Dangerousangleofadream - Femdom

“Mommy thank you for letting me touch my cock”

“Excuse me, did you just say your cock?”

This is how the slave welcomes his Mistress

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In her haste to complete her account of L's visit before she returned to work on Monday, Mistress omitted one incident during the final night which I find much harder to forget.

I was lying awake by her bedside, nursing a painful erection, when I felt a kick in my ribs. I turned to see Mistress crooking a finger to beckon me closer. I raised myself up towards her and she whispered to me to fetch her a glass of water.

I crept out to the kitchen with my erection wiggling in front of me, casting a priapic shadow, and fetched her the water. When I returned, I knelt on the floor and offered it up to her in the required posture. She took a couple of mouthfuls, then reached over and poured the rest over the duvet I was sleeping on.

Grinning mischievously, she waved me away and told me to get "back to sleep". At first, I tried to avoid the wet patch, but it was too extensive to avoid completely and I suspected that Mistress would be wanting me to lie in it, so I did. If Mistress wants me to be uncomfortable, uncomfortable I must be.

This actually solved one of my problems: my erection soon subsided. On the other hand, it wasn't long before I started to feel the need to pee. That was a bigger problem than you might imagine, as when I am permitted to sleep beside her bed, I am not allowed to move, without her permission, until morning.

I am also not permitted to disturb her, except in the case of an emergency, so I am unable to ask her permission either. Mistress would not recognise my need to pee - no matter how desperate - as an "emergency". In fact, she clearly wanted to cause me distress and may even have wanted to make me wet myself.

I lay there anxiously for what seemed like hours, trying my best to hold on, but sure that it was a physical impossibility to last until I was due to rise. I had little idea of the time, as I was unable to see a clock from where I was. The strain was unbearable and at times, I felt like just letting go and taking the consequences.

At last, first light arrived and I padded off hurriedly to the bathroom to relieve myself, taking care not to make a noise in case I disturbed either Lady. It was technically morning and I hoped Mistress would stretch a point; if she wouldn't, I would just have to take whatever punishment she conceived.

In the event, nothing was said and it felt almost as if my anxiety was needless. You may be thinking that Mistress just forgot and I am foolish to write this and remind her: in fact, I have already confessed. Mistress laughed out loud and sentenced me to a caning, which she administered over the weekend.

I have been asked if I ever get tired of Mistress tormenting me. The short answer is "Yes". I often long for her to stop and be nice to me for a while; but sometimes when she is nice for long periods, I miss her tormenting me; and although I enjoy my periods of relative freedom when she is working, I live to be under her control.

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[Pics are from the old youngdommes site and feature the lovely Mistress N look-alike model, Nicola]

ok but honestly having a boy shaking in your arms because he’s so turned on he can’t think straight is the hottest thing, especially if he’s making pretty sounds

A fun pole tie with @pixseabait

Look... I appreciate what you're trying to do, but as you can see it's kind of out of my control...

I tell you what - why don't you come and meet my Mistress with me. I'm sure she'd like the look of you. Maybe she'll let me suck you off, or maybe she'll lock you up just like me - you willing to roll the dice?