So.... As feared, I failed my stroking task miserably - tried all 5 attempts at going the full 15 minutes, but regardless of pace and care I could not seem to make myself last more than 5-6 minutes... Says a bit about how frustrated and horny I am these days I guess...
I gladly accept my 6 days of no touching - it's fitting punishment for not being able to complete this simple task. On top of balls hurting and bursting to cum of course.
Miss Jay, with your permission I will lock myself up to make sure I don't give in to the temptation of stroking before being permission.
janmb wrote:So.... As feared, I failed my stroking task miserably - tried all 5 attempts at going the full 15 minutes, but regardless of pace and care I could not seem to make myself last more than 5-6 minutes... Says a bit about how frustrated and horny I am these days I guess...
I gladly accept my 6 days of no touching - it's fitting punishment for not being able to complete this simple task. On top of balls hurting and bursting to cum of course.
Miss Jay, with your permission I will lock myself up to make sure I don't give in to the temptation of stroking before being permission.
I almost immediately went to start the cum task as I wanted some pressure relief as well as starting the clock on my 3 day no touch rule!!!!
I escaped into a private restroom here at my work, applied the lube and used a personal device to look through your gallery as I Slowly paced myself throgh the fifteen minutes!!! I was amused at myself when I first lowered my jeans and saw a rather large wet spot had formed just from thinking about the task and you!!!!
As I went past the 15 minutes, I ramped up the pace and quickly approached an edge. I held and held, but not being able to slow the pace it was all an internal control, which is not easy!!!! Then, the most difficult task of all..... Letting go!!! I stroked to just that tipping point, then used my finger and gently moved my sensitive spot to push myself over the edge into a ruined orgasm!!!
Initially I am never metally satisfied with a ruined orgasm and I still hunger for that satisfaction. However an hour or so later I do have a little relief of the pressure in my balls!!!! That said, god do I want to come!!!!
Dear Miss Jay,
thank you for your gift of letting us cum.
I started the task by lubing my balls and cock with a water based glide. I imagined it was you who massaged my full balls. My cock stood at attention almost immediately after appying the cool glide. I closed the eyes and enjoyed the soft and steady touching of your hands.
Then the timer was started and I started stroking my cock in a very slow pace. I knew, I would never last the complete 15 minutes if I started at a higher frequency. After some minutes I had to increase the rythm and shift my imagination again to you stroking my cock. After about 10 minutes, I thought it would not be possible to last the complete time. But relubing and a mix out of straining the PC muscles and relaxing did the trick. I was able to stay further away from the threatening edge. The last 5 minutes went without problems and I would have been able to continue for a couple of further minutes.
Subsequently, I reached the edge by highly increasing the stroke rate and held it for some time. I did not look at the watch.
Finally I tried to go carefully over the edge. The first attempt failed. Only a few drops of clear fluid dribbled out. After a few further slight touches, imagine it was your tongue caressing the tip of my cock, it succeeded. A medium amount of cum left my cock and dribbled on my stomage.
After this experience, I am still horny and cannot imagine how it will be possible to survive 4 days without even touching my already hard again cock. But I will try my best...
I have recorded a short video of the ruined orgasm but I blew it. The video's quality is pathetic and I decided to not hurt your eyes. Next time I have to improve the recording situation.
Looks like you've been in a bit of an evil mood today Miss Jay
But at least we get to try on emptying those full balls of yours. I will try right now, reporting back later.
Made it barely through on the fourth attempt. I was SOOO tempted not to let go, but I managed to do so when the moment was there. I was stroking very slow throughout those 15 minutes, otherwise I wouldn't have made it.
When the moment was finally there I couldn't hold the edge very long, maybe 20 seconds or so. I closed my eyes, thought about you Miss and let it dribble out. Your cock was twitching for quite some time after letting it go pumping quite some cum out of those full balls.
Thank you
It was hard letting that orgasm go but it will be even harder not to touch for three days....
I will go to bed now, try to sleep properly for a few hours. Tomorrow I will lock myself up in order to prevent touching.
I will send a pic to you then.
I've received your orders, Miss, and I'll complete the ruined orgasm assignment tonight. Thank you, Miss, for my brief sentence on no-touch. I'm still offline for much of the day and all night, so I'll have to check in as I can.
Meanwhile, here's a partial report, beginning on Friday morning. I hope it's acceptable, Miss.
2/19/12
The past few days have become a blur of need, denial and submission. I’ve never been this horny—at least, not since I was 14. But as a teen, I had no control over myself. Stopping repeatedly at the edge of orgasm is a new experience. Being denied release for days at a time is a course in submission taught in no uncertain terms by your wicked imagination, Miss.
I’m trying to remember the sequence of events while I’m unwillingly offline, replaying the last several days in my mind. It’s giving me a little bit of a buzz from my groin, an unaccustomed feeling of fullness and a need to squirm just a tiny bit.
I think I need to start at Friday morning. My “no-touch” period came to an end at 4:00am local, but I was fast asleep at the time. When I woke, my cock was hard and I indulged in a little sheet-rubbing, but I wanted to make the resumption of stroking for you a special occasion, so after a few seconds I kicked off the covers and got out of bed.
I have a length of cord that once held up a pair of sweatpants; it’s perfect for tying up my cock. I made a lark’s head loop around the base, under my balls, and passed the two ends around in opposite directions, finishing with a neat bow on top. Foregoing underwear, I pulled on my jeans and a sweatshirt. The binding brought my package forward, forcing the head of my cock against the front of my jeans. With every step, it rubbed a little bit, sending my brain small thrills of… Stimulation? Irritation? Time for my morning walk, a round trip of two steep miles. I carry a walking stick and today I place it across my shoulders, grabbing each end to keep my hands unobtrusively “bound” as I walk.
I wonder what it would feel like to be your ponyboy, Miss, harnessed tightly in black leather, and with your reins tugging at my cock. Now that’s a stiffening thought! The head of my cock rubs harder against the fabric.
Back home, with a good sweat worked up and my cock even more sensitive than before--if that’s possible--I untie myself and step into the shower. After cleaning up, I take my time shaving my groin, soaping up slowly and scraping away the stubble that had grown during no-touch. Can’t edge for Miss Jay with a five-o’clock shadow! While I don’t exactly stroke, I’ve gotten quite hard in the soapy process and I enjoy the touching while I seek out any stray pubic hairs.
I have the morning to myself, so I have a slow, leisurely stroke session to your gallery, Miss. I use lube, and pause the slideshow occasionally when it reaches a favorite shot. Your breasts in the red corset, in ¾ profile turned to the right side of the frame, with the front undone a couple of inches—that’s a curve worthy of an old master’s brush. And you in black, with your crop in hand… well, I’m getting hard now just thinking about it. I hope you’ll refresh the collection soon, Miss. I know many of your desperate strokers would be thrilled with some new photos to aid our worship.
Fearing an all-too-close accident, I stay away from the edge at first. My cock shines with lube, and with each slow stroke, my pelvis rocks back and forth a little bit. I feel like such a slut here, naked, legs open, aroused cock completely exposed. Slowly now, slowly, not too much pressure. No cumming! Miss Jay would be furious!
There’s the edge… Not close enough to reach quite yet, but my PC muscle feels just the beginning of a contraction, and I feel the urge to stroke faster and harder. I refuse to heed it, slowing even more as I tiptoe around the lip of this precipice. “I am Miss Jay’s pet,” I repeat to myself, a mantra of submission. “I am Miss Jay’s pet.”
I managed to make it through the task on my 5th time! I started as slowly as you could possibly go and just barely increased the speed until I could get to 15 mins... Longest 15 mins of my life! Finally I had to use all my will power not to give it that extra stroke or two to get some real pleasure. It just dribbled out....tons of it. I do feel a little better, but a 4 day touching ban almost has me depressed! Thank you Miss Jay for your wonderful task...I look forward to the day I will be able to shoot freely!
I was very excited today when I saw we would have the opportunity to cum. Making sure to stroke slowly was pure torture, as thinking about your mouth on my cock made me wanted to stroke as hard and fast as I could.
Once the 15 minutes were done, I stayed on the edge as long as I could (not very long, felt like I was going to explode) and then let go of my aching cock just as it began to cum, causing my load to dribble out as my poor little dick waved about in the air without anything to stimulate it.
Two days without touching seems like an eternity. I'm just thankful that I didn't end up with 5 or 6.
I'm still so frustrated and horny, my cock is aching with the desire to be stroked. Thank you for the tasks Miss Jay! Thank you for letting me cum, and thank you for making me ruin it!
Little Miss Jay wrote:janmb, you may lock yourself up. It's a shame you didn't complete the cum task but I'm sure you will be a very good and grateful pet anyway
I certainly will.
From experience I assume there will be other tasks popping up within those 6 days... What takes precedence - new tasks or the touching ban?
Little Miss Jay,
After reading about our 15 minute stroking assignment and that we could cum I was saying, "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you, Little Miss Jay! This is going to be great." After reading some of the other post I became worried.
My first attempt started off well. I stroked slowly, gradually sped up, but thought that I was keeping it at a reasonable pace. However, by seven minutes it was apparent that I was stroking too fast, although it still felt agonizingly slow. I held on for another two minutes, falling six minutes short.
During those first 15 ball spanks my mind was set that I would have to endure another 60 ball spanks. I was sure this task would be impossible for me. I decided that I better enjoy my remaining four edges. My second "attempt" lasted about four minutes and my third "attempt" only two minutes. Stopping when I got to the edge was so tough, especially knowing I had to spank my balls and I wasn't going to get to cum.
My resolve hardened. I took a bit of break to calm down. I started the fourth attempt with a determination to finish the fifteen minutes. I knew that I would have to start really slow and speed up to slow very slowly. I started my stop watch. I tried to watch the time, but it was like watching for water to boil. Ever time my hand went over the head of my penis I wanted to stroke faster to maintain that pleasure. I looked away for what felt like an eternity. When I peaked at the time it had been... 3:45 seconds. Ahhhhh! When I finally got to 7:30 I though, alright you are half way there and, oh crap I am only half way there. At around ten minutes I was literally tearing up. It was so tough to keep stroking slowly and even that had me almost on the edge. At about 14:00 I was so close to the edge. My legs were skaking, my eyes watering, my teeth clenched, and my mind was foggy.
I made it to 15 minutes. I edged quickly. I held that edge. It didn't take much, actually just holding my penis kept my on the edge. I didn't stroke, but would squeeze slightly occassionally. My penis wanted to explode. I wanted to stroke hard and fast. I held out for about 90 seconds, gave myself a couple quick strokes, and my cum started to flow out. I removed my hand and just watched as my orgasm was ruined. I desperately wanted a couple more strokes and the full body ephoria of an amazing orgasm. Instead I knelt there more horny than before and my body was shaking.
Thank you Little Miss Jay for allowing me to empty my balls. That has provided some physical relief, although I am really sore from my ball slaps. I tucked a tingly, frustrated, horny, throbbing cock back into the pink panties I wore for you. Now for the next three days.
