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My Fantasy pt 4
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My Fantasy pt 4 How long can a man fight against his primal instincts? The desire to cum is a driving force behind our existence. The desire to feel our hard cocks inside the warm bodies of woman drive much of our lives. I was being made to exist outside the natural order of things. My manhood trapped in steel and my need to cum was controlled by another who enjoyed watching me sexually frustrated. I can’t complain. I voluntarily stepped into this life but it is still so maddeningly frustrating. Though I chose chastity doesn’t mean I don’t want to cum sooooo bad. Though my cock was denied pleasure my tongue was not. I got to taste my mistress over and over along with her friends wet and insatiable pussies. I got to at least simulate fucking these beautiful women even though I had to use a strap on to do it. I did so enjoy pleasuring these women even though it made me want and need that release of pleasure all the more but the steel cage kept that feeling a memory for me. It was after a week of intense teasing and pleasing that my mistress let me know what I needed to do to be allowed to cum, and it was what I feared. She felt I shouldn’t be allowed to bring pleasure to my own cock until I had experienced bringing another cock to climax using my lips, tongue and mouth. I begged her to reconsider but my pleas fell on deaf ears. Her decision was made, now I had to make my decision. If I decided to just live out my days and never experience another orgasm that was of no concern to her as she not only would continue to experience sexual lust and and play on many levels, knowing I was so envious and so desperate to cum only served to turn her on. She also added that if and when I decided to suck my first cock it would be filmed and put out on the internet for all to see. My humiliation would be in the public domain and to make it worse I would not only have to suck that cock, I would need to make love to it with my mouth. It would have to look like there was nothing in the world I enjoyed more than to feel a man’s throbbing member filling my mouth and sliding down my throat. I would need to get hundreds of user comments on my upcoming video about how well I manipulated a cock with my mouth. Then and only then would I be allowed to cum. I only had one choice. Escape. Though it would be an embarrassing escape it wouldn’t be as humiliating as being seen online by thousands drinking the cum of an erupting cock. Obviously I could leave at any time and not come back but I would be stuck with this steel cage forever denying me access to the wild beast within that wanted out so so very much. Though it would mean never seeing my mistress again and all this sex I had been participating in would be over I could not bring myself to become a cock sucker. Thus I planned to run for it when my Mistress removed my cage for cleaning. Unfortunately this was always done while I was totally naked so I would be leaving in a compromising situation but I had no choice. I would be free. Great plan, but Mistress was one step ahead of me though I don’t know if it was intentional or not. She wanted me to learn how to properly give a man head and so started tying me to a chair in front of a computer screen, my hands and feet bound tightly. Then she would remove my cage so my manhood could breathe the air once again standing tall and hard. She herself then tenderly cleaned my cock up taking care not to get it too excited as I could probably cum with very little touching at this point. After she was done she turned on a long video on the PC screen for me to watch of beautiful women orally pleasing cock after cock and left me there to watch. I could only helplessly watch as their lips engulfed these pulsing shafts, licking, kissing and sucking them over and over. Watching cum gushing from the head drove me wild with desire and I could only look as one cock exploded the next video would start the process all over again. I thrust my hips as much as I could desperately trying to get my cock off but the molecules of the air were not enough to get the friction I so desperately needed to get off. I stared at the screen watching these men get pleasured over and over, and stared at my own throbbing manhood only a foot or so away from my tied wrists. I stared at the bobbing head and tried to reach down with my mouth, my tongue, anything to get it to cum. I would have sucked my own cock at this point if I could. I thrust my hips up as much as I could while stretching my head down as close as I could to try and reach my throbbing cock but it was useless. It was so close, and yet so far away. This torture continued day after day for a couple hours at a time. I knew I was beaten. I knew soon the cock I would be staring at would not be my own. |
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With each test you are more of a subordinate. With each completion the bar is raised. How far would you go for the possibly promised release.
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