Thursday, November 4, 2010

Locked & Loaded


I had a delightfully wicked session with a young boy last night. Originally from Across the Pond, he had an adorable accent. During the interview process he had expressed an interest in chastity, amongst other things. And being a respectful and thoughtful boy, he booked his session with some advance notice, creating a window of opportunity in which he was able to remain completely chaste (or so he says), and present himself to Me - locked & loaded.

He arrived on time for his appointment, properly attired in a locking, metal chastity device similar to the one here. It was connected to a fine fitting, fully adjustable leather harness with locking side buckles. I just adore locking anything.

I had him remove his clothing, minus the device and his gold toed socks, and sat him in My hydraulic medical chair. I conducted an oral exam followed by a close inspection of the locking cage that, if working correctly, should prohibit any unnecessary wanking. Apparently he does a lot of - wanking, and in My experience with these types, most likely way too much of it. If any of you have been reading along here on this blog, then you know I have a penchant for chastity as a form of control.

After strapping him into the Torment Chair, I tortured the available and exposed skin on his cock and balls, playing with a multitude of sensations and abrasions. Not to mention a lot of clips, clamps, and some pointy wooden skewers. I warmed him further with a violet wand, bringing sparks to the metal cage - he moaned with pleasure and begged for more through his bit gag.

The torment continued from a more comfortable position, secured to the bondage bed in a simple yet effective frog tie, hands over head.
I dilated his cock with sounds and incorporated My Eros Tek box, electrifying the sounds and sending him into overdrive. He managed to control himself magnificently throughout the entire session, earning himself the very special honor of relieving his tension onto a paper plate only to suck it up through a silly straw, making for a happy Mistress.