I've come back from working out, and I'm smelling a bit... ripe. I lift up my armpits to sniff them and waft the sweaty scent in your direction, laughing at how it automatically gets you hard. How else can I tease your love for my body odor and make you weak? What if I run my fingers through my sweaty ass crack and make you sniff it off my finger? What if I rub my sneakers in your face? I want to watch you grow more and more helpless for my scent so you know who truly owns you. I want to take advantage of your horniness by making you jerk off to my smell...

PART I. "A perfect little rubber toy for myself. You are going to be my rubber slave, and I will immobilize you bit by bit until you can't escape. You're already clad in a skintight latex catsuit, and it only makes sense to cover your bitch face with a rubber hood. Seeing is a privilege. Don't worry, I'll put my used panties in your mouth as a gag before closing the hood back up. And to make sure you don't speak, this head harness and muzzle will keep you shut up nice and tight. Layers of bondage means chest harness, leather bondage boots, leather bondage mitts, spreader bars, and rope, all attached to my underbed bondage system. Bit by bit, I will immobilize you until you have no escape. Of course, your cute little cock and balls will be available for my use. For now, I will keep them locked up in chastity, but unzipped from the catsuit. Writhe and moan for me in that bondage. This is just the beginning." "Now that you're all suited up, bound, and helpless, it's time to your cock. PART II. Are you scared? This chastity device really makes putting these TENS unit electrodes on your cock and balls so easy. It separates out that sensitive taint area and your balls so I can shock both areas with ease! Meanwhile, all you have to do is lie there and take it. I like watching your entire body tense up as electricity jolts through you. Good thing I gagged your mouth with panties and a muzzle, right? You're screaming so loudly that the neighbors might hear you! Better be quiet...don't want them knowing how much of a rubber freak you are in that latex catsuit and bondage. That looks like it hurts, doesn't it? Too bad you can't escape. Why do you think I spent all that time putting you in bondage and leaving your genitals out? It was purely for my entertainment. Shh – be quiet! You're being far too loud. Do I need to smother you to shut you up? Perhaps my fingers pinched around your nose...or maybe I'll just put plastic wrap over your face. Be quiet, don't breathe. Don't make a peep while I turn this electricity on my ErosTek higher and higher..." PART III. "I've spent so much time toying and hurting your cock – will it even be able to cum after all that oh-so-confusing electricity through the balls and taint? Now's a good time to find out! I like teasing and taunting you with my hands first. Running my fingers over it, grabbing your cock and feeling it get hard in my hand. After all that , you can still get hard. And why not? I'm sure that latex catsuit wrapped all over your body, my panties in your mouth, your limbs restrained, and my playing with your most sensitive body parts...of course you would be hard It's time to pull out the Venus 2000. After all, I'm never going to suck your cock, so we might as well use a machine to do what no human will ever do. I'm going to relish turning this on high and dropping it down low, changing the rhythm so that you are constantly on edge. Bringing the speed up just enough so that you feel like you're getting sucked off by an angel, and then dropping it terribly low so that you're so close and so far. You're so cute when you're writhing in bondage and erotic ecstasy. I like lying next to you and feeling you clench next to me, knowing that you can't touch me at all, and I can touch you in every single way. What if I leave it on high like this? Remember, you can never cum without my permission. Your cock and balls, your mind and body, and your orgasm all belong to me. No being selfish. I'll just leave this on high while I leave the room. What's that smell? It's the scent of my wizz through the gas mask bubbler, silly! Doesn't that smell so good? Meanwhile, you're getting sucked off by the milking machine, your body is entirely tied up, and I'm here to laugh at you trying to keep your orgasm under wraps. Ok, you can cum... Oh, you thought I was going to remove the milking machine after you came? How cute."

My slave boyfriend gimpy is so pent up after not being allowed release for months. More pent up than I've seen in a while. So pent up that he feels like he'll explode from me tugging on his balls. And when he's all restrained, bound in leather bondage, arm and legbinders? Well. This should be fun...

I know you can't keep your eyes off of our legs, asses, and feet in nylons. Domina Helena Locke and I are irresistable in them -- the way they contour and show off our perfect bodies makes you horny and helpless. And we even brought a pair for you to wear! Go ahead, put it on and hump away to our legs. We want you to helplessly stroke while we toy with you in our pantyhose.

PART V. After the arduous task of being made to sniff my ass and my armpits (sarcasm), it's finally time to edge the bitch! Of course, this gimp is all pent up from being tied up despite being humiliated for his sexual inadequacies. And as if I can't make him even more desperate than him, I start describing the new bull and some select details from our sexy night before. Despite how much I tug on his leashed balls, he gets harder and harder... PART VI. My gimp is so hard while I edge him in bondage. I want to up the ante. I start graphically describing the sex I had with the new bull from the night before, and I enjoy watching and feeling my gimp boyfriend become inexplicably hard at the thought. After all, I keep him so denied that he'll get hard to practically anything. I trap him between my ass cheeks, jerking him off and then stopping right as he reaches the edge. I'm in a good mood, maybe I'll let him cum if he's a good boy... PART VII. All this talk about my new bull has me extra excited. I've decided I'll spice things up a bit -- I'll let him cum after I cum numerous times on top of him. I pull out my vibrator and start grinding against it while seated on him, my hand gripping his cock. "I'll let you cum after my fifth orgasm," I laugh, and I get closer and closer...

Knowing how desperate slave gimpy is makes me all the more eager to torment him some more. His orgasm is right there -- it's clear by the way he shallowly breathes, trying to push it down so as not to cum without permission -- and I am having fun toying with his cock, seeing how close to the edge he can get. I give him tingles with light, gentle touches, only to overload him with full firm strokes. He doesn't know what to do except panic and grow harder. Is it time to cum yet?

Hey loser -- it's that time again where you jerk off to me. You can't help yourself, of course, so go ahead -- whip it out and start stroking. Each stroke brings you closer to me, closer to serving me, closer to being mine. Show me how badly you want me to be your bitch by edging yourself to me. I want you to bring yourself as close as possible to cumming, and when I snap my fingers, you'll cum for me...

PART I. I have my slave gimpy bound up in an inescapable leather sleepsack, head immobilized and gagged, and with all his senses deprived, I want to condition him to cum with my scent. It's simple: with no other stimuli to focus on, he'll need to focus on my scent. He sniffs my armpits, my thigh high socks, and my feet while chaste and desperate, growing more and more aroused at the smell of his Mistress, until I finally allow him to lick my pits and my feet. PART II. It's time to up the ante on teasing slave gimpy. After that footjob, I know my work is cut out for me. If anything, it might be difficult to prevent him from cumming -- but I'm sure up to the task. I slide my hands on his cock, gently crazing his skin knowing that he's deeply on edge from earlier. I want to draw out the handjob. I want to edge him so that the lightest touch makes him cum, all the while he's associating his orgasm with the scent of my armpits and my feet. I rub my pits and feet into his face while edging him, making him lick and clean me while I continuously edge him. Of course he cums -- but at what cost? After all, that cum needs to go somewhere, right? PART III. It's time to up the ante on teasing slave gimpy. After that footjob, I know my work is cut out for me. If anything, it might be difficult to prevent him from cumming -- but I'm sure up to the task. I slide my hands on his cock, gently crazing his skin knowing that he's deeply on edge from earlier. I want to draw out the handjob. I want to edge him so that the lightest touch makes him cum, all the while he's associating his orgasm with the scent of my armpits and my feet. I rub my pits and feet into his face while edging him, making him lick and clean me while I continuously edge him. Of course he cums -- but at what cost? After all, that cum needs to go somewhere, right?

slave boyfriend gimpy is so close to the edge. It's almost like...a single pull on his balls might squeeze the cum out of his cock. Or a finger on his shaft. Or a single hand stroke on his cock. But how will he cum? And how hard will he cum? And how ruined will he be? On today's episode of controlling my slave boyfriend through his cock and bondage. ;)