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chastity1A tale of denial, chastity and Domination.

I smiled to myself at the text from my newest sub Please Mistress, Can I see you tonight? He’d been wearing a chastity device for almost a week now and was going out of his mind with need. Mmmmm just how I liked them.

I replied with Be in my dungeon for 7pm sharp sub, on your knees, naked and ready to please me. My pussy clenched with delight at the thought of that evening’s entertainment.

I strolled into the dungeon at 10 past 7, my sub, as instructed, naked and kneeling. His eyes suitably lowered and his cock still safely in it’s moulded, plastic prison.

Of course I didn’t expect any different. For one, only a fool would defy me and for two, I had the only key for the small padlock that held the device on.

‘On your feet sub, hands above your head’ I said. He instantly did as he was told.

I cuffed his wrists together and couldn’t resist a quick slap of his confined cock. Mmmm I relished the whimper that passed his lips.

‘My poor sub, unable to touch or play with your cock all week long. You must be so full of cum. So desperate for release. You have pleased your Mistress and you will be rewarded….but first, first I want to remind you of how I own this cock.’

His cock had thickened, straining against the chastity belt to the point of pain. I unlocked the padlock and struggled to remove the device, the fit was so tight. I imagined how many times he must have been in that position this week and smiled. Hard throbbing and unable to give himself even the slightest relief.

I felt his eyes following me as I strutted across the room to my table of instruments. My 6inch heels clicking, my PVC skirt glistening. I was topless today. I liked to tease my subs with my huge tits, sometimes I’d let them earn the pleasure of playing with them, sometimes I didn’t.

I returned with a handful of wooden clothes pegs. I’d performed this particular trick, a favourite of mine, on him before. ‘You know where these are going, don’t you sub?’ I said as I knelt in front of him. He nodded and answered ‘Yes Mistress’.

The first four pegs, were all connected by a loose piece of string. I slapped his balls hard before connecting the first peg to his full sack. I followed with the other three and slapped them again.

He cried out in pain, his cock jumped in pleasure. I had two pegs left, I slapped his shaft, pinched the skin on the underside of his cock and applied both pegs to the centre area.

He was panting, breathing through the pain. I made one more trip to my table of goodies, returning with my Violet Wand. His eyes widened in excitement. I stroked the end of the wand continuously over his body. Up and down his thighs, across his stomach, around his nipples, each of his sides. Every now and then I’d give him a delicious jolt.

Each jolt caused him to jump, intensifying the feel of the pegs erotically, painfully clamping his skin. After a few minutes of Wand play and twisting his nipples, purely for my own pleasure, I returned to my kneeling position.

I smacked his pegged cock and balls one last time. I removed the pegs from the shaft, soothing his flesh with my left hand. I waited for him to relax into my touch, relish the feel of my soft hand caressing him…..

Then, I gathered the string of the four remaining pegs in my right hand and yanked, hard. All four pegs sprung from his balls in quick succession, pinching the skin brutally hard as they went. Ohhhhh how he shrieked, the shock and the pain hitting him hard. Mmmmmmm I fucking love it when they scream for me.

But oh how his cock throbbed and twitched. He loved the pain this one, loved me owning and punishing his cock. ‘Shhhhhh’ I soothed as he continued to whimper ‘such a good sub, cum now, you have earned my mouth.’

Barely two strokes of his shaft, his cock not even fully engulfed in the hot, wet cavern of my mouth and he erupted. Mmmmmmm delicious, warm cum filled my mouth, spilling out of the sides, dribbling down my chin. A weeks worth of pent up orgasms mixed with today’s play.

I gave him one of the hardest orgasms of his life. When he had finished, his cock once again flaccid, I couldn’t help but squeeze it hard, causing him to cry out again.

‘Don’t think because you pleased me this week I will be going soft on you sub. I will continue to punish this cock as and when I see fit, understand!?’
‘Yes Mistress’ he replied, his eyes watering at the pain in his sensitised cock. ‘Good’ I replied, uncuffing him ‘Now get yourself dressed and I’ll see you next week’

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