Locked: 10 days
Last orgasm: 11 days
It takes me about two weeks after an orgasm to reach the zone of deep devotion to my mistress. When I get horny in the first two weeks, my mind seeks another release. After that, my longing fades and I truly focus on pleasing my mistress, which, when successful, leaves me satisfied as well as horny in pure bliss. In this state, her control over me intensifies: A nipple flashed, a toe wiggled, or her tongue flickering across her lips is enough to send me all over her until she pushes me away, glowing with pride to be the object of such pure desire. So while I didn’t complain about the weekly orgasms my mistress granted me lately, I still asked her to extend my next release.
Last night, she ordered me into bed early. We started to make out. I sucked her nipple while pinching the other. Eagerly, I planted light kisses down her body, but she pulled me up again, grabbed her cock and placed the tip against her moist pussy.
„Mistress,“ I said, „if you ask me to enter you now, I will be finished in two minutes. Please don’t embarrass me.“
She sighted and let go. I grabbed one of the benzocaine-filled condoms I kept next to the bed and put it on. Luckily for me, she now allowed me to go down on her so that the condom could work its magic while I licked my mistress to her first orgasm. After she came on my face, I kissed my way slowly up her body and entered her. Her cock was numb enough so that I could push hard and fast, letting my lust run loose. Quickly, I turned her around to fuck her doggy style, my favorite position. My mistress seriously gets off on it while I only get light pleasure out of it and thus can go on until she is fully satisfied. I took her as hard as I could, feeling an orgasm build. I realized if she ordered me to ejaculate, I would cum at her command. My mistress however was too caught up in her own lust to waste any thought on her sex-slave.
Finally, she pushed her self off her dick and collapsed on the bed, breathing heavily. I wasn’t done yet however, massaged her back until some strength returned, then entered her again with her legs up my neck. She didn’t last long, then pushed me away with her feet and crawled to her side of bed.
„But I didn’t cum yet,“ I said playfully.
„Ooh,“ she sighed. „Oh no boy, you are not coming today.“
„Please mistress,“ I begged, convinced now she would deny me.
„After that performance, you won’t cum for a long time,“ she said, her eyes already closed.
Happily, I spooned her and we fell asleep. Well, my mistress slept. I woke up several times, cock hard and pressed between our naked bodies, enjoying being back in my happy zone at the mercy of a satisfied mistress.
A rare tickle treat for my tickle freaks. You may want to beg for the rest of the video. I may need some bound nylon feet pics too…….
Recently, I finally finished a big DIY project: building a vacbed for Mistress’s dungeon. Neither of us had ever been in a vacbed before, but we’re sharing what we learned so you won’t be surprised to when you get to try a vacbed. (And you DEFINITELY want to try a vacbed.)
Everyone says that a vacbed is the tightest rubber bondage you can feel, but hearing that line for years still wasn’t enough to prepare me for the experience.
As the vacuum is turned on, the sheets of the vacbed will start closing in on you. Soon, it puts soft pressure on every part of your body, a little like being buried in pillows. The pressure increases until you can’t move, and you think you’re now in the rubber bondage you dreamed of.
And then it gets tight.
The pressure keeps increasing, as the latex begins stretching itself over every crevice of your body. The flat sheets will stretch to find its way between your fingers, the crack between your arm and your body, and against every contour of your face. It will keep going until you’re completely sealed.
The tight latex of a vacbed isn’t the same as a form fitted catsuit or hood. The latex of a vacbed is simple, flat sheets. The tightness is the latex stretching to completely envelope you. The perfect outline you see of a vacbed “victim” is from the flat latex sheeting pressing against them so hard that it forces itself into their shape.
My second go-round with the vacbed, I wore some of my usual latex. This should have been obvious, but that the vacuum will suck out all all of the air in the vacbed then suck all of the air in your latex clothing as well. Effectively, you’re wearing a second vacuum-sealed layer, this one already tailored to your body.
Adding a second layer of rubber pushed the experience from “tight” to “intense”. The hood and catsuit increased the pressure of the bondage, but, it was an even pressure added all across my body.
This was an experience I wouldn’t do again for fun. Being squeezed like that really pushed my endurance, and I want to be able to stay stored in the vacbed for as long as possible.
I didn’t expect the vacbed to leave marks. Where the two sheets of rubber met against my body, it left a distinct line of red pressure prickles. It makes sense – if you’re being compressed between two sheets of rubber, the minute space between them will be pinching you. The prickles don’t hurt, and they will fade in about two days, but they’re distinct enough that they will be asked about.
That same seam between the two sheets will also pull your hair. If you have long hair, consider packing a swim cap.
“Shhhh…!”
Toni Tywin clasped a black leather-gloved hand firmly over the mouth of the bemused and frightened Franklin, rudely awoken from his half-slumber in the warm liquid luxury of his jacuzzi. How this blonde with the extravagant ponytail, the black catsuit and the gleaming smile had managed to overcome his state of the art digital security, Franklin knew not. As the woman placed a finger to her lips to indicate his complete silence, what the software inventor who owed too much money to all sorts of wrong people, did know was that he was in serious trouble.
As for Toni, her performative handgagging was, she reflected, something of a habit now. After all, she didn’t care what her victim’s last words, pleas, cries or denials were…
Source: the extraordinary femdom digital artist gabimcs, who posts on Deviant Art. From one of his Killer Femdom series, More Fiercer Than The Male.
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