Dangerousangleofadream - Femdom

You know what I’d really like to be doing this weekend? Teaching a boy to cum without touching his dick.

First off, it’s two weeks of daily masturbation with orgasm denial. He’d be instructed to get himself as close as possible without cumming - three times daily. There’s a point to this, I promise. The idea is to increase sensitivity & build up a good head of tension. Just regular ol’ chastity can work, but it’s far more effective with daily edging. Regular chastity might take a month or more to reach peak sensitivity. I’m too impatient for that, lol.

The daily edging is always accompanied by gentle stretching. A plug or a dildo that’s just slightly larger than what he’s used to. Once he stops feeling the stretch, move up to something bigger. And yes, I do mean that in the middle of a session. The constant slight burn helps to keep a boy from cumming by accident. (Honestly, the stretching isn’t strictly necessary to get a hands-free orgasm. I just like the idea of a boy getting fucked up the ass by something bigger than him & cumming everywhere because of it.)

So fast forward two weeks. I’d prefer to do the Main Event on a Saturday so that we can just go ahead & make an afternoon of it. I’d start by stripping him down & kissing him - paying special attention to the neck & underside of the jaw. A naughty boy might have to have his hands tied behind his back, but a good boy could keep his hands on my breasts instead. I’d probably leave a couple of little love bites on the dear boy’s neck - I’m terrible about that. Anway, I’d eventually move on, leaving a trail of kisses down to his definitely-hard-by-now nipples. The really excellent thing about the two weeks of edging & denial is that Everything becomes more sensitive. Even boys who don’t usually get a lot out of having their nipples sucked can hardly stand it. So I’d do that for a while, & use the opportunity to get the boy laid out on his back. (A bit uncomfortable if his hands are tied behind him, but that’s his fault, isn’t it?)

Once he’s on his back, a good boy just needs to bring his knees up, maybe wrap his legs around my waist. A naughty boy would have to be further restrained, of course. A good, sturdy spreader bar fastened just above the knees should do the trick. I don’t particularly like strapons for the first time around. I prefer a hand-held vibrator with a realistic shape. Having it in hand gives me better control, I find. The vibration isn’t always necessary, but quite useful for stubborn cases. The first thing I do with the vibe is slowly thrust it as deep as it will go. If my boy’s been stretching himself like he was told, the toy should go all the way. If it doesn’t, or if he tenses up too much, then a good spanking may be required to get things back on track. Once the vibe’s in good & deep, I like to leave it still for a few minutes. Give the boy some time to relax, build some more tension. If he’s very good, I might let him suck on my nipples in the interim. Then, once he’s just about gotten used to having something in his ass, I start moving. Slow strokes, at first. It’s all about finding the angle which best hits his prostate. Sometimes this can take a while, but it’s worth taking the time to figure out properly. If you just start banging away, sure, you’re going to hit the mark sometimes…But anything worth doing is worth doing correctly, & an anal orgasm comes from prostate stimulation. Once I’ve found the right spot, I’ll concentrate on that, & slowly build up some speed. The real key here is to use the edge of the head to sortof gently scrape across the prostate with each thrust. I like to thrust in hard & pull out more slowly. By now, his cock is probably hard, bouncing uselessly on his belly. I love the sight of it.

Eventually, I may have to turn the vibrating motor on. If that’s the case, I’ll press it hard against the prostate, & then thrust more shallowly. With all this lead up, there’s basically no way that can fail to elicit an orgasm. It doesn’t always result in proper ejaculation, though. Sometimes you’ll get a dry orgasm instead. That’s always surprising for the boy, but I’m not deterred. I’ll just keep at it until I get what I’m after. Depending on my mood, I might not even stop then. Overstimulation is such a cute look, & a vibe up the ass is a great way to achieve it.

By the time I’m finished, even a naughty boy will certainly have done well enough to deserve a treat & cuddles. (◠‿◠✿)

Look sis, I have no idea what you mean, I bet you he is hard as a rock now, got to treat them right, want me to make him cream himself in his pants?

Goals 😶🖤

This is one of the latest batch from Barscubed. The one I really want to post shows a Lady peeing in a male's mouth, but on past experience, Tumblr won't let me post it publically. Please take a look on Deviant Art.

Apart from the last paragraph, much of the above could be taken from my relationship with Mistress N. She often chooses for me in restaurants and she is the sole wage-earner, though I have my own income and I am not financially dependent on her. She does have more income and capital than I do, however; and she owns a slave.

If you saw her earlier post, you will know that she has messaged me today. She has decided to repeat a device she implemented before when I was alone and she was with her boyfriend (before he was officially that): hourly performance of my worship ritual until she releases me by text.

I'm actually very happy to do it. It raises my spirits to know what she is thinking of me while she is with him. Of course, she no doubt also wishes me to think of her being with him and compare my day with theirs; to make me feel the wide gulf between us and her ownership of me.

That's okay. I know it. I want to feel it. I am grateful for her consideration.

Presentation Report

i was woken up in the middle of the night by thee bedroom door slammed open, lights switched on and the bedsheet torn away from me.

i was lying on the bed naked, facing the Baroness standing in front of the bed, still dressed in her business attire, now throwing the leather hood on the bed and commanding: „Put it on, then up and have a seat on your throne“

I was too startled to think twice or offer resistance, even to starting an argument.

When i had placed myself on the „chair“ she immediately started restraining my arms. I heard someone giggle and chatting from downstairs and my first panicky reaction was to jump off the chair. But my arms were already secured and there was no chance to escape anymore. She then pulled the strings of the leather hood tight, attatches the blindfold and gagged me. Because of the tightened hood i was semi deaf now as the effect was that i heard my own breathing rather loud. I had to hold the breath to hear better, but even then i heard my heart beat very loud.

After my legs were restrained widely spread I heard that they were coming up the stairs. They still were chatting and giggling. A female and a male voice. They sounded somehow upset, like people on a rollicking party but as soon as they entered the bedroom they were silent. I held my breath to listen, but nobody said anything.

Then I heard the female voice: „Well ...  hm.... ah .... now ... this is not a gynecological chair ... a gyn chair appears to be comfortable compared with this one.“

For a few seconds there was silence again then they were laughing.

I recognized that the three of them had a conversation but i could not understand what they were talking about as i was breathing heavily and not able to hold my breath.

i snatched some fragments of their conversation and realized they were discussing about the ring that locked my cock. It seemed they did not believe that the ring prevented me from ejaculating. I felt a hand touching and examining the ring. I tried to escape the touch but the way i was restrained i was only able to wind and writhe a maximum of a few inches. “Does he expect a handjob now?” i heard the male voice ask and immediately i froze in movement. But now my shaft startet to erect. i was not able to prevent it. 

Then i was nearly deaf because i was heavily breathing, panting like after a sprint.

They did not touch me anymore but still were talking. My shaft now hard and fully erect.

“Oh my ... this looks nice” i heard the female voice say. Then my breathing again.

i felt like an animal in the zoo.

It took me a while to calm myself down, to control my breath and then i heard my Owner say: “Lets have a drink now,” and after a few seconds “Coming? He isn’t going anywhere.”

Then i was alone.

i realized that my body was trembling, i felt the urge to pee and my breathing got out of control again. i was nearly panicking and i had to gain control over myself again.

Suddenly it came to my mind that i had heard the word „ milked“ when they were talking before. my breath got wild now. She was not going to this in front of spectators! NO! NEVER! Get me off this thing! Please! I can’t bear it! I’ll do anything! Anything! Please! Get me down off this thing!

My body started writhing and shaking as i desperately tried to find some way off this chair. My throne. The slave throne as she called it.

I was still writhing and winding when i heard them laugh. They had returned. Immediately i froze my movements and lay still on the chair. Getting hard again. I heard them giggle and chatting but could not understand the words.

Then someone spit on my anus and moments later, the tip of a vibrator was slightly pressed against my anus. My shaft was so hard now that the ring startet to cause an uncomfortable feeling. „Pain of Desire“ like my Owner calls it.

i stopped breathing. Then the vibrator was taken away, another spit on my anus and i felt a finger there. The finger gave pressure on my sphincter and when my sphincter gave way and the finger entered my anus i loudly moaned into the gag. 

„Oh well, he is very tight“ i heard the female voice say.

Then another hand grabbed my shaft and started stroking is. After a while the stroking stopped, someone spit on my shaft and then the stroking continued. i heard the male voice say: „This is amazing. Like you said. The foreskin does not move. It is all so pumped up because of the ring. Does he feel anything then?“

The stroking continued and the finger slightly moved up and down. They were silent now. Watching in anticipation?

After a while the inevitable happened. My shaft started spasming like it does whith an orgasm but there was no ejaculation. 

The finger was drawn out of me, the hand released my shaft and they were silent while they most likely were watching me presenting an NOrgasm to them.

i was moaning while my shaft started spasming like it does when i have an orgasm.

But nothing else that happened. i was not able to ejaculate or have any release because the ring is so tight. The pleasure feeling of an Orgasm was totally missing, instead a feeling that is hard to explain, like phantom pain, like imagining the feeling that should be there.

But the shaft stays hard after a NOrgasm and they say this way i can be perfectly used as a human dildo, being ready to use for as long as the Lady deserves.

When my shaft stopped spasming it still was hard and erect.

i heard them giggle and laugh and talk and was grateful to wear the hood as it made sure they could not see the tears running down from my eyes. i was sobbing now. „Well“ i heard the female voice say „there must be a kind of sensation for him. Look at his body and listen how he is moaning with pleasure.“

They stayed in the room for a long time, chatting and laughing from time to time. 

Some time i realized that i was alone again. They had left.

i tried to calm my self down and relax. 

A few minutes later my Owner came and unfastened my restraints.

„You stay naked until 8 o’clock“ she said. I heard her leave the room, then, moments later, i heard her close the front door.

I took of the hood. The alarm clock showed 5.47 am.

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