I Love His Obedience Towards Me
I work as a fem dom and have several clients I like very much, but there’s one that’s my favorite. He loves when I control him, and he follows every order. I told him to wear a cock cage once from six weeks until his next appointment with me and he obeyed without question. I love his obedience towards me. He thought the day he came back he would finally be allowed to cum, but he was not. I made him wait two more weeks. It was one an amusing cock control story for the poor fellow. Well, amusing to me, not to him! I could probably Blackmail him but not this time.
I Would Not Let Him Cum
That day he thought he would get to cum, I had him masturbate for me. He expected this, and I told him he’d better not cum until I told him to. He stroked away and got himself so close. I told him to stop several times. He thought I was just edging him though and that he would in fact be cumming. When I told him to stop one last time and placed the cock cage back on him before he had an orgasm, I thought he was going to cry. It really was amusing.
I Had A Plan For Cock Control
When he came back two weeks later I was wearing a lovely black leather merry widow and stockings and black stiletto heels. I was extra dressed up for him since I actually was going to allow him to cum today. And I had quite a routine I wanted to put him through first. I made him allow me to tie up his wrists to these suspended chained cuff things that dangled from the ceiling. This cock control story would not be a quick session for him. Though he seemed to be under the impression that it was. I guess he thought after eight weeks, I’d allow him to shoot his load easily. No, that wasn’t happening. I had much more planned for him.
Once he was chained up, I got a flogger from my naughty trunk. His eyes followed the tool in my hand. I laughed as I saw him watching it in my hand. He still had the cock cage on. I flicked the flogger across his nipples and buttocks and around the crotch area. And I could see his growing cock straining against the cage. I clamped clips on his nipples. He was breathing heavier and faster. He’d paid a handsome sum for this treatment, I was going to make sure he got his money’s worth. I walked around him in slow circles, high heels clicking on the floor with every step.
He Put On The Gloves
Another client had told me they loved to masturbate with various kinds of gloves on. I thought I’d try that with this one and see if he liked it. He seemed quite surprised when after I unlocked his cock cage I presented him with a pair of gloves. Yellow rubber dishwashing gloves. I instructed him to put them on, squeezed some lube in his right hand and told him to begin masturbating. His cock sprang up, demanding attention. The feel of the slippery rubber glove on it made it rock hard in seconds.
He Had To Ask Permission To Stop And Start
I assumed he’d never tried this technique, since he looked quite pleased and surprised by the sensations it gave him. The room echoed with the odd squelching noises his rubber glove covered hand made on his cock. I again went through the stopping and starting permissions until he was practically twitching in need of an orgasm. At one point I made him stop for so long he thought it was possibly back to the cock cage for him. I let him get limp before resuming stroking once more. His balls were a deepening shade of blue as they ached, they were so overfilled with his unspent cum. I almost felt mean prolonging his torment like this, but it was so much fun. He literally begged me for permission to cum. I smiled, and after eight long weeks I said I allowed him to cum. He did indeed spill quite a load. After eight weeks, I’d assume any man would have a hell of a load! A cock control story can take many twists and turns, especially when played out by a fem dome like myself.
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