Scent is the most powerful memory, and I can't help but evoke gimpy's memories when he's entirely bound up in a hogtie and sensory deprived. I take off my boots and have him sniff my fragranced stockings. His head lays trapped between my soles and my ass as I kneel on his head as a seat, teasing him with what he's to sniff next. His favorite: my ass. I inch my sweaty latex-covered cheeks closer and closer to him, commanding him to sniff it and knowing how excited he's getting. But with great pleasure should accompany great suffering, at least in my book... and I begin to increase the intensity of his hogtie by adjusting the hoist upwards.

I walk over little twerps like you. It's so easy to overlook and overpower you, especially when I'm in my thigh high stiletto heels. I could flatten you with a single step.

PART I. I'm feeling particularly sadistic today. My slave requires extra punishment, and his silly little male genitals will be my victim. I have my whip out, targeting his cock and balls with it for a particular vicious CBT whipping that has him dancing around like a little bitch. In between painfully accurate genital strikes, I whip his belly, leaving my marks all over him. He screams and cries, but I'm having too much fun to listen to his pleas. I'd rather watch him suffer. PART II. I'm never done tormenting my slave's cock and balls. After a precise whipping on his cock and balls and body, it's time for the cattle prod. I take it out, shock his nipples, cock head, and balls, and I revel in him shaking in fear. But I'm fixated on devastating pain today. I take out the whip again, land blow after blow of CBT cruelty, and when I've decided he's properly in fear, it's time for the ballbusting. Kick after kick of ballbusting right to his gonads, leaving him shaking, crying, and breathless.

Nyx, Natalie, and I decided it's time to test what our sissy maid's balls are made of before we get rid of them permanently. After all, why not have a little sadistic fun along the way to really remind her that she's not a real boy to us? We first decide to attach her balls to a rolling chair to pull us along like a chariot, and naturally, a dumb sissy like her immediately fails. We then decide to tie a leather parachute to the base of her balls, getting those testicles ready to be tugged at, stretched, and weighted.

Now that my patient is properly restrained, the real conditioning can begin. Now he needs to learn how to be a good, compliant bitch. His thoughts are no longer dictated by his boner but by me and what makes me happy. And that means if I want to sit on his face and smother out his breath until he can barely breathe, he has no choice but to comply. This is his new sexuality -- pleasure dictated by Femdom and not by his chaste dick. I facesit and ass smother him until I see his cock grow in the chastity device, laughing at his utter helplesness while in this straitjacket predicament. He is mine to toy with and control. My patient is now so excited in chastity with my ass seated on his face. I tease and taunt him even more, rubbing my ass all over his hooded face and reminding him that his perverted jerk off habits are to be changed into something of my liking. I'm waiting for just the right moment to unlock him, cultivating him into just the right type of sexual pervert I want him to be. And when I finally do unlock him, I'm greeted with his eager precum which I immediately feed back into his mouth. His cock is so easy to edge and mind so willing to be conditioned -- all I needed was a little bit of facesitting to guide him along into being the ideal patient and subject for me.

With the increase in vertical pressure on gimpy's hogtie, I am now certain he is suffering as much as he should be, and of course, when he's suffering, I'm so much nicer. The hogtie gives me the perfect space to slide my hips in and smother his face with my ass. My ass is sweaty from the latex, and all that liquid makes the seal even more deliciously airtight. I shake my ass cheeks against his face, taunting him with his utter helplessness between my ass and then turn over, rubbing my crotch up against his face. To be so close yet so far to my Goddess Goodies makes him groan in excitement, and I laugh at how entirely weak he is for me. His excitement in bondage turns me on.

You can't help but gaze at my perfect ass, can you? Does it look particularly wonderful with the joie de vivre I have from vacation? Can you imagine what tropical delights I might have to feed you?

PART I. My subby hubby gimpy loves my scent, and fortunately for him, I love not washing my delicates. He sits bound to the chair while I stuff my dirty panties into his mouth as a gag, and then I proceed to bind his head with multiple layers of my well-worn nylons, encasing him with my heavenly scent. This, of course, gets him very fucking hard, which means I fully intend to take advantage of his male weakness. It's time to play an edging game! PART II. My sweet helpless gimpy is completely vulnerable to my edging games with his hard cock out. He's so easy to tease and bring to the brink of orgasm when I stroke him with just a single hand. He was, after all, rock hard before I even started. How could he not be with my panties gagged in his mouth and my worn nylons wrapped around his head. I play a game of red light, green light with him, letting him know when he can come and when he can't. Of course, I'm going to make it difficult -- I give him feather light strokes during green light, and full-bodied orgasm-inducing grips during red light. Why make it easy? PART III. I've really brought gimpy to the edge of cumming. His cock feels full of cum in my hand, and I need to up the ante. I speed up our little game of red light/green light, confusing him even further. It's all so intense for him as he's entirely restricted in leather bondage, nylon hood, and dirty panty gag. Of course he can't help himself. With my hands on his cock, he is simply not in control of his orgasm. He fails and cums when he shouldn't...which means I have all the more reason to punish him. I ruin his post-orgasm by continuing my handjob...

Our sissy maid housebitch's balls are fully in our clutches now. Goddess Nyx, Natalie Carnot, and I begin attaching weights onto her balls, and never quite satisfied, we have her jump up and down, allowing the acceleration of the weights in gravity to do all the work. She groans and winces while we laugh at her suffering, teasing and taunting her worthless testicles the entire time. Just when the sissy thinks she's at her limit, we lay her back, take off the weights, and bring out the ball crusher. It's time to flatten her balls.