That’s mean …
She stopped me mid-sentence… I veered from my pride explaining my wife’s preferences to keep me aroused but never climax. I had started to complain. No. Of course I feel like I need to cum. But No. I never need to. Of course my balls ached. No. It’s ok. They won’t burst. Of course I wanted to spurt. No. I never need to cum hard. She can pour me out slowly without a single twitch. Those gentle emissions are good enough for me. No hint of orgasm is needed. My real life experience cemented what I knew but didn’t want to accept. I could be kept aching, drooling precum and craving to cum indefinitely. No worry. No concern. No hesitation. I only got praise for my submission and about my wife.
My PA piercing was drooling pure and clear precum. My balls were full and ached for months. I was given permission to remain denied orgasms.
I was cherished, my wife was wonderful, I was a good boy. Brave, honest, and compliant.
It was hard to hear the truth. I never need to cum.
Are you done with your little sissy tantrum? Nothing says manly like a little sissy maid stomping their feet, all because a little dribble session was canceled. We've talked about this many times before but sissy's with tiny little clitties are here to serve/amuse women. What's the Sissy mantra?
"Sissies pleasure comes through service to her Mistress" Mistress.
It seems you forgot during that little sissy tantrum. I think we need to add the spikes to that little cage to help you remember this mantra. Hopefully next time I consider allowing you a little dribble you'll be appreciative of just the consideration. I don't see that happening for a while now.
Straighten those seams and back to your chores. I hope those spikes help that bratty little attitude Sissy.
Down for the count! And her laughing...
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