for those who totally ♥ love ♥ being a tease slave
Day 29 (finally inside the house....)
{Keep caressing your nipples until I tell you otherwise....}
You and your new love angel walk hand in hand into the living room. Beautifully ethereal music softly fills the air. It's romantic, spiritual, playful, erotic, and peaceful all at the same time. For some reason, your whole body instantly becomes lusciously aroused and so sweetly sensitive that even the air around you feels as if it's sensuously caressing you all over. Your {cock or pussy} yet again becomes intensely horny and swells to the point where you're all the more acutely reminded of its confinement... and of how you're powerless to set it free, or even to touch it through your clothing! But this is just the kind of sexual powerlessness that you LOVE!!! You love to be so horny it hurts. And now you're experiencing an erotic pain that so wonderfully teasing that you want more. You hope the slow sexual punishment your genitals are receiving keeps building until it's a relentless reminder of your captivity to your beloved Mistress. A soft moan escapes your lips as your hips spontaneously wriggle with renewed horny restlessness. You can feel your sweet lady's hand tell you that she's experiencing the same kind of thrills. You turn your head to gaze at her gentle but powerful beauty. Your eyes and hers meet, causing your hearts and spirits to connect anew. You're both about to say something when...
... you hear a sexily soft and inviting voice say, "Welcome to the House of Love. We're all here to make each others' dreams come true." Turning towards the sound, you see this elegant beauty gazing lovingly at you as she lies prone on the sofa. Naked except for her high heels and her jewelry, she is every bit as classy as if she were wearing a $2000 evening gown, and as totally sexy as any woman you've ever seen. Her warm, welcoming spirit makes both of you feel at peace. However, even though her body isn't giving any tell-tale sign of it, her lovely face struggles in vain to completely conceal her extreme horniness. Her cultured but sultry voice also conveys her hidden lust as she asks, "Why don't you both please take a drink and come over here, my beloved sister slaves?" She is a lovely (very lovely, actually!) reminder that Mistress's style of sexual slavery appeals to people of all types, from all walks of life. Even though this dreamboat could be spending the weekend in Martinique, she'd rather surrender to the same sort of sweet sexual suffering that you and all your sister slaves will be subjected to.
Each of you takes a glass like hers from a table with maybe 50 or so of them on it. {Yes, my sweet little tease torture toy, it's time for another glass for you, too!! If you've been a good little love slave, you should have put at least 2 liters of water inside you. That might be enough to fill your bladder to the point where you love it but can barely stand it, but I want to get you to the point where wondering how you can hold on another minute. Let's torture your bladder until you're relentlessly squirming, where you can't keep your hips still for more than a few seconds at a time, until the painful pee pleasure is so intense and beautiful that it's taking all your will and strength to keep from losing control and peeing all over yourself.} {Oh, and if you are indeed to that point already keep reading to the bottom of the page and then you'll get a chance to pee.}
You both softly walk over to the sofa and kneel beside this beautiful noblewoman on pillows placed on the floor for just that purpose. Both of you gaze lovingly into our prone princess's eyes as the three of you sweetly hold hands. She softly but eagerly says, "I'm Amanda, and I look forward to sharing this beautiful journey with you, fellow love angels." She tells you how much she looks forward to spending time with you, sharing both the erotic agony and the tenderness of the deep love that Mistress gives each of her tease torture slaves, as well as the love that the slaves freely give to each other. The three of you then pull in closer as you wrap your arms around each others' shoulders. You all then start softly kissing each others' lips, either in ever-changing pairs or all three at the same time.
You hear the front door open behind you. You turn to see four more of Mistress's love slaves enter. They all must be at least 50 years old. The classy dreamboat greets them in the same warm and sweetly affectionate way, telling them to grab a glass and go into the kitchen. You hear a controlled but intense sexual energy in her cultured voice. You notice her hips very slightly wriggling as a soft, barely audible moan escapes her luscious mouth. Something is happening to her. Mistress must be teasing her in some secret way, and telling her to hide the effects of it.
The beauty you entered with starts to writhe and whimper. "I **really** have to pee, my beloved ladies! I'd better go before Mistress tells me I can't!" She kisses both of you, spending an extra moment holding you close before she stands and scampers into the kitchen. Neither of you had a chance to tell her that at Mistress's parties, a slave never has permission to pee unless explicitly told otherwise. I guess she'll find out what happens when you do....
"Poor dear," the classy dreamboat says as her hips keep gently gyrating. "Wonder what she'll do before Mistress unlocks the bathrooms. Wish she'd have stayed. I would have loved to watch her squirm and sob as she struggled to keep it in. I love how Mistress gives us this luscious kind of erotic suffering. And once she lost it, I would've loved to lick her pee off her pussy and thighs." You answer, "and I would have loved to help you!" Lifting her glass, she reminds you, "at least we have this! Come on, my sweet little lady love! It's time to do something our bladders will hate us for later!" You clink glasses, hook your arms around, and empty the glasses full of... well, you're not sure quite what's in there, but whatever it is makes you feel even more aroused and sensitive and receptive to whatever sweet agony awaits. {Yes, it's time to empty your glass too, party girl!} It also seems to awaken your bladder in a way that lets you know that you have got some wonderful torments to look forward to.
As you both finish drinking, a half-dozen more women enter the house. Every one of them is at least in their forties, and some are clearly much older. Is Mistress going to make one of your dreams come true -- a whole weekend full of mature women? You love giving yourself as a gift to women of all kinds, but you just adore giving your body and heart to serve these wonderful women whose years of experience give them a soft beauty and sweet sexuality that is so luscious. They are just so wonderful! You love how they look, too. Even though they have a hard time believing it, you find every so-called "sign of aging" in their bodies and faces intensely appealing and arousing. You worship them, and love abandoning yourself to pleasing them, even if it means teasing and tormenting them, or them treating you like their tease torture toy -- or both! This weekend will be heavenly! Your mind races to all the possible ways you would adore them, and tease them if that's what Mistress wants you to do. You would gleefully surrender your tease slave body to them, offering them the gift of allowing your body to endure every bit of sweetly cruel erotic suffering that they want to give you, especially if it would help them endure what Mistress is subjecting them to, or even if it just pleases them to have someone to control for a change.
But your reverie is scattered by Amanda's luscious voice as she ever so softly moans, "Ooooh! This is going to be one long afternoon...." You turn to see her struggling but clearly failing to keep her hips from squirming and bouncing. Her eyes look upward in a pleading but escapist way. Her entrancingly lovely face is filled with a kind of tortured horny look that you've seen so many times on Mistress's slaves, including yourself, a combination of intense pleasure and just enough sexual frustration to let you know that she is indeed experiencing both torment and joy. She catches you gazing at her gorgeous face and knows she's been caught. Sighing, she says, "I guess I have to tell you now, don't I?" You respond, "I won't make you tell me, but I really do want to be there for you, sweet classy lady. If it would help for you to share your torments with me, I would be honored." She says, "Mistress is the one who is making me tell you, but I also would love for this time to bring us closer, sweet sister in sexual suffering. I eagerly welcome your kindness and love."
Drawing closer to her, you hold both her hands in yours. Your eyes send her as much love as they can as they meet her lovely eyes, which are now filled with sadness, defeat, and just a little fear as she starts to tell you what's really happening to her....
{Oops! I was supposed to let those of you who can't stand the pee holding torture any longer the chance to pee now, wasn't I! Tell you what. You may pee, but you will pay for it. You have to finish this tease -- don't worry, it'll be fun! -- but you are not permitted to cum for the next 24 hours. And when you do cum it must be to one of the pictures in this tease. But if you can make it to the bottom of the next page, I swear I'll be a bit kinder to you. *blows kiss*}