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I wanna be sitting at a glory hole, tools at my side, waiting for someone to put their cock through the hole. I’ll coax them to pull their balls through, then after getting them nice and hard with my mouth, lock something around them so they can’t pull out, tight enough to keep them hard. Then I begin. 

I’d tease his cock with a feather, til it was drooling, telling him he has to be quiet, he doesn’t want to attract attention does he? How humiliating would that be? And maybe the wrong person would come in, would want to make his torment worse, better not risk it~

I think I’d really wanna push him, maybe have a violet wand with me, to trace along his cock, use a vibrator to tease and overstimulate him. God, I could do this for hours.

But I mean, I’d let him come eventually. If he was a good boy I’d even let him enjoy the orgasm, instead of ruining it. But then, I’d continue. Tickling and stroking his balls, maybe tape a bullet vibe to the head of his cock, and run the violet wand over his shaft. The binding around his cock and balls would keep him nice and hard, so I could tease and torture him, make him come over and over, as much as I want. 

Ssshhh don’t scream, someone might hear you. You’re so vulnerable, I’ll let you go when I’m good and ready. Good boy <3

Alyssa Milano

Remy LaCroix

For my perfect, sadistic Goddess... @ladyfiresarchives Never change 🥰

I tug against the handcuffs as they're locked around my wrists and ankles, rattling the chains against the metal of the head and foot boards as in turn each limb is pulled in a different direction, leaving my body entirely exposed and at Her mercy. The cuffs are tight against my flesh, a reminder of exactly who is in control and I know I'll be left with angry red marks in the morning that would be difficult to explain to anyone who noticed them, but I also know they're just loose enough that she could leave me like this all night if She chose to... and knowing Goddess Anna, there's every chance She might.

It had been two years since I first met Anna, an online flirtation that grew like a wildfire into more than I ever could have dreamed as from the very beginning she made clear exactly what our relationship could be, if I thought I could handle her. All I had to do was say Yes.

The room is silent for a while as She takes a step back to admire Her handiwork and satisfy Herself that I'm not going anywhere. Blindfolded, I try to control my breathing, which has grown steadily heavier since She ordered me into the bedroom, and listen for any sign of Her... Goddess Anna was always good at staying quiet when She wanted to be though, and it's not until one of Her sharp nails traces along my skin that I'm even sure she's still here. A shiver of anticipation runs through me as She trails Her finger along my body, starting at my throat, down my chest and finally arriving to where she tap tap taps it along the bars of my cock cage- the ultimate symbol of her control.

Never one to be shy, Anna's domination was absolute from the outset; alternating between teasing me with her foot under the tablecloth on dates as she told me exactly what she wanted to do to me, and digging the sharp point of her shoe into my balls when she decided I was getting too 'excited' and giggling about how much she enjoyed watching me try not to draw attention with my agony... and wondering aloud just how much more I could take before I couldn't help but squeal.

It wasn't long before our dates took us into the bedroom where her utter control was no less pronounced and she gripped my hair between her fingers to push my face between her legs while telling me exactly how to move my tongue to make her cum, eventually both of us screaming out in pleasure and pain as Anna's orgasm overwhelmed her, and her toes pressed down hard pinning my balls to the floor. My own pleasure was secondary at best however and would have to wait as she pulled me up onto the bed and cuffed my arms around her waist so she could press against my throbbing and ignored cock while she drifted off to sleep.

Every night for two weeks we slept that way, each day Anna promising I might finally get my relief that evening if I could just hold on 'a little longer' and be a good puppy for her, only to leave me teased and tortured after a similar ritual that left me more desperate and more deeply devoted to her by its end. Finally she took it a step further by taking ownership of my orgasms altogether, locked safely away with a chastity cage so tiny I couldn't even get hard inside.

I lay on the bed, not tied down but under strict instruction not to move, the padlock that would seal her power over me hung open as Anna sat on my knees facing me, drinking in the sight of how nervous I was.

"We've had fun puppy, but the part of this that was just a game is over now... if you agree to this then that cock is Mine, that mind is Mine, that body is Mine... Everything about you is *Mine*... You will never cum without permission again, you will never touch without permission again, you will never disobey me, no matter what... In return, I promise to take good care of you, to break you thoroughly, to make you go absolutely insane with lust and desperation, to torment you every single day for the rest of your life far beyond the point of insanity... all I need is your consent."

"Somebody seems excited!" Anna giggles as her finger taps out a rhythm against of my cage, sending a thrill through my body- even while locked in chastity I'm not allowed to touch my cock, meaning playful moments like these are the only stimulation it's ever allowed to feel. The saving grace at least is that the cage makes her much more interested in my cock than she seemed during those early days of worship and denial, as she enjoys tormenting me through the bars, or- if 'm very lucky,- tying me to the bed so she can safely unlock and edge me silly until I'm leaking a torrent of precum. Today was something different however. The memory of those words races through my mind as she slips the key into the lock, spoken just this morning after I brought her breakfast and lay on the floor with the soles of her feet resting on my face- our daily ritual. The morning of our two year anniversary, when Goddess Anna told me that she wanted to see me cum for the very first time... and for the very last.

"I want you to know how proud I am of you puppy... so long without cumming would've sent most boys running from me or breaking down demanding to be released so they could go back to a normal life, but not you." Goddess Anna whispers as she opens the cage and begins delicately stroking my finally free cock.

"In fact it's almost difficult having such an obedient puppy worshipping me, all those times you've deserved to cum but I've denied you anyway because I can't help but listen to my inner sadist..." Anna's grip tightens, her pace increases and I'm now truly pulling at the handcuffs holding me back, desperate for her not to stop. "

Those moments haven't gone forgotten though I promise you, in fact I've made a little list of every time I've thought you should probably be allowed to finally feel that burst of pleasure, to not have to fall asleep aching and needy just once..." Goddess Anna's hand is like a rocket now and it's taking every bit of my willpower to control myself, waiting for those words ingrained into my psyche, waiting for permission. If only I could have seen her face, I might have had enough clarity to see the beautiful sadist in her rising to the surface and had an inkling of what was to come.

"Twenty-four to be exact, and now I'm going to give them to you- every one of those twenty-four orgasms until your balls are drained and you're begging to go back into the cage, even knowing that this time it will be forever... Happy Anniversary my sweet boy... Now CUM!"