I have slave Flash bound to a chair, hooded, his legs wide apart with his cock and balls fully available to Me. It is not surprising that he seems a little nervous for, as I stand over him, My beauty and My lingerie weaken his resistance. I enjoy watching slave Flash in torment and trembling with desperation. My gloved hands roam freely over the sub, teasing past his groin as the slave listens intently to Me. My beauty affects slave Flash deeply; he apologises for the obvious wetness of his cock. Another slave unable to control himself, leaking for My stockings, My short skirt, My cleavage. All totally understandable and a weakness that I will take advantage of. I acknowledge that slave Flash is with Me “on loan” and therefore two dominant Females will take pleasure in his predicament. All the while I stroke the sub’s cock into stiffness, a solid reminder of his lust and selfish need. Next I remind the slave of his position; I grip his balls tightly, causing the sub to sigh as I turn up the pressure. I apply My vicelike hold on the heavy, bulging, spheres. As I keep the tension, slave Flash groans and the veins stand out on his blue balls. I promise to leave those balls feeling painful, sore and frustrated today. I grip the slave’s neck, I place a stockinged knee on slave Flash’s leg and I continue to increase his understanding of My power. The sub trembles and shivers with fear and I confirm “It will never stop!” Now I stimulate the swollen member, My gloved fingers swiftly bring slave Flash to the edge. I release his cock and it rocks up and down, in time with his head rocking back. I laugh at him, firmly under My control. “No time at all!” I note, humiliating the slave for his inability to sustain himself under My manipulation. I have his cock dancing firmly to My tune. The sub swallows, his throat dry, as he nervously hopes for My fingers to return and tease his cock. I squeeze his dick hard and he moans loudly, then I restart the torment of his rigid, desperate cock. The sub breathes deeply now, relieved to be suffering under the attention that he hoped for. I have slave Flash’s head oscillating now, as I operate him like a machine. Each touch of his cock causes the sub to move deeper into submission. The jerking continues – slave Flash’s uncoordinated lurching and wobbling that is! I continue the edging, taking the frustration and multiplying it until slave Flash groans deeply. “Are you close to cumming, or close to tapping out?” I demand. Of course, the sub has no way out, he needs this and slave Flash admits that he is close to the release that he seeks. That is ideal, it allows Me another deep squeeze of the sub’s reddened, swollen nuts. The engorged cock seesaws about while I squash slave Flash’s clockweights for fun. Now I take those balls in one hand, pulling them roughly and away from the sub’s body. Meanwhile My other hand strokes the cock, adding the strict excitement that the sub cannot resist. The combination of cruel teasing and suffering has slave Flash tense, struggling. In a flash (!) the slave is begging Me “Please Miss!” for release. As if: I take away the pleasure and isolate the cock in mid-air, useless, a rigid rod of ignored inflexibility. I continue to alternate the teasing with denial and slave Flash looks at his cock in disbelief. How can anything feel this good and yet be so unrelentingly, frustratingly, pained? Again, he begs “Please Miss” and he pants heavily as I pass judgement “No!” I look into the sub’s eyes, finding the feelings that I control before, at a touch of My fingers, slave Flash is unable to hold My stare. I send the sub back into paroxysms of expectant joy, his cock being stroked as his balls ping up and down, hoping to spurt all over the room. We pass through half a dozen denials with the slave just managing to hold back the seemingly inevitable flow. Such a good boy for Me, still seeking his prize, but only at My whim. Now slave Flash seems tired, breathing raggedly, his head so heavy on his shoulders, his muscles aching. But I am fresh, in command and dictating everything, stroking the sub’s cock cruelly. I grip the cock and crush, even as I stroke. The excitement is overbearing, slave Flash closes his eyes and begs again “Please Miss, can I cum?” and he is rejected firmly once more “No!” Such tension for the sub, such fun and enjoyment for Me, over and over again. Still slave Flash grows, his thick cock bouncing under My control. I use a variety of techniques, pressing My breasts against his face, My stockings rubbing against his legs and his cock throbbing in My hands. I let the sub think that he will come and deny him once more with laughter and renewed teasing. The sub is almost used up; he can barely hold his semen in place as I tantalize his organ. The slave’s begging is now non-stop, and I order slave Flash to “Cum for Me now!” There is a moment of quiet and then ropes of cum spurt forth, hooping out of the slave’s cock as he groans deeply and I laugh. The slave shakes and trembles as sticky gloop clings to his cock head and then falls to the floor. The cock continues to drip as the sub shows his desperate submission. The most painful, cruel, ruined orgasm is what slave Flash deserved. I leave him with a super-sensitive cock, still desperate for more, a lasting memory of My torment.
