Out of Your Hands Ch. 02

He looked a little embarrassed, then tried to say something but I spoke first...

"Don't try and deny it, it's too late for that."

He closed his eyes and looked like he wanted the bed to swallow him up.

"I'm not sure about that chastity thing though...but I like the idea. I guess it's not so different to when I put you on 'stop' a few days before our sessions. I mean you aren't supposed to touch your cock then either, although I bet you do, you've admitted before that you have....for all I know you could be doing it all the time and lying about it so that I don't paddle your ass."

I thought for a moment.

"What if you made me another card, and when I gave it to you that meant that you weren't allowed to touch your cock at all, except when you absolutely have to, for showering and stuff?"

"Okay..."

"But you have to promise to stick to it, just like you promised with the other one."

"I will."

"Hmm, you say that now...but I think we need some incentive. Because I'm not going to supervise you.....that's ridiculous. "

I thought for a minute and then continued.

"I still don't think either of us is ready to make this a 'lifestyle' as such, and I still want us to have normal sex. But I am prepared to extend my domination over you, as long as it's at my discretion."

"Whatever you say, I just want to make you happy..."

"I know you do."

I bent down and kissed him again.

"Okay, how about this...you make me another card, we'll call it the 'Chastity Card', and that means you aren't allowed to make yourself cum or even touch yourself unless I say so. However long that is..."

"Okay..." He smiled.

"But you also have to agree that if you disobey me, or if I even think you've disobeyed me, then you have to go into chastity for real."

He looked excited and nervous at the same time. I ran my fingers over his chest and pulled his right nipple up between two of my nails.

"Tomorrow, I want you to go on the internet and find out how much one of those things costs. Then I want you to write me a cheque for that amount, sign it but leave the date off. You can give it me when you've made the Chastity Card so I can keep them together."

His face was a picture.

"You wanted me to control your orgasms and I will, but if you cheat on me I'll cash the cheque and you'll wear it whenever I tell you. Won't you?"

He nodded.

"Of course you will. I don't even need to threaten you with anything, because I have the only thing that you love more than anything in the world. You couldn't bear to live without my gorgeous pussy could you?"

"No Mistress." He breathed.

"You fucking love my pussy don't you slave, I bet you can barely go five minutes without thinking about it can you? I bet you think about it when you wake up... when you go to sleep... when you're driving... when you're at college... when you're at work... you're thinking about it now aren't you, thinking about the way it looks, the way it smells, the way it tastes... you're desperate to taste it again aren't you slave... you can never get enough of it can you... even when it's full of cum you still want it, don't you?"

"Yes Mistress" he gasped.

"Beg me. Beg me to let you lick my pussy again."

"Please, please let me lick your pussy Mistress."

"Tell me how desperate you are, tell me how much you want to lick your cum out of me..."

"Oh God, I do...I want it so much, please....please let me taste it, please let me clean your beautiful cunt with my tongue."

I lifted myself up and felt his cock slip from me. I covered my oozing slit with my hand to hold his cum inside and moved quickly to straddle his face. His tongue plunged deep inside me, desperate to clean the sticky mess from my pussy.

"You love eating cum from my pussy don't you?" I asked as I looked down at his blissed out face. He responded by working his tongue inside me even further.

"I loved watching you lick your cum off my pussy earlier. It proves how much you love me, that you'd do that for me. I know it tastes much better from inside me. But sometimes I like to know that you'll suffer for me. You like suffering for me don't you slave?"

From between my legs I heard a muffled sound that I took to be 'Yes Mistress'.

"That's good slave, because you're going to be suffering a lot more in the future. And you're going to be eating a LOT more cum."

I rubbed my dripping cunt all over his face, coating it with our juices, using his nose to rub my clit, then I pulled away and leaned over the side of the bed. I opened the bedside table drawer and pulled out my glass dildo. I stood up and crouched above his chest and he watched intently as I slid the glass cock all the way into my soaking wet cunt. Moaning softly, I pulled it out and offered it to his mouth, the entire heavily ridged length smeared in more cum that was out of reach of his tongue. He obediently opened his mouth and sucked and licked the glass rod clean.

"That's it my little cumslut, get every drop of that precious spunk. One day you might be licking it off a real cock...you'd like that wouldn't you slave?"

"If it pleases you Mistress" he said, licking his cum from his lips.

I pushed the glass cock inside me another three times and each time I had him lick it clean. His continued compliance boosted my confidence still further and as he licked and sucked the dildo and I asked him if he had thought where this might lead:

"What if I like keeping you locked up slave, constantly on edge and desperate for release? What if I make you wear a cage all the time, only letting you out when I want to play with you? Didn't you tell me that my pleasure was more important than your own?"

"Yes Mistress..."

"What if I decided that even if I did let you out, I would take you to the edge over and over and then ruin every orgasm I did let you have...except, maybe on your birthday? Would you still worship and adore me?"

"Yes Mistress..." his voice was almost a croak.

"As long as I let you continue to be a slave to my beautiful pussy, eh slave?"

"Yes Mistress...thank you Mistress."

I couldn't help but smile as I removed the dildo from his mouth for the last time.

"I'm very pleased with you slave."

"Thank you Mistress."

After we cleaned up and settled down to sleep I remembered something very important. I turned over and snuggled up to my husband, my mouth close to his ear.

"Night baby, love you...."

"Love you too, that was so, so amazing. You are the best wife in the world!"

"Yes it was...."

Now it was my turn to pause, unsure how to say what I wanted to say.

"Umm, you know when you get that quote...."

"Yeah..."

"Make sure you include the 'Points of Intrigue*', won't you."

- - -

The next day I gave my wife the card as we had discussed, along with a quote for a CB-3000 (complete with 'Points of Intrigue' as requested), and a undated signed cheque for the amount in question. She thanked me with a very hot kiss and told me to be certain she would keep it safe. She looked at the card and read it to herself:

"By handing to you this card, Mistress Rose hereby binds you into chastity until such time as she sees fit to release you. Your cock and balls belong to Mistress Rose and you may not touch them without the Mistress' express permission. You will not cum until Mistress allows it."

There was a great photo of her printed on the card next to the text and on the reverse a photo of the CB-3000 and the 'Points of Intrigue' with the words 'Disobedience leads to ultimate denial' written underneath, I thought it was a good reminder of what to expect if I didn't live up to my promises.

"Perfect. You're so creative."

She kissed me again and rubbed my cock through my jeans, it was already getting hard.

- - -

The card had come back into my possession just a week later as we were due a 'formal' Femdom session. I had acted in accordance with my promises and for her part she had taken great delight in making it very hard for me indeed. I had never felt so teased, or seen her naked so often as I had in those four days. It was a massive effort to resist touching my cock, especially as every night when we went to bed she would rub her ass against it, or rub one finger lightly up and down it for a minute or so.

Come the end of the session I was ready to agree to just about anything she wanted me to do, I was just praying she was going to let me cum properly.

She told me to lay on the bed on my back and secured my ankles and wrists to the bedposts once more. My ass felt empty where she had just fucked it with her strap-on and the memory of the warm strap-on in my mouth was still fresh. I noticed she double checked the fastenings and wondered why she was so concerned, it's not like I'd ever tried to escape before. This should have set alarm bells ringing, but of course hindsight is always 20/20.

Mistress knelt on the bed between my legs and started jerking my cock, my balls aching for release as they swung repeatedly against the bottom of her fist. She bent down and took my swollen cock into her mouth. Then she moved up and kissed me on the mouth.

"You love the taste of cock on my mouth don't you slave?"

"Yes Mistress."

"I think it's high time you got to taste a real cock, don't you?"

"If it pleases you Mistress."

"Oh I think it will please me slave..." she smirked. "I definitely think it WILL."

Now I was nervous, now it was obvious why she was so concerned with my bonds.

"Look at your cock slave, it's rock hard. The thought of me watching you take a big hard cock in your mouth drives you crazy doesn't it slave?"

It was pointless to deny it.

"Yes Mistress."

"You know slave, I can't wait to watch you suck cock and eat another man's cum from my pussy after he's fucked me hard...."

She paused to let that sink in.

"...but sadly slave, it won't be today."

A huge sigh of relief escaped my throat, which Mistress couldn't fail to notice. She shook her head and reached over to the bedside table and retrieved the clothes pegs that had been removed not five minutes previously....

"You want these on again slave?"

"If it pleases you Mistress."

She clipped the two pegs onto my still sore nipples and I gritted my teeth until the initial pain subsided.

"You're not out of the woods yet slave. Even though I it won't be today, it won't be that much longer..."

I realised I was trembling slightly.

"...but let's not get ahead of ourselves."

She plucked the pegs off my nipples causing me to utter a sharp wince as the blood returned and the feeling came back.

Mistress moved back down to where my cock was straining upwards.

"So slave, do you remember that video you sent me?"

"Yes Mistress."

"Well, I'm sure you must have looked around that site a little bit....?"

"....I guess so Mistress."

"Huh... well I'm sure you remember there was another video on the very same page...with a Russian girl."

Oh shit, I knew exactly what she was talking about.

"Maybe Mistress."

"Maybe?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Really, so how come you didn't tell me about that video slave?"

"I....don't know Mistress."

"Oh come now slave, I thought you told me it was your duty to keep me informed of these things?"

"Yes Mistress."

"But you decided to keep that one to yourself, didn't you?"

"Yes Mistress."

"You know I'll have to punish you for that don't you?

"Yes Mistress."

"Very well."

Mistress began pumping my cock as she spoke.

"So....despite that little slip, and seeing as I am a truly benevolent Mistress, and seeing as you gave me such a magnificent orgasm earlier, I am going to let you cum......properly."

"Thank you Mistress." I truly meant it, though I knew there was surely worse to come.

"But, after that I will continue to jerk your cock....for one minute from when you stop cumming. Do you think you can handle that slave?"

"I have no idea Mistress." It was true, no man could inflict that on himself, so how could I possibly know. I only knew that Mistress sometimes unwittingly did that for just a few seconds when giving me handjobs, and that while it was very intense it was far better than stopping too soon. But a minute of it? That was going to be hell!

"Well slave, fortunately for you, I will allow you stop me at any time if you can't take it. However...if you truly wish to please me, then you will suffer the full minute... and as an added incentive... I will tell you now that your next three orgasms depend on how you perform. Is that clear?"

"Yes Mistress."

Mistress gripped my cock tighter and pumped my shaft hard.

"By the time I count to ten you will cum slave."

Mistress began her count and as usual I had to switch my brain from trying desperately not to cum (as I had been for the last hour) to desperately trying to cum before she finished counting. Fortunately I felt the first spurt of cum squeeze through my shaft at 'seven' and I bucked my hips as Mistress skilfully emptied my balls with her amazing fingers. But of course, Mistress wasn't stopping...

"One minute starts now slave" I heard, as she continued pumping my now sensitive cock hard and fast.

I flexed and writhed on the bed as she jerked my meat and then I felt Mistress' palm rubbing against the tip of my cock as she worked the whole length of my reddening shaft. I swore aloud, but Mistress continued regardless. I knew I couldn't take much more of this but the thought of losing my next three orgasms spurred me on. I gritted my teeth and remembered how the guy in the video had begged the Russian woman to stop, and how she laughed at his pleas. But my Mistress had told me I could stop her at any time, I just had to say so. My mind wrestled with the thought of sacrificing my next three orgasms versus the torture I was currently enduring, but after a few more seconds and despite the lubrication of my spunk all over her hands and my cock, I knew I was done.

"STOP! Please stop."

Mistress stopped almost immediately and checked the clock. I lay still on the bed, my cock still throbbing madly. Mistress moved up the bed and told me to lick her hand clean. I stuck out my tongue and the bitter taste of cum filled my mouth.

"Well slave, I'm slightly disappointed, but you did quite well I suppose, for a first time.... Sadly for you, you only managed to save one orgasm. Now if you could have held out for another seven seconds..."

So, that was it, I made thirty-three seconds...Fuck!

"...even so, I'm still very disappointed that I had to find that video for myself, so here's what I plan to do..."

I began to wonder what else she'd seen on the damn internet, God knows there was some really bad shit on there that I definitely didn't want her to see... It also occurred to me that maybe her earlier comments might have been prompted by her watching some cuckolding videos? Still, I had used those ideas in my own stories many time before. Even so, the thought of having to lick one or more loads of cum off of her body or out of her stretched out cunt made me shiver with nerves.

"Are you listening to me slave?" She asked sharply.

"Yes Mistress!"

She reached down and ran a nail along the length of my sore cock, eliciting an involuntary and rather nasal grunt from my throat.

"I said, I'm still rather disappointed in you...and so as a punishment for not showing me that other video, I have decided that the one orgasm you managed to salvage..."

Oh no, no, this wasn't happening.

"...must be taken before I untie you."

I wanted to cry, but I knew I brought this on myself and I had to suffer the consequences.

"You can stay here as long as you like slave, it's up to you."

I thought about it for a moment, but I knew in my heart that my cock was not going to be getting hard again anytime soon, and even if it did...

"Do you wish to forfeit your one good orgasm slave?"

I struggled to speak, unwilling to accept my fate. Mistress stood by, waiting impatiently.

"Well slave?"

"Yes...Mistress." I sighed, in utter defeat.

"I thought so" she said as she started untying me.

"You should thank me really, I had thought about making you wear the parachute and tying it to your big toes. Can you imagine how that would have felt when you came slave?"

"No Mistress."

Well I could but I didn't really want to!

"Better pray that you never have to find out slave..."

- - -

When I got out of the shower the next morning and went downstairs, I found a note from my wife next to the fridge.

'I hope you enjoyed the orgasm you had yesterday, because now you have two ruined ones to look forward to...and don't even think about touching MY cock...'

I picked up the small piece of paper and turned it over only to realise the chastity card I had returned to her just yesterday was underneath it and now back in my possession. I looked at the reverse of the note and it continued...

'...if you thought last week's teasing was bad, well...you'll see. Love you, R.'