Femdom session 13th November 2011…

I woke up this morning with the hardest morning wood you could possibly imagine, this despite an annoying pain in my foot (which thankfully seems to have gone away now). The temptation to touch it was huge, it would have been wonderful to stroke it, squeeze it and to jerk it until it erupted over my stomach, but of course none of that  is allowed. This is not news, it has not been allowed since April, but yesterday’s session was a stark reminder that I must try harder not to touch my cock without permission. Sure I can proudly say that I haven’t made myself cum without permission in all that time, but I still haven’t quite got to grips with the not touching part of Mistress R’s control, have I?
What can I say, it’s a tough thing to do. For most of my life I’ve been able to touch my cock whenever I want and now I can’t, of course that’s not going to be easy to get used to, is it? In fact, sometimes I do think that guys who have their cock’s ‘locked’ have it easy. Oh sure, they have to deal with the inconvenience of being caged, but having that temptation removed must be a hell of a help. Still, having worn a cage for just a few minutes I’m in no real position to judge am I? And I’m sure there’s a lot of caged guys reading this thinking ‘yeah, why don’t you try it then!’.
Anyway, I know that Mistress R is not a big fan of the idea of a chastity device, she would much rather have me learn self-control to show my obedience and submission to her, and that makes perfect sense to me. I wonder sometimes if she ever believed I would have the self-control to go this long without making myself cum, and even if she did then she must have known it would take a long time for me to get used to not even touching my cock without permission. Or maybe not. Perhaps women simply don’t feel the need to touch themselves as often as men? Hmm, a quick google suggests this may be bollocks (and gives me a subject for my next post).
Whatever, what I can say with absolute certainty is that it’s a very rare day that passes without me wanting to stroke my cock, and that has increased several fold since we started down the chastity route. Firstly because I have found that chastity has had a significant effect on my libido generally, secondly because my balls are always full, and thirdly (of course) because telling someone they can’t have something, or do something, is like a red rag to a bull isn’t it? So for me to have only touched my cock three times in three weeks seems nothing short of a minor miracle to me.
Mistress R however, sees it quite differently, or at least that is the impression I got yesterday morning when she began the session by punishing me for it. I couldn’t tell whether she was actually really pissed off with me or whether she was just playing her role really fantastically right from the start, but she certainly wasn’t holding back with the whip or the paddle as she warmed my arse! Twelve lashes of the whip for starters (I thought that was fair exchange for three touches), followed by nine swats with the paddle which left me pulling away and spitting out my thanks through clenched teeth (and I can still feel them a little now!).
After that Mistress R had me turn and face the bed where she reclined, toying her pussy with her fingers as she had me worship her feet (sadly I couldn’t see any of this as I was blindfolded from the start). Once again, like last time, Mistress R was in fine form, verbally berating me for my inability to keep my hands of my cock and telling me that perhaps since the paddle and whip still aren’t getting the message over, perhaps she would have to refrain from touching my cock completely or maybe only teasing it through my clothes, until I started behaving as she wanted me to.
She went on to remind me that I willingly gave up my pleasure for the benefit of her pleasure and that anything that happens in future will be because it is the way she wants it. If she wants to tease me every night, or not touch me for a week, a month, or longer, then that is her choice. If she decides to allow me to cum, that is because it pleases her. If she wants me to swallow it, that again is for her pleasure. Everything is for her pleasure (so fucking hot!).
She held her wet fingers in front of my face and told me to suck them clean, which I eagerly did, gaining my first taste of her beautiful pussy for five days. She pulled them away and I continued to suck her toes and kiss her feet all over, while she returned to stroking her pussy. She also suggested that perhaps as a punishment for my illegal touching she should just keep me there, on the floor, for the whole hour, worshipping her feet while she brought herself to orgasm. How frustrating would that be for me, she said. Being close to her as she came, but not being a part of it or even being able to see it.
I have to say, Mistress R probably couldn’t see it from where she was laying, but my cock was rock hard every time she said these evil things, I love it when she really gets into her role and gives her wicked side a free reign. I have long believed that Mistress R has it within her to be a wonderful, wonderful domme and every session seems to bring more and more of that out of her. I can only dream of how amazing she will be in another year or so. However, Mistress R decided not to leave me on my knees the whole session and instead had me lay spreadeagled on the bed, at which point a rather elementary mistake was discovered…
Ever since we started doing these sessions (well over ten years ago), it has been my job to prepare the room. This means fitting the PVC sheet, getting all the sex toys, lube, whips, paddles and suchlike out, making sure the room is sufficiently heated if necessary, etc… Also, it is my job to retrieve the leather cords from under the mattress (they are attached to the slats underneath the bed), which Mistress uses to attach to my wrist and ankle cuffs. It was now apparent that this part of my duties had been overlooked (never ever done that before!). Thankfully Mistress R decided not to make a big deal out of it, but told me to stay in position as though I was bound, before straddling my face and ordering my ‘Tongue out!’.
After a minute or so of riding my face, she moved down and squatted over my rock hard cock, teasing her pussy with the tip before sliding down on it. Almost immediately she lifted herself off but then decided she wanted it after all and sank all the way down, as you can imagine, it felt absolutely wonderful! Then she lifted herself off again and straddled my face once more, now I could taste my cock on her pussy too which made my poor cock even harder.
I was still blindfolded at this point and Mistress R spent the next ten minutes or so alternating between having me lick her beautiful pussy and slapping and tormenting my cock. She slapped it, and slapped it, and slapped it and I loved every second of it. She must have slapped it a hundred times, and several times she seemed to catch my balls too, which I wasn’t sure if that was accidental or not, but then she straight out delivered a slap to my balls which was definitely not accidental! It didn’t really hurt, but it made a lovely slapping noise and I loved that she had done it, because I’ve been wanting her to do that for quite a while and now she won’t be worried about doing it when she wants to.
Then she decided I needed a dildo up my ass and once that was in place she tormented my cock a little more before leaving me to stew for a while. Again she reminded me to stay as if I was bound, even though I wasn’t and told me to spend my time thinking about how much better it felt when she touched my cock than it did when I did it without her permission. She also told me to think about how good it was going to feel when she came back and let me eat her pussy and make her cum…
To be honest I was really getting a little close to the edge by now and the break was exactly what I needed to try to settle the unrest in my balls. Ten minutes of quiet reflection helped a lot and when she returned, Mistress R removed my blindfold which meant I got my first glimpse of her since the session began about forty minutes before.
I don’t know if Mistress R had been wearing any fetish clothing earlier, but now she was entirely naked excpet for a black bra. She looked gorgeous and I took the risk of speaking out of turn to tell her so. She accepted my compliment graciously and then told me to get up on my knees. Mistress R slid onto the bed in front of me and spent a short time scratching my cock, balls and perineum with her toenails before instructing me to eat her pussy and make her cum. Finally the moment I had been waiting for since Tuesday!
It was wonderful to service Mistress finally and I was so happy when she came long and hard. She got off the bed and the puddle of pussy juice left behind on the PVC sheet had my licking my lips. But first Mistress had me lick her clean, as her juices were dripping down her legs. Satisfied that I had got every drop, Mistress R ordered me to lick the sheet clean before having me roll over onto my back once more.
She stood over me, facing my feet, giving me a wonderful view of her soaking wet pussy and gorgeous ass. I so wanted to tongue her ass then, and she knew it. She lowered her ass onto my face as she stroked my cock, telling me that she was rubbing her ass on my face for her pleasure and that I was not allowed to lick it. My cock was soon throbbing hard again and she stroked it for a while, again reminding me that I needed to make a determined effort not to touch my cock without her permission. She told me that she would much prefer it if I asked her permission more often, even though she wouldn’t guarantee that permission would be granted.
Then she lowered her gorgeous ass onto my face again and told me that she wanted me to cum like this, desperate to lick her asshole, but not allowed to. I breathed in the musky scent of her ass and felt two weeks of cum bubbling in my balls, I knew I couldn’t last much longer, and I wanted so much to push my tongue into her ass, but I knew it wasn’t allowed and this produced a wonderfully frustrating and submissive edge to what proved to be a very long and intense orgasm.
I had hardly finished cumming when I felt Mistress R’s cum covered fingers pressing into my mouth. I obediently licked them clean and swallowed my cum as she scooped up more from my leg and cock, it seemed so long since I had cum this way and it felt absolutely amazing.
Well, what a way to end a week off! Mistress R doesn’t know it yet but I left a little present on her dressing table this morning for her to find when she gets home from work (hopefully that will help her overlook the fact that I forgot to place her neatly folded towels in the bathroom this morning!*), yesterday’s session was so amazing and I really just wanted to let her know just how much I value her growing confidence, dominance and love. I just wish I didn’t have to wait another four weeks to experience another hour with Mistress R in full swing, ah well. Maybe I can bring a little of her out in the meantime….

*I’m pretty sure I’ve never mentioned this on here before. I’ve no desire to be a maid, I’m not angling to start hand washing her smalls, or anything like that. It’s just a little thing I like to do, to make Mistress R feel special. Like as if she was staying in a nice hotel or something, you know… the great thing about it is it’s not emasculating, it’s just thoughtful. Most women (including Mistress R) would probably think it was a bit weird if I started putting out her underwear for her, or something like that, but towels are just towels at the end of the day. I think it’s a good way to show your wife that you are thinking of her and want to be attentive without it being linked to sex, which I think most women would appreciate and find attractive. Why not try it yourself?

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