"Does that taste good? I can't have you loving your own come, Pet. What I mean is this: the fifth clue regarding our session together is.....lactation."
Forgetting my job of stroking, I stop and have a confused look on my face, not for the first time either this week.
"Hahahahhahahhahha....I wish I had my phone to take a pic of your face!! Hahhahahhaha.....Totally hilarious! Hahahahhaha.....Did I say to stop wanking for me? Hahhahaha....C'mon, Pet. Jerk my toy....Jerk.....Jerk.....Jerk....Hahahhaha"
While your giggling continued, once again, I continued jerking your toy as instructed wondering about that last clue: lactation. The only lactation play that I've seen are from viewing porn videos. Also, I can't say that I had not given it much consideration as something I'd like. Thinking about being squirted with a blast of milk by a gorgeous woman did kind of appeal to me, however. Stroke, stroke, stroke, wipe..lick....
"Nice, Pet. I like how you cleaned up without being told. So....you have 10 more seconds before I must lock you up.....10...9....8....7....6....5....4....3....2 1/2....2.....1 1/2....and 1! STOP!!"
Breathless, I reluctantly took my hand from you toy and stood in front of you.
"To guarantee that you won't wank this evening before our time together, I will have to lock you in chastity. Before locking you up, I need several ice cubes in the freezer. Fetch them for me."
Before leaving your bedroom for the kitchen, I remembered that I had stashed your worn panties behind your computer on your nightstand. As a means of distraction, I said, "I think I hear your shower still running a trickle, ma'am. You're gonna want to shut that off unless you want a high water bill."
With this excuse, you left your bedroom to enter your restroom.
Stealthily, I reached behind your computer, grabbed your panties, left the bedroom and found my clothing which I had dropped to the floor earlier. Quickly, I stuffed your panties into the pocket of my shorts, found ice cubes in the freezer, and returned to your bedroom.
By the time I entered, I noticed the chastity device on your bed and saw a huge smile on your face.
"Very good, Pet. Now, give my those cubes. You've got to be flaccid so that this device will fit."
Immediately, you took the ice cubes from my hands and cupped them under my balls.
"Hahahhah....Is that cold? Awwww, poor baby. I'm sorry, but it has to be done. You'll find that you will not be able to have an erection while in the cage."
Within minutes, my cock became cold and shriveled while also feeling my balls shrink.
"Now, hold still, Pet, as I put my toy in this birdcage."
With adept precision, you were able to place my cock in the device with little difficulty.
Upon completion, another wide smile spread across your face. "I must say that my toy looks fantastic in that cage! Now, we have one more item to deal with. My nightstand has lube in it. Please get it for me."
Finding the water-based lube, I handed it to you wondering what you had planned for me now.
"Look what I have, Pet!"
With a proud smile, you held a small, red, tulip-shaped anal plug in your hand.
"Don't worry. It isn't that large. It's actually a small one that I want you to wear until we see you tomorrow. I know it won't stretch you out much if anything, but it will remind you that I own you. This plug plus the chastity device symbolizes my total ownership. Now, bend over and spread your cheeks."
Dutifully, I bent over far enough for insertion and spread my cheeks for you.
Soon, I felt a slight discomfort and a wet feeling before the plug slipped entirely into my anus.
"Wow, slave. I didn't know that your hole was that hungry. I just popped right in. Is it comfortable?"
Straightening, I stood up to say, "Yes, ma'am. It's not so bad. I can tolerate it."
"Good. I may be demanding, but I really don't want to hurt you tonight. I have bigger plans involving hurt and pain for you tomorrow evening. I need you here by 5:30 p.m. tomorrow night. My guests will begin arriving after this time throughout the evening."
"Yes, ma'am. I will be here as you wish."
"Oh, wow....I'm really impressed and flattered that you're being so good to me."
"I try my best, ma'am."
"You certainly do, Pet. You may get dressed."
Finding my clothing, I began dressing. As I slipped my undershorts on, I felt the plug attempt to escape from my ass. Quickly, I slipped it back in and continued dressing.
"Come closer to me now, Pet. I won't bite....Well, I do bite, but I won't tonight. Promise."
Looking my mistress in the eye, I stepped in front of you.
"Look. I know you are excited about tomorrow night as I am as well. Even though we are both anticipating a once-in-a-lifetime session, I want you to know that you are mine. Mine. Yes, there will be strap-ons, and others who will participate. As you know, there will be crossdressing, some knife play, and now lactation. You may feel humiliated and assuredly in some sort of pain, but I wanted you to know that you, again, are mine. I enjoy how we are together. I think it's good for both of us."
With that said, you hugged me which was reciprocated and you kissed me with passion.
"We have a big day tomorrow, Pet, and I want you rested. Leave now, and I will see you tomorrow."
You then grabbed my crotch and smacked my ass hitting the anal plug doing so. You then whispered in my ear, "Mmmmm....I...can't....wait" and kissed my ear.
Leaving your condo and walking home, I thought about what transpired. And it caused me to smile as I recalled your words. Then, my hand brushed my front pocket of my shorts and felt a lump. Your panties....Waves of guilt began flooding my thoughts. Why would I take your panties? That was the stupidest thing to do! I didn't ask permission! I've just got to pray that she doesn't find out! How am I going to make this up to her?
End of Part 7....To Be Continued
I'm glad to be yours, ma'am, and I hope I've made you less "terrifying" ;)
All yours,
Your Pet and your tiny toy :)
Wednesday, June 4, 2014
Tuesday, June 3, 2014
My Perverted Fantasy....Part 6
"....The next clue that I give you in regards to our session on Saturday is cutting....Now, how does that make you feel? Fearful? Fearful for my toy and those tiny balls? Hahhahahahhahaha...."
O M G!! You are actually thinking about bringing knife play into our session on Saturday?! Even though I have never participated in this type of play, the idea scares me. Why does it scare me? One slip of the hand, one sweaty palm, one drop...could result in possible injury or worse! My balls? My cock? Being castrated doesn't happen to appeal to my sensibility.
"Knife play, ma'am? Why that?" I say attempting to put on a face of bravery.
"Yes, Pet. Administering this type of pain is something that I must admit that I've given lots of thought about. Actually, it's been on my mind, especially since you've agreed to be mine. I need practice and want to see your reaction to my blade or blades in this case. Ohhh, you have no idea how excited this makes me, slave! Uhhh ohhhh....I can't believe I almost missed it! You asked a question about our play on Saturday which you KNOW is totally out-of-bounds to even ask! Chalk up yet another punishment! Hahahahhahaha."
Damn. Damn. Damn. How could I be so completely stupid to ask yet another dumb question?? But, you did you say blades. Gulp.
"Now that I've had my fun and you've received your clue, get dressed. I need my sleep, especially since this overnight session threatens to wear your poor mistress out."
Quickly, I pull on my clothing, tucking in your toy and a swollen set of blue balls.
I say, "Thank you for this evening, ma'am." Stuttering, I continue, "Ummmm....ma'am...ummm."
"What are you trying to say, Pet. Don't be shy."
"Yes, thank you, ma'am. Ummm....I was wondering whether you'd mind...ummm... if I can....ummm.....ya know....get off.....when I return home tonight?"
"Hahahahahah.....I can't even believe you, Pet! I won't punish you for asking a question, but I will ABSOLUTELY not allow you to get off so close to our session. I want you at your ultimate horniness on Saturday. I want you literally dripping in anticipation when you disrobe in front of us, Pet! Hahahhahaha....yes, I said "us," slut! What's wrong? Are my poor little balls painful? Awwww....let me see them again before you leave."
Dejected by your response, yet horny enough to follow through with your instruction, once again I unbutton my shorts, lower my undershorts, and walk towards you with yet another erection waving in front of me.
With tenderness, you reach down and cup my balls in your hand and begin massaging them saying, "My poor little balls. You tiny two are swollen now, but I promise that you will be drained soon." Kneeling in front of me, I watch keenly as you continue your address. "Let me see if you enjoy this, my tiny balls." You then form your lips into a kiss and begin blowing warm air on my balls. Immediately, my cock twitches in delight. "Awww...you do like that! Hahahahah, I see that my toy likes that as well."
You then take my cock between your thumb and index finger in order to move it away to focus on my balls. Soon, I watch with fascination as I see your pink tongue slowlyyyyy emerge from your mouth. You then begin slowly and teasingly to bathe my balls with your ohhhh so slippery tongue.
"Ohhh my gawddd, mistress. You have absolutely no idea how that makes me feel. Ohhhh."
You then begin sucking each ball with sloppy expertise while saying between sucks, "You had better not come, Pet. I simply wanted to reward my tiny little balls. I don't intend to see any of your spunk spurt from my toy....Mmmmmmm.....I must say that these tiny balls taste fantastic. I promise they'll be drained soon enough and look like your shrunken ballsies that I wear around my neck." Your actions continue as I begin moaning.
Finishing, you kiss each one of my nuts saying, "The next time I see you, my little balls, will be on Saturday. I honestly can't wait!" Rising to your feet, you continue, "Now zip up and get to bed. And don't you dare play with yourself after you arrive home. DO NOT visit websites like xhamster and DO NOT DO NOT even think about looking at pics in your Becki file when you get home. I know you are weak and will disappoint me if you go too far. Be here tomorrow night to hear your last clue!"
O M G!! You are actually thinking about bringing knife play into our session on Saturday?! Even though I have never participated in this type of play, the idea scares me. Why does it scare me? One slip of the hand, one sweaty palm, one drop...could result in possible injury or worse! My balls? My cock? Being castrated doesn't happen to appeal to my sensibility.
"Knife play, ma'am? Why that?" I say attempting to put on a face of bravery.
"Yes, Pet. Administering this type of pain is something that I must admit that I've given lots of thought about. Actually, it's been on my mind, especially since you've agreed to be mine. I need practice and want to see your reaction to my blade or blades in this case. Ohhh, you have no idea how excited this makes me, slave! Uhhh ohhhh....I can't believe I almost missed it! You asked a question about our play on Saturday which you KNOW is totally out-of-bounds to even ask! Chalk up yet another punishment! Hahahahhahaha."
Damn. Damn. Damn. How could I be so completely stupid to ask yet another dumb question?? But, you did you say blades. Gulp.
"Now that I've had my fun and you've received your clue, get dressed. I need my sleep, especially since this overnight session threatens to wear your poor mistress out."
Quickly, I pull on my clothing, tucking in your toy and a swollen set of blue balls.
I say, "Thank you for this evening, ma'am." Stuttering, I continue, "Ummmm....ma'am...ummm."
"What are you trying to say, Pet. Don't be shy."
"Yes, thank you, ma'am. Ummm....I was wondering whether you'd mind...ummm... if I can....ummm.....ya know....get off.....when I return home tonight?"
"Hahahahahah.....I can't even believe you, Pet! I won't punish you for asking a question, but I will ABSOLUTELY not allow you to get off so close to our session. I want you at your ultimate horniness on Saturday. I want you literally dripping in anticipation when you disrobe in front of us, Pet! Hahahhahaha....yes, I said "us," slut! What's wrong? Are my poor little balls painful? Awwww....let me see them again before you leave."
Dejected by your response, yet horny enough to follow through with your instruction, once again I unbutton my shorts, lower my undershorts, and walk towards you with yet another erection waving in front of me.
With tenderness, you reach down and cup my balls in your hand and begin massaging them saying, "My poor little balls. You tiny two are swollen now, but I promise that you will be drained soon." Kneeling in front of me, I watch keenly as you continue your address. "Let me see if you enjoy this, my tiny balls." You then form your lips into a kiss and begin blowing warm air on my balls. Immediately, my cock twitches in delight. "Awww...you do like that! Hahahahah, I see that my toy likes that as well."
You then take my cock between your thumb and index finger in order to move it away to focus on my balls. Soon, I watch with fascination as I see your pink tongue slowlyyyyy emerge from your mouth. You then begin slowly and teasingly to bathe my balls with your ohhhh so slippery tongue.
"Ohhh my gawddd, mistress. You have absolutely no idea how that makes me feel. Ohhhh."
You then begin sucking each ball with sloppy expertise while saying between sucks, "You had better not come, Pet. I simply wanted to reward my tiny little balls. I don't intend to see any of your spunk spurt from my toy....Mmmmmmm.....I must say that these tiny balls taste fantastic. I promise they'll be drained soon enough and look like your shrunken ballsies that I wear around my neck." Your actions continue as I begin moaning.
Finishing, you kiss each one of my nuts saying, "The next time I see you, my little balls, will be on Saturday. I honestly can't wait!" Rising to your feet, you continue, "Now zip up and get to bed. And don't you dare play with yourself after you arrive home. DO NOT visit websites like xhamster and DO NOT DO NOT even think about looking at pics in your Becki file when you get home. I know you are weak and will disappoint me if you go too far. Be here tomorrow night to hear your last clue!"
THE FOLLOWING NIGHT
After devouring dinner alone of pasta and homemade dessert, I quickly report to your condo to hear the LAST CLUE. To say that I'm excited is an understatement. Your toy happily danced as I hustled to your door.
Upon answering the door with your cell phone to your ear, you invited me in. Waiting for you to finish your phone call, I heard you say, "Yes, Christina. I guarantee he will enjoy your kink. He is mine as you know, and he will do as he is told by me and you for that matter. He simply won't have a choice...Hahahahhaha...You're kidding, right? Yes, yes, that's absolutely perfect. I can't wait to see the look on his face when that happens....hahahhaha."
While talking, I notice that you begin to cross and uncross your legs and shift your weight from one leg to another. You then mouth the words to me, "I gotta pee. Get undressed."
I promptly undress as you complete your conversation. You continue shifting your weight and your facial expressions begin to change from friendly to frantic. "Remember, Christina, try to be here my seven o'clock. We can enjoy a few cocktails before we begin our night of fun. Yes, yes, see you then. Bye. Bye."
Upon hanging up, you yell, "Hurry up and follow me to the restroom, Pet! I gotta pee soooo badly!"
By now, your toy is erect and is enjoying the view from behind as you pull off your jeans and panties while nearly running to the restroom. Unknown to you, I lean over, grab your panties, and hide them behind your laptop that is sitting on your night stand.
Upon entering the restroom, you yell, "Hurry up, Pet, jump into the tub and lie down!"
Quickly, I hopped into the tub and lied down. Immediately, you straddled the tub, squatted and began urinating violently on my nude body.
"Ahhhhhh.....ohhhh....I didn't think I'd make it, Pet. Now open your mouth for a sweet surprise."
As your streams of warm urine cascaded over my body including my chest, abdomen, and genitals, I opened my mouth.
"That's it, my bitch. Open that mouth. Bigger. Bigger. Taste my sweetness....Ahhhhhh....."
As your urine splashed into my mouth, I tried swallowing and found myself gagging in your juices trying to keep pace with your explosion. Some splashed into my eyes causing a burning sensation which caused me promptly to shut them.
"Hahahahah....Liking that, my slave? Swallow, swallow, swallow....I've got more! Hahahhaha!"
As I continued drinking the refreshment that you provided, I now take my view into notice. From my vantage point after opening my eyes, I have an absolutely wonderful view of your stellar ass and that partially shaven pussy. I feel that I could stay in this position forever despite the urine soaking my body. Your urine now slowed to barely a trickle to a few drops.
"Ahhh....That was soooo wonderful. Now that I'm finished, I need some cleaning up, Pet. You have my permission to clean my pussy."
As you continued straddling the tub and squatting down, I raised up and began furiously lapping at your pussy and pierced hood. Despite the salty taste of urine, I attacked your pussy with my tongue now focusing on your clit.
"Mmmmmmm.....very good, slave. I must remember that you serve as a wonderful alternative to toilet paper....Hahahahhaha.....Mmmmmm, you are so good with your tongue! My piercing clicks off of your teeth so delightfully....I love it!"
Hoping to get you off, I re-focused my efforts on your pink clitty while loving the incredible view.
"Mmmmmm....Fuck, I come too far easily with you....Mmmmm, stop....stop.....STOP, Pet!"
Disappointed at being instructed to stop my oral service, I looked up as you stepped clumsily off of the tub looking physically flushed as I know you were close to orgasm. I nearly laughed at your clumsiness as I know that you've been known to exhibit this characteristic. :)
"I was close to getting off on your face, Pet. I didn't want to as I want to conserve my fluids for our time together tomorrow. Now, get that playful expression off your face, stand up, and start the shower. I'll allow you to wash my back, amongst other critical areas."
After our shower together, I dried you off, and watched you as you gathered your satin robe saying, "Dry off, Pet, and join me in my bedroom. No need to dress yet."
Upon answering the door with your cell phone to your ear, you invited me in. Waiting for you to finish your phone call, I heard you say, "Yes, Christina. I guarantee he will enjoy your kink. He is mine as you know, and he will do as he is told by me and you for that matter. He simply won't have a choice...Hahahahhaha...You're kidding, right? Yes, yes, that's absolutely perfect. I can't wait to see the look on his face when that happens....hahahhaha."
While talking, I notice that you begin to cross and uncross your legs and shift your weight from one leg to another. You then mouth the words to me, "I gotta pee. Get undressed."
I promptly undress as you complete your conversation. You continue shifting your weight and your facial expressions begin to change from friendly to frantic. "Remember, Christina, try to be here my seven o'clock. We can enjoy a few cocktails before we begin our night of fun. Yes, yes, see you then. Bye. Bye."
Upon hanging up, you yell, "Hurry up and follow me to the restroom, Pet! I gotta pee soooo badly!"
By now, your toy is erect and is enjoying the view from behind as you pull off your jeans and panties while nearly running to the restroom. Unknown to you, I lean over, grab your panties, and hide them behind your laptop that is sitting on your night stand.
Upon entering the restroom, you yell, "Hurry up, Pet, jump into the tub and lie down!"
Quickly, I hopped into the tub and lied down. Immediately, you straddled the tub, squatted and began urinating violently on my nude body.
"Ahhhhhh.....ohhhh....I didn't think I'd make it, Pet. Now open your mouth for a sweet surprise."
As your streams of warm urine cascaded over my body including my chest, abdomen, and genitals, I opened my mouth.
"That's it, my bitch. Open that mouth. Bigger. Bigger. Taste my sweetness....Ahhhhhh....."
As your urine splashed into my mouth, I tried swallowing and found myself gagging in your juices trying to keep pace with your explosion. Some splashed into my eyes causing a burning sensation which caused me promptly to shut them.
"Hahahahah....Liking that, my slave? Swallow, swallow, swallow....I've got more! Hahahhaha!"
As I continued drinking the refreshment that you provided, I now take my view into notice. From my vantage point after opening my eyes, I have an absolutely wonderful view of your stellar ass and that partially shaven pussy. I feel that I could stay in this position forever despite the urine soaking my body. Your urine now slowed to barely a trickle to a few drops.
"Ahhh....That was soooo wonderful. Now that I'm finished, I need some cleaning up, Pet. You have my permission to clean my pussy."
As you continued straddling the tub and squatting down, I raised up and began furiously lapping at your pussy and pierced hood. Despite the salty taste of urine, I attacked your pussy with my tongue now focusing on your clit.
"Mmmmmmm.....very good, slave. I must remember that you serve as a wonderful alternative to toilet paper....Hahahahhaha.....Mmmmmm, you are so good with your tongue! My piercing clicks off of your teeth so delightfully....I love it!"
Hoping to get you off, I re-focused my efforts on your pink clitty while loving the incredible view.
"Mmmmmm....Fuck, I come too far easily with you....Mmmmm, stop....stop.....STOP, Pet!"
Disappointed at being instructed to stop my oral service, I looked up as you stepped clumsily off of the tub looking physically flushed as I know you were close to orgasm. I nearly laughed at your clumsiness as I know that you've been known to exhibit this characteristic. :)
"I was close to getting off on your face, Pet. I didn't want to as I want to conserve my fluids for our time together tomorrow. Now, get that playful expression off your face, stand up, and start the shower. I'll allow you to wash my back, amongst other critical areas."
After our shower together, I dried you off, and watched you as you gathered your satin robe saying, "Dry off, Pet, and join me in my bedroom. No need to dress yet."
Once on your bed, you say, "I noticed a little spring in your step, Pet, when you came in this evening. Can I assume that you're energized and excited about tomorrow night?"
"You have absolutely no idea how excited I am, ma'am. I can't wait to serve you and any others that you choose to invite to our appointment."
"That's a proper response as I know the others are curious to meet you as well. Shall we discuss the fifth and final clue? Aren't you curious?"
My cock jumped appreciatively at the mention of Saturday. "Yes, ma'am, I am curious. Please share."
"Awww....my toy comes to life! Isn't that cute. You may begin petting him for me as we talk, but you know that coming is NOT permitted."
As I begin stroking your hard toy, I listen intently.
"I also noticed something on your shirt when you arrived. It appeared to be crumbs that you neglected to brush off after your dinner. What could those crumbs have been?"
Hoping for more dynamic, sexual conversation, I was a tad disappointed to be discussing my dinner, yet simply being with you, looking at you causes me to remain rock hard. I continued wanking away as I responded, "Well, I had some pasta for my dinner and later I treated myself to a homemade chocolate-chip cookie." Stroke, stroke, stroke....
"I'm sure it wasn't any type of pasta that I saw on your shirt so it must have been your cookie." Glancing at your toy, you say, "I notice there is some pre-cum on the head. You KNOW what you must do with that."
Immediately, I wiped the fluid from your toy with my fingers and licked them clean.
"Very good, Pet. I am curious about your cookie as it is related to the next clue. Did you happen to have a nice glass of milk with that cookie?"
This is an odd string of questions I thought as I wanked. "No, ma'am, I was out of milk at home."
"Well, you will have an opportunity to have your fill tomorrow night, Pet."
"My fill, ma'am? I'm honestly not following this line of questioning. I'm sorry." Stroke, stroke, stroke.
"Pet, look at my toy. It's leaking again."
Once again, I lick up my minor mess and continue pulling on your toy.
"Does that taste good? I can't have you loving your own come, Pet. What I mean is this: the fifth clue regarding our session together is.....lactation."
Forgetting my job of stroking, I stop and have a confused look on my face, not for the first time either this week.
"Hahahahhahahhahha....I wish I had my phone to take a pic of your face!! Hahhahahhaha.....Totally hilarious! Hahahahhaha.....Did I say to stop wanking for me? Hahhahaha....C'mon, Pet. Jerk my toy....Jerk.....Jerk.....Jerk....Hahahhaha"
End of Part 6.....To be Continued
Again, thank you for understanding regarding my non-post yesterday.
I hope you've enjoyed yourself reading this. :)
I truly am yours and am lucky to have you....
Your Pet and your little toy :)
"You have absolutely no idea how excited I am, ma'am. I can't wait to serve you and any others that you choose to invite to our appointment."
"That's a proper response as I know the others are curious to meet you as well. Shall we discuss the fifth and final clue? Aren't you curious?"
My cock jumped appreciatively at the mention of Saturday. "Yes, ma'am, I am curious. Please share."
"Awww....my toy comes to life! Isn't that cute. You may begin petting him for me as we talk, but you know that coming is NOT permitted."
As I begin stroking your hard toy, I listen intently.
"I also noticed something on your shirt when you arrived. It appeared to be crumbs that you neglected to brush off after your dinner. What could those crumbs have been?"
Hoping for more dynamic, sexual conversation, I was a tad disappointed to be discussing my dinner, yet simply being with you, looking at you causes me to remain rock hard. I continued wanking away as I responded, "Well, I had some pasta for my dinner and later I treated myself to a homemade chocolate-chip cookie." Stroke, stroke, stroke....
"I'm sure it wasn't any type of pasta that I saw on your shirt so it must have been your cookie." Glancing at your toy, you say, "I notice there is some pre-cum on the head. You KNOW what you must do with that."
Immediately, I wiped the fluid from your toy with my fingers and licked them clean.
"Very good, Pet. I am curious about your cookie as it is related to the next clue. Did you happen to have a nice glass of milk with that cookie?"
This is an odd string of questions I thought as I wanked. "No, ma'am, I was out of milk at home."
"Well, you will have an opportunity to have your fill tomorrow night, Pet."
"My fill, ma'am? I'm honestly not following this line of questioning. I'm sorry." Stroke, stroke, stroke.
"Pet, look at my toy. It's leaking again."
Once again, I lick up my minor mess and continue pulling on your toy.
"Does that taste good? I can't have you loving your own come, Pet. What I mean is this: the fifth clue regarding our session together is.....lactation."
Forgetting my job of stroking, I stop and have a confused look on my face, not for the first time either this week.
"Hahahahhahahhahha....I wish I had my phone to take a pic of your face!! Hahhahahhaha.....Totally hilarious! Hahahahhaha.....Did I say to stop wanking for me? Hahhahaha....C'mon, Pet. Jerk my toy....Jerk.....Jerk.....Jerk....Hahahhaha"
End of Part 6.....To be Continued
Again, thank you for understanding regarding my non-post yesterday.
I hope you've enjoyed yourself reading this. :)
I truly am yours and am lucky to have you....
Your Pet and your little toy :)
Sunday, June 1, 2014
My Perverted Fantasy....Pt. 5
Surprisingly, I slept remarkably well last night. After being shocked about the prospect of crossdressing, I expected to have a horrendous sleep. Before lying my head on my pillow, I felt mostly confused. I know that I had agreed to a no limits session as you required, yet now I felt that I may have made a mistake. The idea of dressing as a woman simply doesn't appeal to me. It may, however, be an activity that interests you....therefore, whatever intersts you should be interesting to me...I enter the depths of sleep accepting what "may" happen to me on Saturday.
"Good evening, my Pet. I must say that our time together last night completely wore me out. After you gave me that explosive orgasm, I slept like a baby. But, honestly I'm not sure if my weariness stemmed from that orgasm or when my lover fucked me hard. Six of one, half dozen of another, I suppose. Before providing you with the next clue, how is my tiny toy? I'm curious to know how full those balls are as well....now, drop your shorts and show me my possession."
Obediently, I loosened my top-button of my shorts and zipped allowing them to fall to my ankles. Then, I dropped my silk undershorts exposing my toy to your searching eyes. Stepping out of my clothing, I approached you with my stiff cock waving in front of me.
"Oh, toy! You've missed me I see. Now lift my toy, slave, so I can see those balls. Wow, those balls look like they're hanging a bit lower than a few days ago. A bit blue??? Hahahahhaha.....Please lower my toy so that I can see him, Pet. My, my, my.....my toy never ceases to amaze me. I am completely fascinated with him. He is soooo incredibly cute with that tiny mushroom head. Look! My toy is twitching from just hearing my voice. That is soooooo hot! Hahahahha....Before delivering the next clue, I'd like to tease him. I want you to begin wanking my toy as we discuss Saturday night's session. Words of warning, however. Under no circumstance are you to cum. When you edge to the point of cumming, you may stop stroking, but NEVER allow yourself to go over the edge. Awww....those tiny balls look lonely....Slave, go to my nightstand and open the top drawer. There are several clothespins that I want you to bring to me."
Following your directions, I find four clothespins in your drawer and hand them to you.
"Thank you, slave. Now, lets see those swollen balls."
I felt a bit of discomfort in my balls as you applied each clothespin to my tender sac.
"That makes those tiny balls look so much better, don't you think! They soon will resemble the ones I wear around my neck! Hahahahah....One last bit of instruction: you are to clean any pre-cum that emits from that mushroom head with your tongue. You may begin stroking my toy."
I'm worried....when I heard my mistress's voice when commenting on my cock, I felt it twinge of delight in my groin. I was praying that I could maintain my composure being nude in front of her. Now she is asking me to stroke my cock with clothespins applied to my nuts?? First crossdressing, now wanking.....I've decided that you are evil..Despite my feelings, I begin to wank my cock in front of you...
"That's it, Pet. Now keep wanking while we talk about the next clue. Have I told you how appreciative I was when you shared items about yourself on my blog recently? I learned sooo much about you that I hadn't known before. Things like being a former English major or knowing that you were recognized for your achievements and had multiple billboards of yourself placed around your city....it was so cool learning more about you....Wank, slave, wank....don't stop stroking my toy for me...ohhhhh, I do see some pre-cum! Clean that up....yesssss....it's nourishing, isn't it, pet?"
Wiping the head of your toy with my fingers into the milky pre-cum, I immediately brought it to my lips and tongued them clean. I then continued wanking for your pleasure.
"One thing that I didn't learn much about is your fears. I had hoped to learn what makes you squirm in fear. You know that I've searched for others to play with who are willing to let me administer pain....stroke, stroke, stroke, don't stop...you've stopped! Aww....look at your face! It looks so pained...are you holding back your cum from those little balls that I've clothespinned? Don't you DARE cum, Pet! Hold it...hold it!! Hahahahah! If only you could see your face!"
I felt a bead of sweat travel from my hairline down my spawn to my back. Indeed, I had quit wanking as I felt the familiar swelling of my cock as it were about to explode. Please....don't cum...don't cum...don't cum.
"I am sooo proud of you for not getting off as the punishment would be most severe if you had, Pet. Look! You're dripping! Catch it! Good job! Now clean it up like a good slut! ....Have I told you how you make me feel since we've entered this relationship? Desired. Powerful. Utterly amazing, honestly....this is addictive, moreso than I expected."
"Thank you for your kind words, ma'am. You have no idea what effect you've had on me since you agreed to own me. Yes, I'm addicted to you."
"Well, thank you. I feel that we've just touched the surface in our relationship, and I'm hopeful that you'll desire me even more as the months slide by. I'm glad you're mine, Pet. Now, back to your fears. As I said before, I've looked for others who would be willing to investigate my interests in administering pain, and I've had a difficult time finding one....until you. You wish to be my palette, Pet? I'm glad you've agreed and are so open to my naughty mind. Let's now talk about yet another clue....Yes, keep stroking...I've noticed those beads of sweat on your brow...am I making you uncomfortable with the constant wanking? I want to see my toy taking pleasure....wank, wank, wank...CAREFUL, i see more pre-cum and dripping...you'd better take a breather to clean up!"
Thank goodness. I've shown enough self-control so far. Phew....I wonder about this pain stuff. Questions abound in my head as I taste my pre-cum. What do you have planned for me?
"Pet...I have a question. Have you ever seen a movie called Hard Candy? It's about a young lady who threatens to castrate a pedophile."
"Yes, ma'am, I've seen that movie. Ellen Page was fantastic in that movie."
"Indeed she was, Pet. As you know, the only way to castrate a farm animal is with a sharp object. The next clue that I give you in regards to our session on Saturday is cutting....Now, how does that make you feel? Fearful? Fearful for my toy and those tiny balls? Hahhahahahhahaha...."
End of Part 5. To be continued.....
Enjoy my post, ma'am.
Take care as I truly remain,
Your Pet and your tiny toy :)
"Good evening, my Pet. I must say that our time together last night completely wore me out. After you gave me that explosive orgasm, I slept like a baby. But, honestly I'm not sure if my weariness stemmed from that orgasm or when my lover fucked me hard. Six of one, half dozen of another, I suppose. Before providing you with the next clue, how is my tiny toy? I'm curious to know how full those balls are as well....now, drop your shorts and show me my possession."
Obediently, I loosened my top-button of my shorts and zipped allowing them to fall to my ankles. Then, I dropped my silk undershorts exposing my toy to your searching eyes. Stepping out of my clothing, I approached you with my stiff cock waving in front of me.
"Oh, toy! You've missed me I see. Now lift my toy, slave, so I can see those balls. Wow, those balls look like they're hanging a bit lower than a few days ago. A bit blue??? Hahahahhaha.....Please lower my toy so that I can see him, Pet. My, my, my.....my toy never ceases to amaze me. I am completely fascinated with him. He is soooo incredibly cute with that tiny mushroom head. Look! My toy is twitching from just hearing my voice. That is soooooo hot! Hahahahha....Before delivering the next clue, I'd like to tease him. I want you to begin wanking my toy as we discuss Saturday night's session. Words of warning, however. Under no circumstance are you to cum. When you edge to the point of cumming, you may stop stroking, but NEVER allow yourself to go over the edge. Awww....those tiny balls look lonely....Slave, go to my nightstand and open the top drawer. There are several clothespins that I want you to bring to me."
Following your directions, I find four clothespins in your drawer and hand them to you.
"Thank you, slave. Now, lets see those swollen balls."
I felt a bit of discomfort in my balls as you applied each clothespin to my tender sac.
"That makes those tiny balls look so much better, don't you think! They soon will resemble the ones I wear around my neck! Hahahahah....One last bit of instruction: you are to clean any pre-cum that emits from that mushroom head with your tongue. You may begin stroking my toy."
I'm worried....when I heard my mistress's voice when commenting on my cock, I felt it twinge of delight in my groin. I was praying that I could maintain my composure being nude in front of her. Now she is asking me to stroke my cock with clothespins applied to my nuts?? First crossdressing, now wanking.....I've decided that you are evil..Despite my feelings, I begin to wank my cock in front of you...
"That's it, Pet. Now keep wanking while we talk about the next clue. Have I told you how appreciative I was when you shared items about yourself on my blog recently? I learned sooo much about you that I hadn't known before. Things like being a former English major or knowing that you were recognized for your achievements and had multiple billboards of yourself placed around your city....it was so cool learning more about you....Wank, slave, wank....don't stop stroking my toy for me...ohhhhh, I do see some pre-cum! Clean that up....yesssss....it's nourishing, isn't it, pet?"
Wiping the head of your toy with my fingers into the milky pre-cum, I immediately brought it to my lips and tongued them clean. I then continued wanking for your pleasure.
"One thing that I didn't learn much about is your fears. I had hoped to learn what makes you squirm in fear. You know that I've searched for others to play with who are willing to let me administer pain....stroke, stroke, stroke, don't stop...you've stopped! Aww....look at your face! It looks so pained...are you holding back your cum from those little balls that I've clothespinned? Don't you DARE cum, Pet! Hold it...hold it!! Hahahahah! If only you could see your face!"
I felt a bead of sweat travel from my hairline down my spawn to my back. Indeed, I had quit wanking as I felt the familiar swelling of my cock as it were about to explode. Please....don't cum...don't cum...don't cum.
"I am sooo proud of you for not getting off as the punishment would be most severe if you had, Pet. Look! You're dripping! Catch it! Good job! Now clean it up like a good slut! ....Have I told you how you make me feel since we've entered this relationship? Desired. Powerful. Utterly amazing, honestly....this is addictive, moreso than I expected."
"Thank you for your kind words, ma'am. You have no idea what effect you've had on me since you agreed to own me. Yes, I'm addicted to you."
"Well, thank you. I feel that we've just touched the surface in our relationship, and I'm hopeful that you'll desire me even more as the months slide by. I'm glad you're mine, Pet. Now, back to your fears. As I said before, I've looked for others who would be willing to investigate my interests in administering pain, and I've had a difficult time finding one....until you. You wish to be my palette, Pet? I'm glad you've agreed and are so open to my naughty mind. Let's now talk about yet another clue....Yes, keep stroking...I've noticed those beads of sweat on your brow...am I making you uncomfortable with the constant wanking? I want to see my toy taking pleasure....wank, wank, wank...CAREFUL, i see more pre-cum and dripping...you'd better take a breather to clean up!"
Thank goodness. I've shown enough self-control so far. Phew....I wonder about this pain stuff. Questions abound in my head as I taste my pre-cum. What do you have planned for me?
"Pet...I have a question. Have you ever seen a movie called Hard Candy? It's about a young lady who threatens to castrate a pedophile."
"Yes, ma'am, I've seen that movie. Ellen Page was fantastic in that movie."
"Indeed she was, Pet. As you know, the only way to castrate a farm animal is with a sharp object. The next clue that I give you in regards to our session on Saturday is cutting....Now, how does that make you feel? Fearful? Fearful for my toy and those tiny balls? Hahhahahahhahaha...."
End of Part 5. To be continued.....
Enjoy my post, ma'am.
Take care as I truly remain,
Your Pet and your tiny toy :)
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