An editor in the industry came to me with wanton desires, unsure of how to bring them to fruition, as he was a younger man and had not yet delved into the world of BDSM. I will admit there was a mutual attraction between the two of us, so I agreed to help him on his path to sexual self discovery.
Tony was a young, raven haired man with a well built body. Looking into his dark eyes I could see great masochistic potential. Perhaps I might even collar him for myself one day, if he learned the ropes well enough.
I handed him a rubber band and ordered him to place it around his wrist. He did as he was told. His second task was to snap the rubber band every 15 minutes, saying my name as he did so. Right off the bat I made him do it consecutively four times in a row. This exercise is to brand my name into his mind, and for him to associate the stinging pleasure and pain of the rubber band snapping with me.
From the bulging erection in his pants, I could tell that this exercise was working. I decided to try a little CBT on Tony. I instructed him to grab his balls and give them a gentle squeeze, then twist them. He moaned with delight.
“You see how full they are?” I asked, glaring at him.
“Yes, Mistress.”He answered.
“They are full of cum that I put there. I OWN that orgasm!: I declared.
Next I allowed him to stroke the length of his cock, stopping to insert his thumbnail in his cumhole. He then had to snap the band again, and repeat my name. It was time for a little nipple torture. I made him squeeze and twist his right nipple as hard and fast as he could, before squeezing and twisting his balls again. His toes were curling by this time, I permitted him to begin stroking the length of his cock once again
“Remember, you must ask permission before you release it, ” I laughed wickedly at him while he shook and moaned.
“Mistress, May I please?”he stammered.
“Release it, you pathetic slut!” I answered.
“Mistress Rosie you own me, ” he uttered along with his sweet release.
- 30 Days of Kink (sinsexlustlove.wordpress.com)