Friendzoning Pro Tip #27

N and p and L and barry - Day 2 (Part 2)

[Mistress asked me to say sorry for the delay. She has now completed her account and has left it to me to polish, illustrate and post it. There is one more post to come after this - p]

P cooked dinner for us all on the last night, "assisted" by barry, who p has since told me was keen, but clueless. We solved the "nude around food" problem by having them both wear aprons (I bought one for barry in town and let him have it as a gift).

In case you're interested, p made two lasagnes - a veggie one for me and him and meat for L and barry. p is not veggie, but doesn't eat meat around me (in fact, hardly at all these days).

Me and L were relaxing in my living room with a bottle of Pinot (as Ladies of Leisure should while the men get their grub ready), until I decided it would be fun to go in the kitchen and torment them while they worked!

"We've come to give you some encouragement, boys" I announced, wine in one hand and crop in the other. We took a slave each and gleefully gave him a crack across his bare backside - I think L saw the advantages of male nudity in the kitchen at that point. The boys jumped and nearly forgot to say "Thank you".

We didn't go mad and lay into them or anything like that; we just hovered about the kitchen, or sometimes sat at the table, giving them the occasional livener or casually creating some mess for them to clear up. barry did most of that as p was doing most of the chef work, so he did have his uses.

"Oh! Look, I've knocked the salt over!" said L.

"Oh! Look, somebody has dropped some lettuce on the floor!" said I.

Barry would scutter up to deal with it and L would smack his bum with her hand or I'd whack him with the crop; maybe I'd step on the lettuce so he had to beg me to move my foot so he could get to it. Classic tease! Lovely!

At one point, I went up to p (as he hadn't had much attention) picked up a piece of pasta in front of him and dropped it on the floor. He went down to pick it up for me, but I stopped him and rubbed my foot in it first.

"Eat that up", I ordered him and he promptly got down on his hands and knees and did so. I find that quite sexy, but I could only have done it with p as L gets all fussy about germs and wouldn't let me do it to barry.

We had a lovely meal. I decided to drop slave protocol for the duration of it so we could all eat together, though I continued to torment p throughout, eating from his plate when I felt like it and messing about with his food. I covered one bit with pepper and made him eat it. His eyes watered and he had a sneezing fit.

Meal over, the boys went back to full naked slave mode and knelt at our feet as we chatted on the sofa. I made p put his face down into the carpet and rested my heels on the top of his head while me and L chatted. My heels are bony and dug into the back of his head, while his nose got all squashed into the floor. Nice and uncomfortable.

barry was on all fours with his head bowed and L's feet resting on his back. That wasn't the most comfortable position after a meal either and L delighted in giving him regular kicks in the ribs and hitting him across the shoulders with her crop if he fidgeted.

When I thought L was tipsy enough to discuss it, I raised the subject of barry's proficiency at oral sex. L started talking very frankly about his shortcomings in that direction. I imagine it must have been pretty humiliating for him, but to his credit, he didn't try to intervene in his own defence, even when I started beating him too.

"You-must-do-better-for-L, barry", I told him, every word accompanied by a stroke of the crop; and as i leaned forward, I squashed p's face into the floor more too.

Recalling that p had told me that he and barry had discussed how he could improve his technique, I let p raise his head and told him to go through the advice he had given him. I won't bore you with the details, but it sounded good to me and I asked L if barry had shown any sign of taking it.

She said his technique had improved, but somehow he still wasn't hitting the spot. I asked barry (with the aid of the crop) why-he-wasn't-hitting-L's-spot. He said he was trying hard and he really wanted to please her. I suggested she might give him the opportunity there and then.

She was just drunk enough to take up my suggestion and asked if she could use my bedroom. I told her of course she could and she led him off to put him through his paces. I liked that when he tried to get up to walk, she said to him abruptly "Crawling, slave"! I love it when she gets all imperious.

As L was getting her rocks off, I thought I may as well make use of p again. Suffice to say, he did not disappoint. When I was done, I pushed his head down further to tell him to stop. It was my way of controlling him. If I pulled his head back up slightly, it meant that he should start again, but slowly.

I listened for noises from my bedroom, but it was all quiet. Eventually, there was a gentle knocking and I shouted that it was okay to come in. L entered first and barry following behind with his head bowed. "How was it, L?" I asked. She looked down at barry and replied: "We're still not quite there, I'm afraid, N."

N x

[End of Part Two]

[All photos from Men are Slaves.com. Tumblr seem comfortable with their photos and just to be sure, I left out any specifically depicting oral worship - p]

the (softest) wrecking, but wrecked nonetheless.

Some well deserved refreshment. Although you’ll still be very thirsty…..

Long Run to captivity

The running had done me no good. I was going to be caught by the two women who were chasing me. It was only a matter of how much longer it would be.

It all started with me finding the satchel with money in it lying in the stable. Apparently one of the women currently in hot pursuit of me needed to pay cash for a horse she was acquiring, and thinking I was alone, I had reached into the satchel and taken one of the wrapped stacks of bills.

A female cry sent me running, and a glance over my shoulder as I ran across an open field told me I had two female pursuers. The field was very wide and long and open, nowhere to hide, and I was running out of steam. The ladies were about half my age and in much better shape.

I stopped suddenly, and the two of them slowed to a walk, moving toward me angrily, rope at the ready.

"Let's be reasonable," I said. "How about I just give you the money?"

"Around here we don't take kindly to thieves," the woman closest to me answered. "Just surrender and we'll rope you up and decide what to do next."

I was beat. I couldn't run or resist. I fell to my knees and put my hands on my head, and the women closed around me and pulled my hands behind my back. One tied my wrists while the other wrapped her rope around my torso, pinning my arms against my sides while my wrists were tied behind my back. I was helpless.

"It's a long walk back," the woman in front of me said. "And we're going to make this as embarrassing for you as possible. I have half a mind to drape you over my horse when we get back, ride you through town all trussed up and hand you over right in the street to the first female officer I find."

I blushed in shame as the ropes were drawn tight around me. I had run for nothing, only prolonging my brief freedom, and now the two women had captured me, and now that I was tied up, they could do literally whatever they wanted to me.

Source: Image by Microsoft Bing AI Image Generator. Text is mine.

day 19: pet-play

self-indulgence edition

tying a boy up is fun but i get butterflies in my stomach when a boy is so good that it’s not necessary. when he’s a shaking, moaning mess but does not try to reach for his cock because he knows it’s not his to do. when it gets too intense and his hand instinctively moves down but he stops himself and lets it drop back on the sheets with a soft whine. when i take his wrists and pin them up above his head, or next to his shoulders, or put his hands on my hips and there’s 0 resistance because he’s so surrendered that all he can do is glance up at me with admiration and blush

YOU KNOW EVERYBODY, LOVE'S MY SKINTIGHT PUSSY.