Yes Mistress "part 2"
Posted: Wed Dec 09, 2009 4:39 am
“So, did you bring the clothes pins and the toothbrush?”
“Yes my Mistress, I did”
“It took you long enough”
Her cock is still rock hard. I wonder what she’s going to make me do
next.
“Let’s start by edging a couple times more. I want to see my Cock
hard and throbbing” she says.
“Stoke my slave. Stroke that cock for your Mistress”
“Yes my Mistress”
“And don’t forget to count the edges”
“I will my Mistress. I mean, I won’t my Mistress. I mean, I will
stroke for you and I won’t forget to count”
Jezus, I feel like I’m back in high school, when I try to speak to
the prettiest girl in my class, I sound like an idiot.
I start stroking. I’m fully aware that she is watching me on the cam.
“mmmmmmmmm”, she says. “I’ll put the vibe on high”
Oh my god. I’m degrading myself. I’m masturbating in front of a
camara. I could cum just like that, but I don’t, because I’m not
allowed. Because I’m not *allowed*…… What kind of man am I?
“That’s 1, my Mistress”
Every man in the world gets to cum whenever he wants. He gets
beautiful girls to make him cum.
“That’s 2″,
And when there are none around, he just masturbates and gets to feel
that wonderful release all by himself. Whenever he wants.
“That’s 3″,
And I want it. I want it so much. And all I need to do is keep
stroking. Go on, just keep stroking. Just one more pull.
“That’s 4, my Mistress”
I stopped again. Why? I know why. Because she told me. Because I’m
not allowed to cum. But why do I feel I need permission to cum?
“Ohhh, that’s 5, my Mistress”
I love it. I love being denied. I love that she’s in control. And I
don’t care what that says about me.
“mmmmm, that’s 6, my Mistress”
And I know she’s watching me. And I know she’s getting off on it.
She’s lying on her bed, feeling really nice and comfortable. She’s
using her vibrator and playing with her beautiful breasts. She’s
enjoying it as much as she can and she is going to cum several times
and then she gets to enjoy that warm afterglow.
“That’s 7″
And I’m sitting in a desk chair, behind my PC, in front of a cam. Not
feeling anything warm and afterglowy. Just frustration. And it’s what
making her hotter by the minute. The more I suffer, the better she
likes it. And I feel so glad I can do this for her. That my
frustration helps her to climax. I don’t know how to feel about that.
Am I a pathetic little wanker boy? Or am I doing what it takes to
help a beautiful woman cum, and doesn’t that make me a man that can
be proud of himself.
She returns, “Oooh, boy, that was really nice. giggles.”
“Now stop wanking, little boy. It’s time to get the clothes pins. I
want you to put 5 of them on my balls”
And now I know. I’m a pathetic little wanker boy. She doesn’t need me
to get off. She just uses me, like she uses her vibrator. I’m
probably even less then her vibe. At least it gets to really satisfy
her. I just get to amuse her. But at this point, I really don’t care.
I will do whatever she tells me. Eagerly, I await her next command.
She’s got me completely under her control!
“Yes my Mistress, I did”
“It took you long enough”
Her cock is still rock hard. I wonder what she’s going to make me do
next.
“Let’s start by edging a couple times more. I want to see my Cock
hard and throbbing” she says.
“Stoke my slave. Stroke that cock for your Mistress”
“Yes my Mistress”
“And don’t forget to count the edges”
“I will my Mistress. I mean, I won’t my Mistress. I mean, I will
stroke for you and I won’t forget to count”
Jezus, I feel like I’m back in high school, when I try to speak to
the prettiest girl in my class, I sound like an idiot.
I start stroking. I’m fully aware that she is watching me on the cam.
“mmmmmmmmm”, she says. “I’ll put the vibe on high”
Oh my god. I’m degrading myself. I’m masturbating in front of a
camara. I could cum just like that, but I don’t, because I’m not
allowed. Because I’m not *allowed*…… What kind of man am I?
“That’s 1, my Mistress”
Every man in the world gets to cum whenever he wants. He gets
beautiful girls to make him cum.
“That’s 2″,
And when there are none around, he just masturbates and gets to feel
that wonderful release all by himself. Whenever he wants.
“That’s 3″,
And I want it. I want it so much. And all I need to do is keep
stroking. Go on, just keep stroking. Just one more pull.
“That’s 4, my Mistress”
I stopped again. Why? I know why. Because she told me. Because I’m
not allowed to cum. But why do I feel I need permission to cum?
“Ohhh, that’s 5, my Mistress”
I love it. I love being denied. I love that she’s in control. And I
don’t care what that says about me.
“mmmmm, that’s 6, my Mistress”
And I know she’s watching me. And I know she’s getting off on it.
She’s lying on her bed, feeling really nice and comfortable. She’s
using her vibrator and playing with her beautiful breasts. She’s
enjoying it as much as she can and she is going to cum several times
and then she gets to enjoy that warm afterglow.
“That’s 7″
And I’m sitting in a desk chair, behind my PC, in front of a cam. Not
feeling anything warm and afterglowy. Just frustration. And it’s what
making her hotter by the minute. The more I suffer, the better she
likes it. And I feel so glad I can do this for her. That my
frustration helps her to climax. I don’t know how to feel about that.
Am I a pathetic little wanker boy? Or am I doing what it takes to
help a beautiful woman cum, and doesn’t that make me a man that can
be proud of himself.
She returns, “Oooh, boy, that was really nice. giggles.”
“Now stop wanking, little boy. It’s time to get the clothes pins. I
want you to put 5 of them on my balls”
And now I know. I’m a pathetic little wanker boy. She doesn’t need me
to get off. She just uses me, like she uses her vibrator. I’m
probably even less then her vibe. At least it gets to really satisfy
her. I just get to amuse her. But at this point, I really don’t care.
I will do whatever she tells me. Eagerly, I await her next command.
She’s got me completely under her control!
