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Better going to bed right now. I can't think clearly after weeks of denial

Yup, same problem here

^^ good night smiller !

Hello and good evening Miss Jay and all

so i do hope the rest of your day has been super recuperating like Miss Jay and that you and Dan are having lots of ...

errm fun and alls good i have been very good Miss Jay, honest Miss

and hi guys hang in there buddies !

I woke up this morning totally horny. The weeks of denial are doing their work. I am thinking of locking you cock up Miss Jay. Probably that might help? Every touch is to much. Leaking, dripping, getting hard from a few sensation againg the clothes.

Have a wonderful relaxing time with Dan Miss. Waiting and suffering for you. For your release, for more teasing or denial. It is up to you as always.

Going to work no with this frustrating, horny feeling. Good day to all

Good morning, Miss Jay and everyone! So nice to see a post from you, Miss--I know we've all been pining for you. I hope you're feeling much better.

As I mentioned in my last post, the annual Folsom Street Fair—a celebration of BDSM and leather culture—took place in San Francisco on Sunday. I figured LMJ’s stable had to represent (as they say), so I gave her cock and balls a fresh shave and made the trip into the city—the first time I’ve been to the Fair.

After briefly getting lost the way I always do in SF, I found parking a few blocks away. I knew I was getting close because I kept seeing small groups of naked men in leather harnesses. I am NOT kidding. I arrived about 2:30 pm, so the festivities were in full swing, literally. I entered at 9th Street, where the Kink.com performance stage was set up. There, a gentleman was expertly working a pair of single-tail whips against a lovely young Asian woman’s naked ass.

The crowd was shoulder to shoulder, back to back, belly to belly. Boys with girls, boys with boys, girls with girls—all orientations and ages welcome here, as long as they’re kinky. A lot of them weren’t wearing much more than nipple clamps and it was a hot day, so the air was full of the scent of overheated bodies. If you’re ever going to get a contact high from endorphins, this is the place, brother. I slowly worked my way up Folsom toward 7th St., where there was a band playing. Lots of vendor booths—if I’d been shopping for a flogger, I could have spent a couple of hours haggling. And if I’d been shopping for a flogging, there were plenty of obliging floggers tending a variety of benches, posts, and crosses.

Enough exposition. I’d been keeping my eye on the Kink.com stage and spotted Maitresse Madeline, top domme and director of the Divine Bitches site, in full vinyl catsuit in the backstage area. It was at least 90 degrees (that’s about 32 degrees C., for my Euro friends) so she had to be getting ready to perform. I worked my way as close as I could to the stage, ending up at the rail to stage left, front row.

“The beatings will continue, as they improve morale!” must be the Kink.com motto. Even the boss joins in—Kink.com CEO Peter A., on all fours, was having his ass seriously thrashed by little blonde spitfire Aiden Starr. Lorelei Lee’s whip hand was busy on another guy I didn’t recognize. And then in came Maitresse, in skintight black vinyl and big Jackie O sunglasses, leading a naked boy by the ring in his leather collar. I recognized him from the DB site. Zak, I think.

Maitresse Madeline placed Zak below a metal ring hanging from the scaffolding above the stage, ordered him to clasp his hands behind his back. Then she pivoted on her spike heel and stepped straight toward me. The suitcase containing the tools of her trade was on the stage floor, not two yards from my face. She crouched down, unzipped it. I was practically face to face with MM—not that she actually noticed me—as she rummaged in the case, coming up with several hanks of hemp rope. As she rose and turned back to her waiting slave, two clothespins, unnoticed, fell out of the bag and off the edge of the stage. We’ll get back to those clothespins…

[If you’ve been following this thread, you can imagine the state of Miss Jay’s swollen balls and denied cock. Madeline is the star of the video that I linked to the other day.]

MM started binding Zak with a lark’s head loop around his chest, building it into a rope harness that she tied to the ring overhead. Then his left ankle to the scaffolding, again bringing Maitresse close to my position. She crouched down to tie off the rope, giving me another close-up view. She tied his other ankle to the other side of the stage, then she really got to work. Medical-style locking clamps, 4 of them, were attached to Zak’s scrotum. Twine attached two of them to the scaffolding, stretching his balls to each side, and a small bucket was tied to the remaining clamps, hanging a few inches from the floor. Maitresse then tied the head of his cock with twine to his collar, and pulled a ballgag harness over his head, attaching it to the ring above and pulling his head up. Over the next few minutes, Maitresse filled the bucket with water, while Aiden and Lorelei assisted her by attaching long zippers of clothespins from Zak’s armpits to his thighs. The strings from these zippers were handed to women in the audience, with strict instructions from Maitresse to pull only on her orders.

Maitresse then took two canes, and gave Zak a couple dozen hard strokes to his ass and the backs of his thighs, leaving angry red welts. Then she gave the string-holders in the audience the cue to pull the zippers. One slowly, the other very fast.

I don’t think I’ve ever heard a guy scream like that.

After he properly thanked his tormentors, Zak was untied, with several people holding him up so he wouldn’t fall. The show was over, and the crowd thinned slightly—enough so I could squat down, reach through the barrier, and pocket one of the clothespins that had fallen from Maitresse’s bag. It’s a souvenir I’ll treasure (and maybe the departure point for a lovely fantasy).

I strolled past the vendor booths for a while longer, and eventually headed back to the car, as the Fair was closing down. I’m sure there were lots of parties in the leather bars that night, but I had a long drive home, with Little Miss Jay’s cock and balls aching all the way. Before I slept, tired as I was, I managed my 55 spanks and 550 strokes, thank you Miss Jay. The day could only have been better if I'd been on the end of Miss Jay's leash.

I'm glad the consensus is that we're back to no touching as of Monday. I fell asleep on the couch quite early last night, so no touching was done. Your balls are beyond blue, Miss Jay--I think they're now purple. And they're very heavy, with a constant dull ache.

I hope you find this report entertaining, Miss.

tantalus

Goood moaning Miss Jay and friends!

had load of trouble getting online this am ! blooming computers had to fiddle about like mad to get on eventually very frustrating ! quite stressful but eventually fulfilling Miss Jay i dont like to accuse or anything but.... it didnt have anything to do with You by any chance

oooh also Miss Jay have You tried ginger tea it could be just the ticket for you at the mo; if u have any, and then perhaps Dan could find a use for the inside bits

have v nice wednesdays !

well i suppose i am lucky as i can not touch.
For now i can not use the bartroon i am directly plumbed in.
Surprised only one post Miss Jay as Tuesday is her day off.
Enjoying animal theme in A-Z wish could post more but a struggle on phone. Keep losing connection.
Don't forget I am watching.

Les

Cute picture aria. That exactly describes my feeling as well.

hello guys and Miss Jay if you're out there Miss !

I think aria could've found his own picture really

i do agree that i really wanna play too but lets not be too whiney at Miss Jay who does have two very good reasons for not being here rite now ie Dan and ill health not to mention being on holiday of sorts so *alexander feels all eyes looking menacingly in his direction*

yeah errm hang in there and have the very nicest times possible

hope you're feeling better too les and of course Miss Jay too hope You have the bestest night of all Miss

slave alexander wrote: hello guys and Miss Jay if you're out there Miss !

I think aria could've found his own picture really

i do agree that i really wanna play too but lets not be too whiney at Miss Jay who does have two very good reasons for not being here rite now ie Dan and ill health not to mention being on holiday of sorts so *alexander feels all eyes looking menacingly in his direction*

yeah errm hang in there and have the very nicest times possible

hope you're feeling better too les and of course Miss Jay too hope You have the bestest night of all Miss

You are right Alex. Being whiney is probably something Miss doesn't want to. I also hope she has the best time of all. Doesn't change my situation a lot. I will do my best.
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smiller wrote:
You are right Alex. Being whiney is probably something Miss doesn't want to. I also hope she has the best time of all. Doesn't change my situation a lot. I will do my best.
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aww good work SMiller

Maybe we could all dress up to impress and entertain Miss Jay

Alex,

Your pics always find a way to bring a smile back to me...... good job mate

haha aww thanks Neo my pleasure and aww that makes me smile too if that doesnt sound too mushy ! I reckon i could bang out a few greetings cards in this mood haha not to mention banging out some more fun and rude things too

What do you think boys. How long will she let us wait until a release?
Some more days?
More Weeks?

The last weeks went by and the balls are getting bigger and bigger. Never had such a long time before. But to make Miss Jay happy ...