She Says, He Says...

He: It's the thought and the anticipation that really do it ... clink, snap, ow, shit what next?

She: sounds like heaven to me

He: Damn this thing on my cock is really driving me nuts. You are not helping either.

She: Why aren't I helping?

He: Oh, come on, you know why, teasing me knowing I can't do anything

She: Mmmm, works for me

He: I bet it does, I bet you love the thought of me not being able to do anything while you torment me!

She: I do love the thought of it, knowing I have control of you and your erection definitely works for me. You on the floor, with me, standing over you.

He: Oh god, now there's a picture. Shit we have gone completely hard-core

She: The heel on my boots not so gently trampling your cock and balls.

He: Keep doing it...tell me what you want to do

She: Anything from oral teasing to verbal denial of what you're not going to be allowed to do

He: Shudders, the suspense

She: Being blindfolded you don't know what's going to happen and from who

He: Just the scent and the sound and the groaning and the suspense and the vulnerability

She: Knowing you can only do as your told and take whatever I give out

He: I can hear heels on floor coming towards me and swishing sound of crop

She: A whisper in your ear about who and what next

He: Oh god I'm going to burn in hell. This thing is getting tight and I am squirming from the knowledge that there is no release

She: Teasing you, telling you what I'm going to do, have you tell me out loud what you want

He: Am now in a genuine sweat and naked at your feet, begging you to take this off me

She: I'd be looking down at you, laughing at you suffering, listening to you beg only to tease you more so it hurts

He: I would be thanking you and begging some more

She: The more you begged the more pleased I would be, smiling as you grew harder and harder knowing it was me that was doing it

He: Thank you mistress, I am licking your boots

She: Say thank you louder! I want to hear it

He: THANK YOU Mistress

She: Better

He: Thank you Mistress

She: One boot would be there for you to worship the other one teasing your hardness, nudging you

He: I am responding to the nudge by getting harder and licking harder

She: Work hard or you will suffer even more

He: Anticipating it will become a kick if I fail to please, YES Mistress

She: I'm going to watch you work as hard as you can to worship me, my long nails trailing over your back as I lean forward and whisper painful promises into your ear

He: I am trying as hard as I can Mistress.

She: Then try harder, my nails flex into your back

He: I know it will not be enough whatever I do

She: Nothing you will do will be enough, you're just a weak male who knows no better

He: I know I am sorry Mistress, continues to worship boot, hoping to be allowed higher, but not daring to ask

She: Maybe an incentive might work, you may work to the knee but any higher and you know what will happen?

He: I will be punished Mistress?

She: Of course, the knee is your limit, just an inch and you will feel my displeasure

He: (Oh shit I am going to feel it anyway) keeps carefully to below knee and licks like crazy

She: Make those lick count I'm watching you

He: YES Mistress

She: Licks full length of boot, tongue now getting dry but dare not stop

She: I keep watching as you begin to struggle with your task, your discomfort doesn't bother me at all, I just use my nails a little harder when one of the licks isn't enough

He: Knows that any pause will result in immediate displeasure, continues but hopes that she will allow me more. Ow, her nails are sharp. It just adds to the sensation of being hers

She: make no mistake you are mine, mine to do with as I wish, to see you almost groveling on my boots, watching your cock getting harder and harder knowing that you can't do anything with it only suffer

He: God it's throbbing and I can't touch it

She: I drag my nails every so often to tease it, a flogger swishing over it, my nails teasing the head gently but with just enough pressure to have you beg me for release

He: Knows that to ask to be allowed to wank will be refused, but cock is throbbing omg please let me come

She: And you know as soon as you ask it will denied, continue with your task and don't stop till I say

He: Continues to lick boots, knowing that only way forward is to try to please her as much as possible and then maybe just maybe she will take pity

She: I suddenly swap boots for you to lick, the one released coming to rest on your back so I can use it to push you down further or use the heel to drag from your ass up your spine coming to rest on your neck

He: Feels heel dragging along spine, continues to lick, now in a world that only involves this action and nothing else, my skin warm and tingling, cock still throbbing and desperate for release (and it actually is)

She: I can see it throbbing, your begging amongst your worship tells me that it hurts to be that hard

He: Please Mistress let me come

She: Denied

He: Thank you Mistress

She: I move my heel from your neck and using the boot you were worshipping I kick you up and back, ordering you to lay on your back

He: Lies back quickly knowing that the impertinent request may have been unwise and shivers in anticipation

She: I know that you find me sexually arousing and I scratch my nails down your chest and asks you if you have an idea of what I'm going to do to you next?

He: NO Mistress (Anticipates it may not actually be pleasurable) Hopes Mistress was pleased with boot worship

She: Your attempt at boot worship was sufficient not the best but sufficient

He: Thank you Mistress (Realizes that sufficient is actually pretty good)

She: I sit astride your chest, a boot either side of your ribs. I reach over for a flogger made from long feathers and I trail them over the cock restraint, twirling them as they play with the head, bearing down on you as I feel you try to rise and buck

He: I can feel the heat of her thighs and her weight, I can feel the warm leather, I know the flogger may either tease or sting. It will be her choice. I sense her breathing and her full chest rising above but dare not look without permission

She: I turn slightly and let you watch as I slide 2 fingers into my mouth, intimating oral sex, then turning back and using the wet fingers to tease the flesh that is not covered by the restraint

He: Ahhhh the sensation is unbearable, exquisitely pleasurable yet the restraint is biting in and preventing anything more (and it is)

She: I can feel you so hot beneath me I know you want more, more of anything I deem you fit of receiving.

One of the ultimate fantasies a sub can have, being made to orally please his Mistress. But then as you know I'm not your standard Mistress. I am the one that can and will tease you to distraction

He: Oh god if she sits on my face I am going to die of pleasure. I know she will not. It is more than I could hope for

She: while not stopping my attention on your cock, I move backwards, lifting myself until I am positioned over your face. My leather skirt offering no cover over my ass. All you can see above you is pussy covered by the thin material of a thong

He: Oh god I can see her and smell her I can almost taste it in my mind, I can see a slight glisten of moisture on the thin material. My mind is racing between my eyes and my cock... I can smell the leather of her skirt

She: I sway myself above you before saying that I will be an inch from your mouth, if you touch me at all I will use my flogger on your cock so much you will not have an erection for weeks because every time you begin to get hard all you will be able to remember if the feel of my flogger connecting with it. I lower myself within an inch and give you a final warning 'remember, no touching, or else'

He: The urge to raise my head and plunge in to the sweet hot pussy is strong but her words are firm and I remain still in case an inadvertent move results in immediate punishment, quivering at the same time

She: So I can feel how close your mouth is to me I am going to play again with your cock, enough to send your breathing ragged and hard. I can feel your breath and I smile at the torment you must be feeling

He: The feel of her hand on my cock and balls is electric, but one wrong move could result in an immediate end to this. I obey her commands. Her fingernail teases the end of my cock through the hole in the end of the restraint, it makes me shudder and gasp

She: I re position myself so I can move closer and I actually feel you move your head to stop from touching me. I can feel your panic

He: I feel like I am going to burst, or go mad. My cock is throbbing but there is no way I can come.

She: I continue to tease you, making your cock twitch until you can not help but lose precum, it dribbles over the casing of the restraint over your cock, and I say in a menacing tone that how dare you do that without permission

He: I mumble I am sorry Mistress please forgive me

She: I take myself away from your face and I stand up

He: taking hold of your cock I begin to pull you, telling you harshly to stand up

He: I stand unsteadily, heart racing

She: I walk round you once and stop when I am face to face with you. From the harshness of the last command when my eyes meet yours you see a fire burning and I smile, a smile that could be taken as becoming unbearable sadistic or a smile that is so sensual and sexual it is just as unbearable

The conversation was still fresh in their minds when they met. They had a coffee together and chatted about anything and everything. When the coffee was finished and the chat felt decidedly odd, she slipped into Domme and ordered him to strip naked. He just looked at her, surprised at the fact that she could change from one to the other so quickly. Pulling himself together he did as he was told and after putting his clothes neatly in a corner he came to her and dropped to his knees in respect.

She told him that until she was satisfied with him, he would not leave her. It might take an hour, it might take 2 hours, it might take a day, but you will not leave. He started to say 'But', she silenced him with a finger to his lips. 'You will now not speak unless spoken to, is that understood?'

He replied by nodding his head. She told him to stand which he did. She walked round him and inspected him. Again he wore his chastity device and this pleased her. As the previous conversation held she did not want him to have the pleasure of an erection or an orgasm. She held him firmly for a few seconds and told him under no circumstances would he get aroused. He nodded and stayed silent.

After her inspection of him she picked up a roll of clingfilm and told him to stand with his legs together. He did as ordered and she began to wind the film around him, starting at his shoulders she wound and wound, keeping it tight and moving slowly down till she reached his cock and ass. She cut the film and looking up at him said 'I am going to make use of those bits, so they stay uncovered.'

He looked nervously down at her and she laughed. She adored it when he got nervous; the same not knowing what she was going to do always got him. She started her winding again, from the thigh to the ankle, winding on and on till he was firmly secured.

After she rose, she once again hold of him firmly and told him 'Not a word, not a noise, not anything or I will gag you, understood?'

And he nodded, not daring now to speak. She leaned over to her bag, the 6 inch heels making her legs look endless. He risked looking but quickly lowered his eyes when she turned back to him.

In her hand she held a pin wheel. It was often used with electrics but on it's on was effective and she started to draw it up his arms, gently. Then to his legs. Ankle to thigh on the left. Then thigh to ankle on the right. He didn't flinch, he had no reason to. To his chest she went, a little more firmly now. The pins drew sharply over the clingfilm, catching occasionally. They caught him as well occasionally even through his covering. After his chest, his back. Now with a resolute firmness he felt every turn of the wheel, every pin scored him. She was smiling now, his pain arousing her. She teased him as she hurt him. Whispering promises of suffering in his ear as she traveled his back up and down, side to side until he quietly asked her to stop. At the request she did stop but not for the reason of him asking. She stopped because he spoke. Her command was not to speak and he had just broken that command. After she had stopped he realized what he had done, and he knew that she would not forgive lightly if at all.

He bowed his head as in shame as she walked round to face him. She commanded him to look at her and when he did he didn't see the fire he had seen before, but now a fire that would out burn the fires of hell. He muttered an apology and for the first time he heard her shout.

'I said quiet, do not speak do nothing, and what do you do?'

Again he tried to apologise but she having none of it. She began to cut away the clingfilm and after she had finished she stood back and looked at him without saying anything. Her eyes narrowed as she piercingly stared at his still body. He didn't know what to do so did nothing until she spoke again. 'Get your sorry little ass into that corner and do not move or speak unless I say. This time do you understand?'

'Yes, Mistress'

And without preamble he went to the corner she pointed to and that is where she left him.

In any other situation she would have had the slave make her a drink. This time she made it for herself. Seating herself the other side of the room she watched him as she smoked a cigarette. Not a word said as she drank her tea. Even when she had finished she did not speak. He waited in that corner for what seemed like hours; in real time it was nearer an hour before she spoke.

'Get over here, and do it on your hands and knees. You are going to learn the true meaning of groveling.'

He did as he told and slowly came over to her on his hands and knees. He stopped by her feet and remained motionless. Her next sentence would hurt to his very core.....

'You are useless as a slave to me. A simple command which even the most dumb of slaves could comprehend you couldn't.'

He looked up worriedly and in her face saw contempt.

'If you can not obey simple commands then you have no place at my feet. From now till a week hence you shall have no contact with me whatsoever. No phone contact, my internet contact and no personal contact. Under this ruling you shall also have no personal physical contact with yourself and wear the chastity device until I say otherwise'. If you break this punishment you will be dismissed permanently. I will not ask you if you understand, only hope that you do.'

She dismissed him with a wave of her hand and did not even acknowledge his goodbye as he walked through the door. She would leave him for 6 days and on the seventh summon him for a final test of his commitment and obedience...