If there’s one thing I love its boys who are seen as capable, self-assured and prideful in public but are an absolute needy mess in private
She stopped me mid-sentence… I veered from my pride explaining my wife’s preferences to keep me aroused but never climax. I had started to complain. No. Of course I feel like I need to cum. But No. I never need to. Of course my balls ached. No. It’s ok. They won’t burst. Of course I wanted to spurt. No. I never need to cum hard. She can pour me out slowly without a single twitch. Those gentle emissions are good enough for me. No hint of orgasm is needed. My real life experience cemented what I knew but didn’t want to accept. I could be kept aching, drooling precum and craving to cum indefinitely. No worry. No concern. No hesitation. I only got praise for my submission and about my wife.
My PA piercing was drooling pure and clear precum. My balls were full and ached for months. I was given permission to remain denied orgasms.
I was cherished, my wife was wonderful, I was a good boy. Brave, honest, and compliant.
It was hard to hear the truth. I never need to cum.
I sat down with this absolute indomitable woman, She had an open warm smile and stunning demeanour, manging to make me feel calm and comfortable while also making me feel exactly how I wanted to feel. Like something less.
We discussed the session a 4 hour session, what how when and what to say if I was having too much.
I had been caged at her request 2 days before. At the end of the discussion I handed Mistress G 2 envelopes one contained the cash the other a sealed envelope containing the keys to my cage (yes all 3 keys). She left the key envelope on the table saying “won’t be needing these”. I was sent off to have a shower with a 5 min time limit and was told to be kneeling and naked after the shower.
Apparently I took 5 min and 26 seconds to get in position. This gained me a punishment I would receive at the end of the session.
When I was allowed to raise my head to see Mistress G she wasn’t in the dress that she was in before, red calf high leather boots, black leather pants, a black leather corset with red trimming and red laces.
Looking down at me I could see the power in her eyes boring into me. To say I was scared is an understatement.
A simple movement of her foot between my legs got me to flinch, while laughing at my flinch and patting my head “is the poor boy scared of my foot did you think I was going to hurt you already” I meekly nodded and dropped my head her finger lifting my head to look into her eyes she handed me a collar plain purple collar with 4 D rings I put it on and she finished me off with a click of a lock, “don’t worry they will be plenty of locks clicking on you today” leash attached and led to the first scenario.
A simple padded bench with more straps than I could count, wrists, elbows, waist, thighs, ankles and a latch for the leash to clip too, “are you noisy boy?” “no Mistress G” “let’s see, one peep and you’re gaged” with a nod hearing her walk around me to my very exposed ass and balls, the way I was strapped spread my ass open and my balls and caged cock hanging down, a slap on my ass a breath in no noise though I was proud until she started really warming me up, by the time she walked around to my face again, a bright red face, “almost as red as your ass, now that you are warmed up we can start, from now no noise” she must have seen the surprise in my eyes as she walked away laughing.
An explosion of pain spread through me starting at my ass running up my back into my shoulders into my face and out of my mouth “ahhhhh” she immediately stopped came around “open” I opened my mouth she place the cane that had just destroyed my composure “hold that”
“Screaming bitches suck cock, are you a screaming bitch?” shaking my head no “but you screamed and you are strapped down with your ass in the air and a cage on your dick. That makes you a bitch”
“Open your mouth” I gagged as the giant penis gag was shoved in my mouth again a click locked.
She went on for 10 min 5 strokes a minute some hard some soft some fast some slow each one saying nice and peaceful so quiet and peaceful. Walking around to check on me I was a dazed lump, drooling massively eyes glazed. I was in heaven.
I spent the next 45 min on that bench getting beaten I was flogged, I was cropped, I was caned, I was slapped there wasn’t a part of my body that wasn’t red and striped.
Being unlocked I was released from the gag kneeling again and getting a bottle of water while Mistress G coated my back with cream. (Aftercare doesn’t always need to happen at the end).
Led to a St Andrews cross locked in arms up and ankles locked in. No gag this time. Feeling Mistress G fussing over my balls getting my cock straining in the cage, a tap from her manicured finger nail “whys it straining, are you getting excited bitch” “yes Mistress” feeling her again running a finger up the cage, seeing her rise up and running her pre-cum filled finger running around my lips, “lick you lips for me” and did I lick my lips, I licked them clean, “you’ll get more later bitch”. I felt a light tug on my balls.
I had a parachute connected to my balls at this point, and a small weight maybe 200g, Mistress walked away and came back with a basket of weights, she made a big show of selecting the weights and laying them just out of my sight, before I knew it I had 2 kg of weight hanging off my somewhat stretched balls, this continued Mistress adding a weight feeling my balls filling my lips with my mess, adding weight feeling my balls filling my lips with my mess. Then I felt it happening quite slowly, Mistress looking me in the eyes while I felt the weight slowly lifting then with her hand on my chin holding my head in place her body against mine, I felt then my balls stretch as she let the weights go my eyes watering as she was asking my all sort of humiliating questions. I don’t remember them as I could just feel my balls getting longer and longer as the 8kg of weight was swinging back and forward.
Mistress slapped my face and walked away from me, watching her perfect ass moving away as my balls were getting stretched.
With the weights off and a little care to my balls Mistress brought out the penis gag again and locked it in place.
Mistress G moved behind me, the next thing I knew I was slumped In the cuffs holding my wrist, tears rolling down my face and a laughing Mistress G behind me. I had received a kick straight to my tender balls it felt like they were in my throat. 10 seconds later I was in the same position, Mistress G whispering in my ear “nod if you are ok” I nodded “do you want more” I nodded “beg” trying to speak around a hard plastic cock in your mouth is not an easy task, I had drool running down my face down my chest, I was a mess to say the least. Mistress G kicked me a few more times I’m not sure how many, but she made sure I begged for every single one.
Because Mistress G is a professional and she really does care for the welfare of her client’s, part of the fee involves lunch. I got 2 choices of lunch, fruit salad and finger snacks, or a charcuterie board, drinks were fresh fruit juices. And I got 2 choices of how the lunch would be served either, as a submissive or as vanilla, both would involve discussions with Mistress G of how things were going.
Because there was no way I wanted to miss out on anything, and as would be expected I chose the fruit salad as a submissive. This involved me at Mistress G’s feet hands cuffed behind my back eating out of a bowl on the floor. Mistress G was phenomenal checking my emotional and physical state in a caring way but also throwing in insults and snide comments.
One great rule in a FLR is mandatory cum eating.
It's really not even meant to be an option.
There's really no excuse not to eat it. It's polite.
But there's more to it than just that. There's multiple reasons on why he should be eating his cum, without being told.
The main reason is because it helps him develop the submissive mindset beyond sexuality.
When he is always submissive, and horny, he ties submission to being horny. So naturally when he gets off, his submission will drop off and he will want a break from submission.
In a FLR there are no breaks from submission that she doesn't agree to. So it's unacceptable for him to not be in the mood to submit, just because he had a full release orgasm.
This actually makes full release orgasms something to fear, and avoid, which isn't very ideal. You don't want to be afraid of certain acts just because it might cause his submission to drop.
Instead, it's time to train him to be submissive, whether he's horny or not. Whether it's sexual or not.
The moment he cums, any ideas and appeal of eating his cum he entertained only moments before, are completely gone.
The idea of eating it now is a turn off, and maybe even gross.
This is a perfect opportunity.
It's the perfect time for him to demonstrate his submission to her, and re-enforce the submissive mindset in his non-horny mind.
It's time to make him eat his cum. Not quickly either. Slowly. Make him wait a few seconds between each lick.
If it was collected in a glass, sip it slowly, and let the taste infiltrate his entire mouth.
He doesn't get to just slurp it up and gone, that's too easy. No, he must savor it, and understand, he will be eating it from now one, every time, every last drop.
This will maintain his submissive mindset through a full release orgasm, and will train his non-horny mind that he's still owned by her. That submission to her is not optional.
It's also a sign of respect for her, to do it without being told, to demonstrate that he knows his place, and will respectfully clean up his own mess, as a sign of gratitude, so she doesn't have to do it.
It's the polite, submissive thing to do.
There are other benefits of this as well, since cum is full of vitamins and minerals, it's a complete and total waste to not eat it. It's healthy, and replenishes the nutrition lost in cumming.
It should be mandatory, and non negotiable. Every time. The bigger the load, the better.
Always make him eat it.
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