I lay there on the king sized bed looking up at my mistress with a raging boner. She was still holding my dick in her hand and I was aroused as hell even though we had only just started. She had a tight grip on my dick as if it were a prized possession and she squeezed it as she examined it in her hand. "You have a very nice dick Dean I'm impressed and I don't usually impress too easily," said mistress Helen.
"Thank you, mistress," I replied.
Mistress Helen kept a grip on my dick and stroked it slowly up and down. I pulled on the ropes and they held me perfectly still. I was tied up so securely I started feeling nervous and I tried to pull my dick away from my mistress by swerving from side to side. My body barely moved and my captive dick remained pinned in mistress Helen's hand. Her grip was strong and I knew there was no way I could get my dick away from her molesting hands.
Mistress Helen started stroking my dick really fast like she was some kind of man-hungry cougar! It aroused me a LOT when I saw her using my dick like this, she played with it like it was some kind of toy. She continued her fast strokes and as she stroked it she looked up at me and smirked. "Remember slave whatever you do don't cum! Or there will be serious consequences!" she reminded me.
"I won't mistress! I promise!" I replied in a shaky voice. But even as I said those words I was worried I wouldn't be able to keep my word because I was aroused as hell! And her constant stroking of my dick didn't help, and I was worried if she kept stroking my dick like this with no stopping I wouldn't be able to help myself and I would cum!
Mistress Helen grabbed my balls in her hand and gave them a small squeeze which made me gasp in surprise. The squeeze had not been as hard as before but it had surprised me. She held my balls in one hand and stroked my dick with her other hand, and the feeling was great! I had not been this aroused in a long time!
"You look so pathetic bound on my bed like this," mistress Helen said with a smirk.
Her words made me even harder. I loved her voice! She had a very sexy British accent, her accent was posh and every word she spoke sounded so sexy to me.
When mistress Helen sensed I was close to cumming she stopped her stroking and let go of my dick which pointed straight up at the ceiling. I gasped in arousal and I struggled and tried to thrust into her hand but she had pulled her hand right away and I could not reach her. Mistress Helen laughed when she saw the look of frustration on my face.
I looked up at her with pleading eyes and I begged her to touch my dick again. "Please mistress! Keep stroking me! I'm so horny!" I cried in desperation.
She threw back her head and laughed excitedly. "I love it when my slaves want me to touch them! And then I can just casually deny their request. Remember Dean I am the mistress and I decide what does and doesn't happen not you," she said.
I moaned in frustration and I pulled hard against the ropes but they did not budge at all instead they got tighter when I pulled on them. My mistress smirked at me and laughed when she saw that I couldn't get out. "You know Dean you do realize I could do absolutely anything to you and you couldn't do a thing to stop me right?" she said with a big smile on her pretty face.
I nodded my head. "Yes mistress," I replied.
"Well done slave you answered the right way," she smiled. She grabbed my dick tightly in one hand and slowly stroked it up and down which made me moan in pleasure. I closed my eyes and I tried to thrust my hips but I could hardly move and there was no way for me to increase the speed of her stroking. She continued her painfully slow strokes which made me moan in frustration. I heard my mistress laugh. "l like a little bit of tease and denial it kind of turns me on," Mistress Helen said in a sexy voice.
Her sexy British accent made my dick get harder in her hand. She squeezed my dick in one hand and cradled my balls in her other hand while she laughed and smiled. "I bet you like being my little pet don't you slave?" she said in a sexy voice.
"Yes mistress I love it," I moaned in arousal.
She started stroking my dick again at a slow pace to tease and frustrate me. She tickled my balls with her other hand which made me moan and groan in aroused frustration. I squirmed around on the bed and tried to pull my dick out of her hand again but my body barely moved, and my dick remained in her hand in a tight grip. Helen tickling my balls made me even more frustrated and I slammed my head up and down on the pillow to try and make the frustration go away, unfortunately, it didn't, I was still very aroused and frustrated and my mistress was loving every minute of my aroused frustration. Her smirk never left her face the whole time she teased me.
"You're dick belongs to me slave, don't forget that," mistress Helen said.
"I won't mistress I swear I won't," I moaned.
Mistress Helen suddenly let go of my balls and she held my dick still with one hand and gave my dick a hard slap with her other hand. The slap surprised me and I winced in pain and jerked against the ropes. My look of pain and surprise brought a huge smile to mistress Helen's face. She let go of my dick and it pointed right up at the ceiling rock hard. The moment she let go of my dick I felt sexually frustrated all over again. "Mistress please keep touching it," I moaned.
My mistress saw the look of frustration on my face and she smirked at me. She suddenly stretched her sexy legs out in front of her and she closed her eyes. "Man my feet are killing me!" she said.
I watched as my mistress pulled her high heel shoes off and dropped them to the floor, then she lifted up her legs and slowly removed her stockings in a sexy manner one at a time. The way she removed them reminded me of one of those sexy 80s movies. I had always thought those leg scenes in 80s movies were vastly underrated and underappreciated by a lot of people, they never saw the sexiness of the scene the way that I always did. I loved those type of scenes especially when the woman would tease the guy first and then put her leg on the bed and slowly remove her stockings or pantyhose. Those scenes drove me crazy with arousal and seeing my mistress doing the same thing drove me crazy with arousal too.
Once her stockings were off she teasingly ran them across my chest, stomach and down my legs then she dropped them on the floor next to the bed then she climbed up onto my chest so she was facing me and she placed her bare feet right next to my face. My eyes widened when I saw how sexy they looked. They were smooth and soft looking and her toenails were painted dark red. When she slowly lifted her feet up above my face my eyes widened in arousal again because I knew what she was going to do. I was right, she slowly lowered her feet and placed them right over my face! And smothered me completely!
Her hot sweaty feet covered my whole face like a strong gas mask and I gasped in exited arousal as she pushed down on my face. She smiled and laughed as she pushed down on my face. "How are my feet slave? Are they stinky?" she teased me.
"Yes mistress," I replied in arousal. I had a foot fetish so I didn't mind the smell of a woman's feet, and I liked feeling them pressing down on my face. She had beautiful feet, they looked nice despite the smell and I took a big sniff of her fragrant soles. I heard my mistress giggling above me and I felt a pang of humiliation at being smothered under her feet but for some reason, I found myself not caring that I felt humiliated. I guessed it was because I was submissive to women.
Mistress Helen started stroking my dick at a slow pace and at the same time she rubbed her feet over my face. Having her stroke my dick and rub her feet over my face at the same time drove me crazy with arousal and I moaned and squirmed on the bed again. Her feet stayed glued to my face and followed my head every time I moved it. She made sure I could not escape her molesting feet. She really enjoyed teasing and tormenting me.
She suddenly let go of my dick which made me moan in frustration. Mistress Helen smiled down at me as she covered my face with her feet. "You look so ridiculous with your face under my feet!" she laughed. She rubbed her feet around my face repeatedly while laughing and smiling. "Your face makes a good door matt," she said with a smirk. She lifted her feet up and pressed them down on my face again, then she started rubbing my cheeks with her feet while giggling and laughing. She rubbed my left cheek and my right cheek at the same time then she moved her toes up and squeezed my nose between her toes. I gasped in arousal again and I sniffed the strong aroma of her fragrant toes. She kept her toes over my nose and she used her other foot to rub my cheek playfully. I felt so humiliated when she did this! I felt like I was some worthless boy toy!
Mistress Helen reached behind her and grabbed my dick in her hand again as she smothered my face with her feet. I got hard within ten seconds, that's how excited and turned on I was. She stroked my dick with one hand while she smothered my face with her feet. Mistress Helen was pretty relentless with her feet teasing. She changed tactics and held her toes over my nose with one foot then she used her other foot to playfully slap my cheek. I winced from her repeated slaps to my cheek and she laughed at me. "Don't get distracted by my slaps slave! Keep on sniffing my foot!" she commanded.
I obeyed her and sniffed her red painted toes and she continued her face slaps. When she was satisfied I had sniffed her toes enough she brought her whole foot up over my face and covered me and and forced me to breathe in the sole of her foot while she slapped my cheek with her other foot. I felt so humiliated and I pulled against the ropes and tried to squirm away but I was too tightly constrained and I could hardly move. I watched as my mistress rubbed her feet against my cheeks again using both of her feet then she rubbed her toes over my forehead and gave my face a few more playful slaps with her feet.
"I hope you're enjoying this slave! You paid for this session remember! And feet is one of your fetishes so you should probably thank me now!" she commanded.
"Thank you, mistress," I replied.
"Thank you, mistress, for what?" she said with a raised eyebrow.
"Thank you for smothering my face with your feet and letting me smell them," I replied.
"You're very welcome slave," she replied with a smile.
She lifted her feet up and gave my face a few more playful slaps with her soles and when she saw the look of fear in my eyes she stopped and pulled her feet away. "Don't tell me you're scared slave, all submissive men love this kind of treatment."
"I do love it mistress," I replied respectfully.
She gave my face a hard slap with the sole of her foot and I winced in pain. "It doesn't matter if you like it or not slave because I can do anything I want to you while you're immobilized, you can't move remember and there's nothing you can do to stop me," she said calmly.
I nodded my head in agreement. "Thank you for slapping my face with your feet mistress," I said respectfully. "You have very beautiful feet," I added.
Mistress Helen smiled. "I know I do she replied, "All mistresses have beautiful feet, we are goddesses after all so that's to be expected." She lifted her feet again and held them up to my face so I could look at them. "Kiss my feet!" she commanded.
"Yes, mistress I replied respectfully. I leaned my head forwards and planted a kiss on each of her soles. Mistress Helen smiled and pulled her feet away. "You've been very obedient and I'm very proud of you but I don't want you to think the whole session will be like this, because I do have other things planned for you, much more painful things, I hope you didn't forget that in your email message to me you said you were curious about cbt."
I suddenly felt nervous when she mentioned that. I had mentioned cbt but I had only said I was curious about it and that I might try it, I hadn't actually agreed to that in fear of too much damage being done to my balls. Apparently, my mistress didn't care whether I wanted to try cbt or not because she simply said, "Next up we are doing some cbt so brace yourself slave, it's going to be a long day of pain for you."
As soon as she said those words chills of fear ran down my back and I realized she was going to torture my balls whether I wanted it or not. I watched as my mistress scooted across the bed and sat between my wide spread legs. She grabbed my balls in her hand and gave them a hard squeeze which made me cry out in pain and jerk against the ropes.
She kept a hard grip on my nuts and looked right into my eyes with a sexy smirk on her face. "Remember slave these balls belong to me and I will do with them what I wish is that understood?"
I wasn't sure if she was acting or being serious but I found myself feeling aroused and excited by my predicament and I nodded my head and said, "Yes mistress."
She smiled back at me and tightened her grip on my nuts. "Okay slave lets begin."
End of part 2.
"Thank you, mistress," I replied.
Mistress Helen kept a grip on my dick and stroked it slowly up and down. I pulled on the ropes and they held me perfectly still. I was tied up so securely I started feeling nervous and I tried to pull my dick away from my mistress by swerving from side to side. My body barely moved and my captive dick remained pinned in mistress Helen's hand. Her grip was strong and I knew there was no way I could get my dick away from her molesting hands.
Mistress Helen started stroking my dick really fast like she was some kind of man-hungry cougar! It aroused me a LOT when I saw her using my dick like this, she played with it like it was some kind of toy. She continued her fast strokes and as she stroked it she looked up at me and smirked. "Remember slave whatever you do don't cum! Or there will be serious consequences!" she reminded me.
"I won't mistress! I promise!" I replied in a shaky voice. But even as I said those words I was worried I wouldn't be able to keep my word because I was aroused as hell! And her constant stroking of my dick didn't help, and I was worried if she kept stroking my dick like this with no stopping I wouldn't be able to help myself and I would cum!
Mistress Helen grabbed my balls in her hand and gave them a small squeeze which made me gasp in surprise. The squeeze had not been as hard as before but it had surprised me. She held my balls in one hand and stroked my dick with her other hand, and the feeling was great! I had not been this aroused in a long time!
"You look so pathetic bound on my bed like this," mistress Helen said with a smirk.
Her words made me even harder. I loved her voice! She had a very sexy British accent, her accent was posh and every word she spoke sounded so sexy to me.
When mistress Helen sensed I was close to cumming she stopped her stroking and let go of my dick which pointed straight up at the ceiling. I gasped in arousal and I struggled and tried to thrust into her hand but she had pulled her hand right away and I could not reach her. Mistress Helen laughed when she saw the look of frustration on my face.
I looked up at her with pleading eyes and I begged her to touch my dick again. "Please mistress! Keep stroking me! I'm so horny!" I cried in desperation.
She threw back her head and laughed excitedly. "I love it when my slaves want me to touch them! And then I can just casually deny their request. Remember Dean I am the mistress and I decide what does and doesn't happen not you," she said.
I moaned in frustration and I pulled hard against the ropes but they did not budge at all instead they got tighter when I pulled on them. My mistress smirked at me and laughed when she saw that I couldn't get out. "You know Dean you do realize I could do absolutely anything to you and you couldn't do a thing to stop me right?" she said with a big smile on her pretty face.
I nodded my head. "Yes mistress," I replied.
"Well done slave you answered the right way," she smiled. She grabbed my dick tightly in one hand and slowly stroked it up and down which made me moan in pleasure. I closed my eyes and I tried to thrust my hips but I could hardly move and there was no way for me to increase the speed of her stroking. She continued her painfully slow strokes which made me moan in frustration. I heard my mistress laugh. "l like a little bit of tease and denial it kind of turns me on," Mistress Helen said in a sexy voice.
Her sexy British accent made my dick get harder in her hand. She squeezed my dick in one hand and cradled my balls in her other hand while she laughed and smiled. "I bet you like being my little pet don't you slave?" she said in a sexy voice.
"Yes mistress I love it," I moaned in arousal.
She started stroking my dick again at a slow pace to tease and frustrate me. She tickled my balls with her other hand which made me moan and groan in aroused frustration. I squirmed around on the bed and tried to pull my dick out of her hand again but my body barely moved, and my dick remained in her hand in a tight grip. Helen tickling my balls made me even more frustrated and I slammed my head up and down on the pillow to try and make the frustration go away, unfortunately, it didn't, I was still very aroused and frustrated and my mistress was loving every minute of my aroused frustration. Her smirk never left her face the whole time she teased me.
"You're dick belongs to me slave, don't forget that," mistress Helen said.
"I won't mistress I swear I won't," I moaned.
Mistress Helen suddenly let go of my balls and she held my dick still with one hand and gave my dick a hard slap with her other hand. The slap surprised me and I winced in pain and jerked against the ropes. My look of pain and surprise brought a huge smile to mistress Helen's face. She let go of my dick and it pointed right up at the ceiling rock hard. The moment she let go of my dick I felt sexually frustrated all over again. "Mistress please keep touching it," I moaned.
My mistress saw the look of frustration on my face and she smirked at me. She suddenly stretched her sexy legs out in front of her and she closed her eyes. "Man my feet are killing me!" she said.
I watched as my mistress pulled her high heel shoes off and dropped them to the floor, then she lifted up her legs and slowly removed her stockings in a sexy manner one at a time. The way she removed them reminded me of one of those sexy 80s movies. I had always thought those leg scenes in 80s movies were vastly underrated and underappreciated by a lot of people, they never saw the sexiness of the scene the way that I always did. I loved those type of scenes especially when the woman would tease the guy first and then put her leg on the bed and slowly remove her stockings or pantyhose. Those scenes drove me crazy with arousal and seeing my mistress doing the same thing drove me crazy with arousal too.
Once her stockings were off she teasingly ran them across my chest, stomach and down my legs then she dropped them on the floor next to the bed then she climbed up onto my chest so she was facing me and she placed her bare feet right next to my face. My eyes widened when I saw how sexy they looked. They were smooth and soft looking and her toenails were painted dark red. When she slowly lifted her feet up above my face my eyes widened in arousal again because I knew what she was going to do. I was right, she slowly lowered her feet and placed them right over my face! And smothered me completely!
Her hot sweaty feet covered my whole face like a strong gas mask and I gasped in exited arousal as she pushed down on my face. She smiled and laughed as she pushed down on my face. "How are my feet slave? Are they stinky?" she teased me.
"Yes mistress," I replied in arousal. I had a foot fetish so I didn't mind the smell of a woman's feet, and I liked feeling them pressing down on my face. She had beautiful feet, they looked nice despite the smell and I took a big sniff of her fragrant soles. I heard my mistress giggling above me and I felt a pang of humiliation at being smothered under her feet but for some reason, I found myself not caring that I felt humiliated. I guessed it was because I was submissive to women.
Mistress Helen started stroking my dick at a slow pace and at the same time she rubbed her feet over my face. Having her stroke my dick and rub her feet over my face at the same time drove me crazy with arousal and I moaned and squirmed on the bed again. Her feet stayed glued to my face and followed my head every time I moved it. She made sure I could not escape her molesting feet. She really enjoyed teasing and tormenting me.
She suddenly let go of my dick which made me moan in frustration. Mistress Helen smiled down at me as she covered my face with her feet. "You look so ridiculous with your face under my feet!" she laughed. She rubbed her feet around my face repeatedly while laughing and smiling. "Your face makes a good door matt," she said with a smirk. She lifted her feet up and pressed them down on my face again, then she started rubbing my cheeks with her feet while giggling and laughing. She rubbed my left cheek and my right cheek at the same time then she moved her toes up and squeezed my nose between her toes. I gasped in arousal again and I sniffed the strong aroma of her fragrant toes. She kept her toes over my nose and she used her other foot to rub my cheek playfully. I felt so humiliated when she did this! I felt like I was some worthless boy toy!
Mistress Helen reached behind her and grabbed my dick in her hand again as she smothered my face with her feet. I got hard within ten seconds, that's how excited and turned on I was. She stroked my dick with one hand while she smothered my face with her feet. Mistress Helen was pretty relentless with her feet teasing. She changed tactics and held her toes over my nose with one foot then she used her other foot to playfully slap my cheek. I winced from her repeated slaps to my cheek and she laughed at me. "Don't get distracted by my slaps slave! Keep on sniffing my foot!" she commanded.
I obeyed her and sniffed her red painted toes and she continued her face slaps. When she was satisfied I had sniffed her toes enough she brought her whole foot up over my face and covered me and and forced me to breathe in the sole of her foot while she slapped my cheek with her other foot. I felt so humiliated and I pulled against the ropes and tried to squirm away but I was too tightly constrained and I could hardly move. I watched as my mistress rubbed her feet against my cheeks again using both of her feet then she rubbed her toes over my forehead and gave my face a few more playful slaps with her feet.
"I hope you're enjoying this slave! You paid for this session remember! And feet is one of your fetishes so you should probably thank me now!" she commanded.
"Thank you, mistress," I replied.
"Thank you, mistress, for what?" she said with a raised eyebrow.
"Thank you for smothering my face with your feet and letting me smell them," I replied.
"You're very welcome slave," she replied with a smile.
She lifted her feet up and gave my face a few more playful slaps with her soles and when she saw the look of fear in my eyes she stopped and pulled her feet away. "Don't tell me you're scared slave, all submissive men love this kind of treatment."
"I do love it mistress," I replied respectfully.
She gave my face a hard slap with the sole of her foot and I winced in pain. "It doesn't matter if you like it or not slave because I can do anything I want to you while you're immobilized, you can't move remember and there's nothing you can do to stop me," she said calmly.
I nodded my head in agreement. "Thank you for slapping my face with your feet mistress," I said respectfully. "You have very beautiful feet," I added.
Mistress Helen smiled. "I know I do she replied, "All mistresses have beautiful feet, we are goddesses after all so that's to be expected." She lifted her feet again and held them up to my face so I could look at them. "Kiss my feet!" she commanded.
"Yes, mistress I replied respectfully. I leaned my head forwards and planted a kiss on each of her soles. Mistress Helen smiled and pulled her feet away. "You've been very obedient and I'm very proud of you but I don't want you to think the whole session will be like this, because I do have other things planned for you, much more painful things, I hope you didn't forget that in your email message to me you said you were curious about cbt."
I suddenly felt nervous when she mentioned that. I had mentioned cbt but I had only said I was curious about it and that I might try it, I hadn't actually agreed to that in fear of too much damage being done to my balls. Apparently, my mistress didn't care whether I wanted to try cbt or not because she simply said, "Next up we are doing some cbt so brace yourself slave, it's going to be a long day of pain for you."
As soon as she said those words chills of fear ran down my back and I realized she was going to torture my balls whether I wanted it or not. I watched as my mistress scooted across the bed and sat between my wide spread legs. She grabbed my balls in her hand and gave them a hard squeeze which made me cry out in pain and jerk against the ropes.
She kept a hard grip on my nuts and looked right into my eyes with a sexy smirk on her face. "Remember slave these balls belong to me and I will do with them what I wish is that understood?"
I wasn't sure if she was acting or being serious but I found myself feeling aroused and excited by my predicament and I nodded my head and said, "Yes mistress."
She smiled back at me and tightened her grip on my nuts. "Okay slave lets begin."
End of part 2.