PART I. After my last adventure with gimpy (Secret Jerkoff Punishment), we are in agreement that he's not to cum for six months for his masturbation infidelities. This means he is in chastity once again, of course. I have him tied down in severe armbinders, leather corset, legbinders, and ratchet-strapped taut down to the bondage bed, and his asshole is filled with a buzzing remote control buttplug. It is time to make things very difficult for him in chastity. Because what fun is chastity without being teased to the point of painful straining in the cage? I want to suffer as he gets harder and harder with my ass seated on his face, teasing him with his greatest weakness. PART II. How can gimpy help but grow stiff in his chatity device while I am facesitting him? My ass covers his entire face, smothering him until all he can smell is my asshole and pussy and feel my cheeks pressed up against his face. I love watching him struggle against his chastity device, and naturally, nothing pleases me more than turning up vibration on the butt plug in his ass. I want him to struggle with desire, conflicted with the knowledge that he is not allowed to cum while challenged with my perfect ass teasing him. I'm going to make things very, very difficult for him. PART III. In a moment of supreme generosity, I let gimpy out of the chastity device that he is struggling so much inside. Or is it a trap? I edge him with my hands, stroking and teasing his well-lubed up cock in a handjob that will surely bring him to the brink of cumming a little too fast. He's not allowed to cum, of course. But I delight in making this oh-so-difficult for him, grinding my crotch against his cock while I stroke him closer and closer. PART IV. gimpy has been edged so much -- how could a simple slave like him stop himself from cumming when my hands are on his cock and my ass is on his face, stroking him to an unstoppable pleasure? He's not allowed to cum, but he was always destined to fail. His orgasm was never up to him. His orgasm belongs to me, and I can make him cum however I please, despite him knowing the consequences. He knows he's not allowed to cum for six months, but he is just a weak bitch for his Cruel Mistress. So when he finally does cum, it's time for me to dole out just punishments. I punch him in the balls again and again, ballbusting him into complete orgasmic ruination. His orgasm is mine to create and mine to ruin.

When two Dommes have two slaves in their hands, it's so easy to go a little overboard with the torments. Athena Fatale and I can't help but grab our slaves by the balls, squeezing, punching, and slapping them just to hear the bitches scream. When one of our slaves finally taps out, Athena sits on the remainng slaves' face while I line up my whip to expertly singletail his remaining balls...

Athena Fatale and I are eager to switch things up on our slavey sluts. We exchange holes and try some novel ways at fucking their holes -- Athena with a strap-on bound to her sexy boots, and me with a harness slipped onto my powerful thighs. How many different ways can these sluts get fucked?

PART I. 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. PART II. 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.

An ass is the perfect way to incentivize a struggling slave who's getting his balls whipped, of course. I facesit our slave while Athena Fatale, whips his balls. It's so lovely to feel him wriggling in pain underneath me. And to finally top it all off -- as a final payment for even allowing him the pleasure of our asses on his face, we both begin whipping him simultaneously until he can't take any more.

PART I. It's gimping time! My slave is wearing a latex catsuit, but that's just the beginning of his descent into shiny, rubbery bondage. I encase his face in a molded rubber hood, stuffing my soaked panties into his mouth, and then covering up the remaining openings of his face in a latex gas mask. His neck is put into a brace so that he can't move his head at all (nor can he see what is happening). Bit by bit, I bind up his remaining skin – inflatable long rubber mitts on his hands and crippling ballerina heels – and then strap him tight with leather straps. He can't help but try to rub his cock against his catsuit as the bondage gets tighter and tighter. The final touch? My dirty gym socks as a filter on the gas mask. He will taste my gold in his mouth and smell the fresh aroma of my sweaty feet while entirely enveloped and bound. PART II. The only thing separating me from my rubber gimp is a thin layer of latex (and of course, all the heavy bondage he's in). His hard cock is not in chastity, for once! Just that skintight second skin of rubber... I can't help myself. I have to rub my hands all over his cock through the latex. It's so shiny, appealing, and I can see it twitch and writhe from my every touch. I love hearing him groan and watching him writhe as I squeeze and rub it – but not fully, of course. How could I, with that rubber separating us? I can't even grab it fully. ;) And that's just how I like it. I want him on edge with my touch, wanting more but never getting enough. And all throughout, I play with his breath, restricting it with the dirty gym socks through the gas mask, and then giving it back to him. Watching him shake as he panics and attempts to breathe while his cock gets harder from the fear. I finally can't help myself. I have to lick the shiny cock. I never suck cock, and then only time I will do it is when I'm teasing and denying it. He feels the pressure of my tongue up and down his cock head and his shaft, but he can't feel the wetness, the warmth... Teasing and denying his rubber cock. PART III. Now that your cock has been all teased and pent up, I think it's a perfect time to let it out and...play with it. It's been almost three weeks since you came, and I know this will be entertaining. But first, the hard part: a thorough urethral sounding. A metal rod up and down your hole to open you up. A medical sound to fuck you from the inside. Don't worry darling, I know it's scary, but you have no choice but to let me in. Your cock is so hard that fitting the sound in is a bit of a challenge, but I always get my way, one way or another. And anyway, you're entirely bound up in heavy bondage. There's no way you can actually say no. My hand gently sliding up and down your cock while I sound you, the perfect mix of pleasure and pain...until you feel like you will explode... PART IV. After my slave is spent, his cock milked well and empty, he is at his most vulnerable. His weakest. I put the Venus 2000 milker on his cock, sucking it back to life again. I'm going to leave it on him for as long as I want...minutes, hours, days...who knows? I'll let him out when he's a "better" slave. But really, I think my gimp would be better as a gimp...forever. And now is the perfect time to indoctrinate and reprogram him into my perfect slave. While his dick is getting rhythmically sucked off by a machine, I put headphones on him with my voice telling him exactly what I want out of him. Exactly what I want him to be, and what he will be. He's unable to resist me. The sensation of his cock getting sucked off as well as my soothing voice in his ears is too much for him to resist. Soon enough, I'll come back when he's finally my brainwashed slave.