
“It’s only effective as punishment if you don’t enjoy it. So I can’t just spank your butt, because you’re too much of a masochist for that.”
You give my balls a few more swats before you are satisfied.
“I hope now you will behave?”
“Yes, mistress, I will be obedient.”
You don’t answer, but I can hear you turn on the vibrator again. I try to shift to a more comfortable position while you play with yourself, but that earns me another sharp slap on my balls.
“Don’t move. Stay as you are. I want to see you suffer while I come.”
“Yes, mistress.”
I knee upright again, and wish I could at least see you, or – even better – touch your body, while you play with yourself. You seem to read my mind.
“Aww, are you not even allowed to watch me masturbate? Your mind must be so busy imagining how gorgeous I look, all naked, and enjoying myself. And you can’t even touch yourself, let alone have an orgasm, until I allow you to. It makes me so horny to think what I can do to you, and you will obey completely willingly.”
“Yes, mistress, I will. Anything that pleases you.”
“MHM, YES. That’s good. And if I want to hurt you?”
“Please, mistress, hurt me for your enjoyment. I want to help you come in any way I can.”
“Yes, mistress, I will. Anything that pleases you.”
“MHM, YES. That’s good. And if I want to hurt you?”
“Please, mistress, hurt me for your enjoyment. I want to help you come in any way I can.”
Angain you don’t even answer, but instead start hitting my butt with the crop again. It is still a bit sore from earlier, and the additional hits renew the feeling. I can feel it turn bright red, while you moan ecstatically.
“YES. SUFFER. MHM. YEAH….. OOOOOH. AAAAH.”
You have another orgasm, which causes you to takea short break from hitting me, but as soon as you recover you give me two more very hard hits. Caught by surprise, I almost cry out in pain, but stop myself just in time to reduce it to a very soft whimper, which I hope you did not hear.
“I. SAID. QUIET.”
Three more hits on my balls show me that my hope was in vain.
“Now get out of the bed.”
“Yes, mistress.”
I slide towards the edge of the bed, and – with my arms still cuffed behind my back – awkwardly stand up. I can feel you put your hands on my shoulders to turn me, and push me forward.
“Move.”
You keep pushing me, gently but with purpose, and I walk in the direction you indicate.
“Stop.”
Curious what you have planned next, I stand still and wait for something to happen. I can feel a tug on the handscuffs, as you pull them up behind me.
“Just one more second…. And, done.”
I try to straighten up again, but find resistance, as if you had tied my handscuffs to the ceiling.
“Comfortable?”
Standing hunted over, with my arms in the air, is actually quite far from comfortable.
“No, mistress, not at all.”
“Perfect. Then I’ll just let you wait here in the closet while I finish up out there.”
“The closet? But mistress, don’t you want me near you, so you can use me for your amusement?”
“I’m using you for my amusement. There’s no reason for you to be near. I will think about how miserable you must be in the dark, empty closet, while I bring myself to orgasm after orgasm. Maybe I’ll watch a movie afterwards. But don’t worry, I’ll get you eventually. In the meantime, you can think about how much longer I might make you wait until you get to come. And, of course, how obedient You will have to be until then to earn your release, or it might be delayed indefinitely. Any questions?”
“No, mistress. I hope you enjoy your orgasms.”
“I will. Maybe I’ll even be so generous and tell you about them afterwards… You’ll justhave to wait and see. Bye now.”
With that, you close the door of the closet behind you, to leave me alone to my thoughts and suffering, while I patiently await your return.
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