My first abuse and humiliation

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My first abuse and humiliationI can’t see, my nipples are on fire and my throbbing cock is being teasingly stroked, all’s well.I don’t get to cum without my partner and due to an extremely busy week with no physical contact I’m extremely pent up, my balls are full and my mind has been utter filth for the last 4 days. In our time apart I am permitted, no, encouraged to touch myself, edge, tease, but never cum. That is her semen, her orgasm and her property between my legs, but she always likes to have her fun before I get my release.I answered the door in just a dressing gown, she kisses me and smiles, quirking an eyebrow and noting my attire. I had been busy preparing my room for her arrival, as well as my body. All across the bed I had laid her favourite implements, the crop (she’s an avid horse rider) a heavy flogger, snap dragon, clover clamps, butt plug and that FUCKING cane. I hate that bloody thing, it’s 10mm high density delrin. It doesn’t sting, it doesn’t thud, it just hurts like nothing else and is referred to as “The Cunt”. The Cunt is normally left out of play as she and I both hate being hit with it. However this week, I’d had a little mishap. nev┼čehir escort I’d leaked, twice.The first time had been the day before, while edging. I had just let myself calm down from the brink and had begun to build myself up again, my shaft throbbing in my hand as I stroked it. All of a sudden cum just well up and ran down the side of my shaft and over my hand. There was no orgasm, no warning. It was as if my balls had some sort of emergency venting system to relieve the pressure. I was disappointed with myself I texted her, reporting the mishap and she was not best pleased with the wasting of my cum. Thankfully no punishment was issued at this time.The second was the next morning, the day of her visit. I woke up, as a quite often do, on my front, however the week of edging without release was telling and I my member was again swollen with arousal. It only took movement, a little pressure on my balls as I moved to get up and I felt it this time, a premature orgasm and I gripped my shaft hard, trying not to let it loose over my sheets. I managed to make it to the bin in my room, letting the leaking pour lazily from my cock. I was escort nev┼čehir frustrated with myself, ashamed that I’d wasted yet more of her cum and upon this report she informed me that the cane would be involved in that night’s play. I winced at the thought but agreed that her slut must be punished for wasting her property.I went to work as usual and upon returning home I set about my preparations, the toys were placed upon the bed and the wrist and ankle restraints attached to the large, free standing wardrobe in my room. I then set about preparing myself in the shower, shaving my cock, balls and nipples (The latter two parts of my anatomy she particularly likes to torment). I also removed all the hair around my anus to allow for easier access for her buttplugs and to make it prettier while she beats my arse.Upon closing my door she kissed me heatedly, pressing close to my body. It was plain to see she was just as sexually frustrated as I was. She soon felt my body warm to her touch through the dressing gown and my shaft begin to swell with arousel. She undid the belt of the robe and slipped it off my shoulders, baring me in my entirety. nev┼čehir escort bayan Smiling, she tweaked my sensitive nipples gently, eliciting a small gasp from me while she spotted the restraints, already secured to the wardrobe. She guided me backward until I was pressed against the wardrobe, facing her. She kissed me again, tenderly and set about locking my wrists into the restraints, whereby I took the opportunity to nuzzle her neck, drinking in the scent of her and her hair. It’s one of many things I adore about her, even her scent drives me wild.When she was satisfied I could interfere with her plans with my hands (I’m a bit of a wimp with pain, though I enjoy it) She crouched and repeated the steps with ankles, forcing me to strand, spread-eagle against this wardrobe. Satisfied I had enough slack to writhe to her liking but not enough movement to impair what came next she leant forward and kissed my cock, a smile spreading across her lips. Her eyes met mine and she sucked lightly upon the head of my throbbing member. I moaned and arched my hips forward while she teased my sensitive glands with her tongue. She then took advantage of my position and gripped my balls hard, her nails grazing the sensitive skin, causing me to groan through gritted teeth and my knees to try and instinctively come together, to no avail. She had me.Part 2 to come soon, but I’m much too turned on to write anymore ­čśë

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