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Punishing Scott's Balls

byRobert_Anthony©

This story features Femdom and CBT along with some elements of forced bi fantasy, if this turns you off then this story may not be for you!

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Emma smiled at herself in the dressing table mirror, her blood red lipstick making her reflection look oddly unfamiliar. Emma never wore red lipstick, except when she was playing the role of her husband's Mistress, which was probably why it had such a marked effect on him. Scott loved to see Emma with red lipstick, partly because he subconsciously connected the colour with his own much-anticipated submission, while for Emma it was part of the 'costume' she put on when she wanted to assume the role of her husband's domme.

Emma stood and turned to admire herself in the full length mirror on the wall opposite her dressing table. The cupless PVC basque she had decided to wear was one of Scott's favourites, and she knew he would appreciate her wearing it for him. Emma's smallish breasts fitted her athletic frame perfectly, and Scott appreciated seeing them whenever she allowed him to. She wondered if he would have the same appreciation for everything she was planning to do to him tonight.

A pair of expensive lacy panties and fine, black fishnet stockings completed Emma's outfit and as she looked at herself in the mirror she couldn't help but slide her hand inside her underwear and then her middle finger between her freshly shaved pussy lips. She was soaking wet already, just thinking about what she was going to do to her submissive husband.

As her wet fingertip found her clit she let out a sharp breath and closed her eyes, she needed to cum so badly, but while she could easily have brought herself off, she knew that she would cum so much harder if she had the patience to wait just a little while longer. Emma had been fidgeting all day as she played out the evening in her head over and over again and now she was getting a little desperate for her release.

The idea of Emma being 'desperate' to cum would no doubt have amused Scott. It had been almost seven weeks since Emma had last allowed him to cum, a memorable occasion for Scott as he had been granted the rare treat of pumping his creamy load into her delicious pussy. Knowing that he would be expected to clean his Mistress's pussy only added to the experience for Scott and once he had finished cumming inside her, Emma had ordered him onto his back and straddled his face. With Scott's cum already dripping from inside her, Emma ground her wet, slippery pussy against his lips and tongue until she exploded violently, leaving his face drenched in sweat, his cum and her juices.

Now he was tied down to their bed, waiting for her to reveal the special treat she had been promising for days. He had no idea what she had in store for him, but he hoped that it would include the opportunity to worship Emma's gorgeous asshole with his tongue. Scott adored licking Emma's ass and just thinking about it made his thick cock swell against his thigh.

Scott licked his dry lips and heard footsteps approaching and then the unmistakeable creak of the bedroom door opening. He turned his head to see his gorgeous Mistress all dressed up for him, his cock twitching as he drank in the sight of her naked breasts contrasting with the black PVC of her basque, while her red lipstick emphasised her transition from wife to Mistress.

Emma walked up the side of the bed, admiring Scott's taut physique. He had been a little shabby when they had met, but she had soon whipped him into shape. Now he spent almost as much time at the gym as she did and his diet was much improved, though he was still reluctant to ditch the beer completely.

Despite looking very feminine, with her long blond hair tied into a wild pony-tail, when Scott first saw Emma she was beating three barrels out of a punch bag. He watched her for a while, feeling his cock swell slightly as he admired her well defined, lightly tanned legs, her high cut shorts offering just a glimpse of the curve of her ass. Scott found her athletic, slightly muscular form incredibly erotic and he was unable to look away until she turned his way and he became suddenly self-conscious and quickly returned to his free weights, picking up one that was slightly too heavy for him but struggling on in case she was now watching him.

Back then he was the kind of guy who turned up at the gym once a fortnight, did just enough to convince himself he wasn't wasting his money, showered and went straight to the pub. But in the weeks after seeing her for the first time, Scott found himself spending many evenings at the gym, hoping to catch her there again.

The next time Scott caught sight of her he managed to pluck up the courage to talk to her, but it took a couple of months, and many hours of hard work with the weights before he managed to secure a first date. By that time he was spending a lot of time at the gym and the results were beginning to show, and of course once Emma got hold of him and gave him the right kind of encouragement, things really stepped up a gear.

The Femdom side of their relationship blossomed from a conversation they had one day when Emma asked if Scott thought she was getting too muscular. Scott reassured her that she still looked feminine and added that he had always found 'powerful' looking women attractive. Emma thought it interesting that he used the word 'powerful' rather than perhaps 'athletic' and she began to wonder if he was trying to tell her something...

She made a joke about him fancying Russian shot-putters, and Scott thought that was the end of it, but later that night Emma started teasing Scott about wanting a woman who could dominate him while she was giving him a handjob... and it didn't escape her notice that the more she talked about dominating him the harder his cock (and his breathing) became.

"Is that what you really want Scott," she whispered as she stroked him hard. "You want me to dominate you...?"

Scott didn't even manage to get a single word out before his cock exploded in her hand, laces of cum spurting impressively as she milked every last ounce of spunk from his churning balls.

"I'll take that as a yes," she smirked.

And so began a rewarding, but sometimes difficult journey to where they were now. Married for four years, and still exploring and pushing their Femdom relationship to new heights, Scott was now forbidden to cum without Emma's express permission. As yet they hadn't decided whether or not to fully embrace the chastity lifestyle by purchasing a device. Emma was keen on the idea of having the key to her husband's cock around her neck, but at the same time she liked to feel his throbbing cock press against her at night. Sometimes Emma would fall asleep with her hand wrapped around Scott's cock, simply holding it while her husband's whimpers of frustration accompanied her into a deep and peaceful sleep.

Scott too was undecided. On the one hand he really loved the idea of being locked, and having his pleasure completely under Emma's control. He could see that the experience of having his cock totally off-limits would make the times when he was released much more intense, but at the same time, while he was forbidden to cum without permission, he was still free to stroke his cock whenever he wanted and the thought of giving that up completely was hard for him to accept.

- - -

A breath escaped Scott's lips as he felt Emma's hand slide gently up from just above his knee to the top of his thigh and rest there, just a few inches from his rapidly swelling cock.

"You look beautiful Mistress," whispered Scott.

Emma did not reply immediately, but allowed a slight smile to cross her lips for a brief moment.

"I hope you still find me beautiful when I've finished with you slave... I've been promising you something special and I don't think you're going to forget this in a hurry."

Emma traced a finger across to the base of his shaft, letting it ride over the rubber ring that was encircling his cock and balls and up his rapidly hardening length. She circled the tip, then allowed her hand to fall between Scott's thighs and slid her fingers around his tight ball-sack until they were surrounding the two orbs the way you might hold an apple. She applied a little pressure and watched, amused as Scott's cock jerked violently upwards.

"You like it when I squeeze your balls like that don't you slave?"

"Yes Mistress," Scott breathed.

"Would you like me to squeeze them harder slave?"

"If... if it pleases you Mistress."

Emma smiled at the answer, knowing Scott's predilection for Female dominance and CBT fantasies and wondered just how far she could push him before he used his safe-word. She bent down so that her face was right next to Scott's, close enough that she could almost kiss him full on the lips if she wanted to, and whispered...

"I am so fucking wet right now, thinking about what I'm going to do to you. I think I could cum in a minute flat if I wanted to."

Scott groaned and his cock twitched eagerly, desperate for attention, but Emma's fingers remained fixed around his full, swollen balls, squeezing periodically. Then Emma turned and dragged her tongue across his chest until it found his left nipple. She flicked it twice and then gently bit it, increasing the pressure slowly until Scott winced in pain. She let go and then leaned across his torso so that she could repeat the same move on his other nipple.

"I bet you could too..." she teased, knowingly.

Scott's cock was rock hard now, straining for attention, while Emma pulled his balls downwards, making his cock even harder as the skin was pulled tighter and tighter. He felt her move lower and then the warmth of her mouth as it gently closed around his cock and sucked him inside. Emma forced her head down onto his meat, taking as much of his cock inside her mouth as she could, greedily devouring the taste of his thick, hard shaft and just the slightest hint of precum. Emma loved the taste of a hard, throbbing cock in her mouth, and if it was denied and desperate then so much the better.

Scott grunted and tensed against his bonds anew as Emma pulled even harder on his balls, stretching the skin ready for the next stage of tonight's fun. Her free hand was back between her legs as she sucked him, massaging her pussy as she brought herself closer and closer to climax. She continued sucking Scott's cock, using her tongue on the sensitive spot under the head until she felt him getting close to the edge, then stopped.

Scott felt the cool air hitting his cock as it was released from between her lips and seconds later Emma had mounted the bed and straddled his face. She was still wearing her expensive lacy panties and Scott could smell her beautiful pussy as she ground it against his nose, lips and chin. Unable to wait any longer, Emma reached down and pulled her underwear aside, then pressed her pussy back down against Scott's face and eager tongue.

She was soaking wet and Scott knew this was no time for subtlety. He flicked her clit with his tongue as hard and fast as he could manage and after a few seconds Emma's tight body shook violently against him as she experienced a massive, mind-blowing orgasm.

"That... was fucking incredible," she gasped as she kissed Scott, enjoying the taste of her pussy on his lips and leaving a trace of red behind as she slid further down his body until her sodden pussy was just inches away from Scott's aching prick.

After a few moments to catch her breath, Emma slid down a little further until her slick pussy was just touching the tip of Scott's cock.

"How badly do you want to fuck me right now?"

Scott exhaled loudly as he pictured in his mind the image of his poor throbbing stalk sliding between Emma's wet, silky smooth pussy lips.

"I want it so much, you have no idea Mistress..." he almost croaked.

"Poor slave, so close... I bet you can feel the warmth of my hot, wet pussy through my panties can't you. Does that frustrate you? Well, that's the idea isn't it. Maybe I'll let you have just a little bit more..."

Emma reached between her legs, moved her underwear aside a second time and then fed just the tip of Scott's throbbing cock inside her and stopped again. She smiled as she felt him try to push up inside her but lifted herself up just enough to keep him exactly where she wanted him. Scott held his midsection up as high as he could for as long as he could, but eventually he had to let it drop and give up the scant couple of inches of velvet pussy that Emma had allowed him. He grunted in frustration as his cock fell back against his stomach.

"Oh slave, you are so very bad. You should have waited, shouldn't you? I was going to ride your lovely hard cock... but now I'm going to have to punish you instead."

Emma slipped off the bed and opened a drawer in the bedside table. She took out a device constructed of Perspex, with two rods running in parallel with a small plate of the clear plastic material fastened together with threaded rods and wingnuts.

"As you made me cum so nicely, I was going to allow you to lick my ass... and if you'd done that particularly nicely I might even have let you jerk off on it. But now... well, now you're going to have to earn your treat all over again, and that's not going to be easy..."

Emma held the device up so that Scott could see it clearly.

"Do you know what this is slave?"

Scott gave an audible intake of breath as saw the device and realised what it meant.

"Yes Mistress, I've... I've seen one before... in a video."

"Good, then at least you have some idea of what to expect," her voice trembled with excitement as she spoke, clearly very turned on at the thought of hurting her husband's balls for her own amusement.

She dragged her nails up the underside of Scott's prick before slapping it hard several times. Scott grunted with each harsh slap, and then looked down as Emma circled his balls with her thumb and forefinger. She pulled steadily on the sack, stretching the skin again before feeding his balls one at a time between the Perspex rods and then tightening the wingnuts so that his balls were firmly held between the rods and the main plate.

"I know how badly you want to worship my beautiful ass, which is why I haven't allowed you to do it for the last few weeks. I wanted to make sure you were really, really desperate... you are desperate to worship my beautiful asshole aren't you slave?"

"Yes Mistress, I want it so bad..."

"I'm pleased to hear it slave, I love that you want it so bad. Especially since that means you'll be more than willing to really work for it."

Emma pressed a fingernail into one of Scott's tightly held balls and smiled as he winced quietly.

"These poor balls are so swollen and full aren't they? Remind me slave, how long is it since you were given the honour of filling my beautiful pussy with cum and licking it clean?"

"Forty seven days Mistress," Scott replied, briefly reliving the memory in his head.

"You loved that didn't you, you love licking my pussy when it's full of your cum, isn't that right slave?"

"I love licking your pussy at any time Mistress," Scott corrected.

"Yes, I know slave, you adore my pussy don't you, my beautiful silky smooth pussy... but it's extra special when it's full of cum isn't it?"

"Yes Mistress," breathed Scott.

Emma slipped her fingers inside her drenched pussy again, making sure that they were well coated with her juices. She moved up the bed and slipped her fingers into his mouth, then bent down so that she could whisper into his ear.

"Hmm, that's it slave, swallow that gorgeous juice... I know it's not the same as cleaning a nice load out of me, but you still love it don't you..."

"Yes Mistress, you always taste wonderful, especially when you've just cum."

"That's good slave, but I wonder... I know you love the thought of licking my pussy when it's full of hot, creamy cum... but do you sometimes fantasize that it's someone else's cum slave? Do you fantasize that I let someone else fuck my beautiful pussy and fill it with cum? Maybe someone with a bigger cock than yours, who really stretches my pussy out and leaves me absolutely dripping with cum...?"

Emma didn't need to look at her husband to know that Scott's eyes would be closed as he wrestled internally with his feelings regarding this particular fantasy. Emma knew that Scott, while monogamous to a fault, couldn't help but get turned on by his cuckolding fantasies, especially when she pushed his buttons just the right way. She continued...

"Do you fantasize that after you've watched him fuck me hard, with my legs up over his shoulders so that he can really pound me into the bed... that after he's emptied his big, heavy balls inside me he pulls out to leave me with my legs spread wide open, my pussy already leaking as I call to you to crawl on your hands and knees across the floor to lick me clean?"

Scott could barely reply, such was the humiliation of his own fantasy being used against him.

"Don't worry slave, I know your fantasies... but I still want to hear you say it."

"Yes Mistress."

"Yes what, slave."

"Yes, I... I fantasize about cleaning another man's cum out of your pussy, Mistress."

"And what else slave?"

"I... I fantasize about you ordering me to... to clean his cock afterwards, Mistress."

Emma smiled to herself as she observed Scott's hesitation.

"And how do I order you to clean his cock slave?"

"With... with my mouth Mistress."

"That's right slave, you suck his cock clean for me don't you slave?"

"Yes Mistress."

Scott could feel his face burning red with shame, but his cock betrayed his obvious arousal, constantly twitching and pulling against the device imprisoning his balls.

"Say it slave, I want to hear it from your own lips. And open your eyes too, don't you want to look at your beautiful Mistress anymore?"

"Please Mistress... you know it's not..."

Emma dragged her fingernails up the underside of Scott's cock again before digging them hard into the engorged meat. Scott let out a groan as her nails tormented his sensitive flesh without mercy.

"Just say it!" spat Emma.

"Yes Mistress, I... I suck his cock clean for you."

"See... that wasn't so hard was it?"

"No Mistress..." winced Scott as he felt Emma's nails release his cock, red lines remaining on his skin where her long fingernails had dug into his tender flesh.

"It's so cute, watching you struggle with your fantasies. Who knows, maybe one day they won't just be fantasies any more, and then it really will be fun to watch you struggle."

Scott closed his eyes again, he could feel his lip trembling as the conflicting emotions built within his body.

"I know that would be hard for you slave, but I know, if that was what I truly wanted you'd obey me... wouldn't you slave?"

"Yes Mistress," said Scott quietly with a noticeable tremble in his voice.

Emma's pussy was utterly soaked now, the thought of Scott sucking another man's cum out of her and then cleaning his cock for her made her want to cum again. She climbed onto the bed and then stood by Scott's side, she slowly worked her panties down her legs and then stepped out of them as he watched. She bent forward and hooked them up with one finger and laid them across Scott's face. He breathed in the scent of her wet pussy from the sodden material and felt his cock flex once again.

"Oh yes, you like that don't you... I think next time I fuck your ass I'm going to roll my panties up into a ball and stuff them in your mouth... just think about that. How humiliating, to be fucked by a girl with a big strap-on cock while you breathe through her soaking wet panties. That makes your cock soooo hard doesn't it?"

Scott could only murmur his agreement as Emma bent down and gently stroked his rock hard shaft, prompting a groan of appreciation from Scott.

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