Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Today's edge

I ran accross this on a blog here http://msscarletuk.wordpress.com/2013/11/26/the-big-6-o/

The Big 6 O's

Posted on November 26, 2013by msscarlet9015

I know I keep reporting the same routine for some of my favourite days, but I just love the routine! So why change it at the moment? Apologies if it is boring.

Sunday started with bitch-boy in his pink shortened maid’s outfit which comes down only to his hips. (He had been in his chastity device for two weeks without release or removal so very frustrated and emasculated. I allowed the device to be taken off for a supervised genital shave and shower.) I had him do some chores and make me my lunch. He had none. During this time, I had to cane him twice. Each time I had him kneel on the floor, forehead resting on the floor and hands bound behind his back. After the first half a dozen strokes are over I love to continue with hard strokes at one second intervals and take pleasure in how the begging and apologies become more and more desperate and poignant. ‘Oh, oh, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, please, please, please, I’m sorry oh, oh I am really sorry Mistress, please, please, I am so sorry, please……..’ etc. etc.   I had to be licked to orgasm after each caning.

After lunch I spent 45 minutes playing with his boy’s bits while watching a foreign language subtitled TV program I had recorded.

Then it was time for some extended total sensory deprivation bondage on the BDSM bed with the gynecological stirrups. He was in the bondage for over 4 hours. I visited him about 6 times and I have never been so mean with nipple clips, and with ruler and Deep Heat to that vulnerable tube of flesh between his legs, which just kept getting all stiff and hard – just begging me to abuse it! I had 6 orgasms in all on Sunday and they were all massive! There is no doubt the intensity is directly proportional to how mean I am, which is bad news for bitch-boy – and he probably noticed while he sobbed with pain while listening to me bring myself off. (He can just about hear my climactic screams, despite the silicone ear plugs and ear defenders.)
I was feeling so good and relaxed by the end that after a long session of ruler smacking and edging, I allowed him to cum at my skilled hands. Oh my! How he needed that! Going by the explosion and emotional sobbing.
I decided on a few more Christmas presents for him while he was secured – he will not like them though. But he had better feign gratitude!

Ask me dirty questions

Monday, January 27, 2014

Tried to edge - but couldn't

This morning, I was reading a post from a site I have read occasionally over the last 15 years.  It's one that guided some of my thoughts on submission, especially feminization.  She explains how she got into feminizing boys, and she had some parallels that are very close to mine.  While I was reading I was trying to edge to the article.  As I stroked my cock trying to get it hard, I started leaking. I was a mile from the edge, but the minor arousal had my prostate pumping out fluid.  I stopped, cleaned up the small mess and tried again.  By the time I got fully hard, I was leaking a larger amount, but I was still miles form an edge.  I think the tank is full so to speak.  To avoid any larger mess, I stopped attempting to edge and put it back in my pants.  I have never been a big pre-cum'er but I certainly was today.  Here is the full post http://akashaweb.com/updates/FFemwhyfree.html and some excerpts that spoke to me.

As a budding sadist, those first tender moments of honest, vulnerable male resistance were like crack cocaine. The innocent, pleading eyes. The fear of what it would turn him into. Just innocent teenagers, a boy could be easily persuaded to go along with something if it meant more kissing, or, simply, to make me happy. What boy didn’t want to be desired?

My later teenager years saw my sexuality shaped by erotically suggestive moments in two distinct groups: The totally new-romantic androgynous “pretty boy,” and the conservative bookworm and/or jock who only endured things like eyeliner or lipgloss behind closed doors. For me. And to endure these things made him feel shy, vulnerable, objectified. I was infatuated with one thing: Surrender.

Masculine men who are uncomfortable about appearing vulnerable make for very exciting feminization prey. I was totally intoxicated by the willingness of a man to explore androgyny (behind closed doors), and the inevitable embarrassment when the androgyny aroused him, despite his best efforts. It immediately put me in a position of power, because he was lost and not in control of his own sexual reactions. And, plus, I found androgyny to be incredibly sexy.


That’s when I learned that a pair of women’s panties was the ultimate tool for making a man squirm. Of course, at the same time, in my bondage exploits, I was learning that a pair of panties was also the most devious and effective impromptu gag, or could be used in a variety of tortures related to teasing and denial.

Monday, January 20, 2014

Today's Unplanned Edge

It's been awhile since I have edged.  I had no intention of edging, but I saw a few updated posts from a blog I have mentioned before.  I hadn't planned on edging, but the first few paragraphs had me hard as could be.  Within a few strokes I had a bit of pre-cum bubbling out of my cock and I wasn't even close to the edge.     The story wasn't too long and I hate the drawings, but I was quickly to the edge.  I only ready one post and am saving the others for another day.  This story was hot, and would push me up against my mental limits so quick it would make my head spin.  Here is the link.

http://strictjuliespanks.blogspot.com/2014/01/david-got-fucked.html?zx=c8d7e83e51b67ce1

Friday, January 3, 2014

Hot Story From Another Blog.

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Thoughts on feminization.

There used to be a blog from a dominant woman named Ms Marie.  My Mistress and I looked forward to her posts and really liked their dynamic.  Sadly she pulled her blog down.  There is another blog that reminds me of her and I have referenced several of her posts here before.

The post I link to is about Forced Feminization and why a woman might like it as well as it;s effect on men.  The link is here.  Some quotes that spoke to me are below.  http://strictjuliespanks.blogspot.com/2013/12/forced-feminization-for-hubby.html?zx=9bde5ab7ba970b46

I love to force david into feminine attire as well, especially bras, panties, stockings, and garter belts. david does not enjoy me dressing him up like this, but he does crave the humiliation of being made to dress like this.

But I especially enjoy belt whipping him when he is dressed like this. I'll lay him face down and pull his panties down to where I can still see them banded around his thighs. The garter belt and stockings frame the target perfectly.



Followed by a nice uncomfortable timeout with a wig and big dangling breast forms to teach you your place.




This video is kind of what I was thinking of with my humiliation post yesterday.  Too bad that's glass and not a mirror.




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Edging and Post Orgasm Torture

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Thursday, January 2, 2014

It's been a while...

It's been a while since I have posted.  The holidays, work, travel, etc. has made it hard to keep up.  Although I haven't been keeping updated it doesn't mean that my mind hasn't been busy with naughtiness.

I still wear a nighty to bed every night.  I'm not 100% sure if Mistress still wants me doing it as she hasn't said much about it, but I will do it until she tells me otherwise.  It may be hard to believe, but it's still a mind fuck every single day I wear it.  It's probably more of a mind fuck since she doesn't say anything.  I feel like a sissy little bitch wearing it without being told to do so.  I get humiliated wearing it when she hasn't told me to for so long.  While getting orders directly is hot, I am finding having standing orders that are to be followed no matter what, more indicative of a being a "slave".

I have been having chastity fantasies a lot lately, but my fantasies would be hard to maintain in real life.  I imagine being locked up, but Mistress and I being a lot more active in the bedroom.  I fantasize my cock locked up while Mistress does her best to torment me.  Almost every night something would happen.  Some nights I would have to put on the strap-on and fuck her while my cock swings uselessly in its cage.  Other nights Mistress would give herself orgasms while I lay next to her.  I might be tied to the bed while Mistress uses the hitachi on the chastity device edging me without unlocking me. Other times she would fuck me in the ass while I was locked or she would make me fuck myself while she watched.  All of this sounds great, but I am such a high maintenance, whiny, needy little bitch when I am in chastity.  It's hard for me mentally thinking about my cock 24/7 when I am locked up so I need a lot more attention than normal.

Today Mistress gave me the following orders...
  • Wear something feminine all day today...while you work out, all pink.
  • Plug yourself for at least 3 hours
  • Paint your fingernails with clear polish
  • Don't forget my nail Appt
Here is the 1st item.  Notice my new pink shoes for working out.



















Lastly, I have been fantasizing about Mistress humiliating me.  She would make me dress en femme or write all over my body, or take videos of me sucking dildos or violating my ass.  She would smear cum all over my face and make me post a picture of it on fetlife.  She would get me drunk or drugged and promise to do nasty things and then make me do them to earn bondage time.  She would tie me down, make me cum in her and then let it drip all over my face.  She would torture my nipples.  She would make me be dressed in femme or in fetish clothes when she comes home from work.  My mind is racing quite a bit now so I will stop before I say too much.