I love this punishment. I don’t like the pain, but dear god, this punishment gets me into the submissive headspace like no other.
The drool is an added humiliation that emphasizes the dichotomy between us. I’m a naked, drooling mess and he’s watching on, controlling when I can stop drooling.
My tongue is out for him, and I can barely speak. I can hardly vocalize the protests that I have. Not like he would listen, anyway. If I earned the punishment, I have to go through with it.
It’s such a delicious way of reminding me that I am your pet.
Anonymous asked: How do you condition.
Very carefully! Actually its the same way you would conditioning anything: you associate what you want with what is happening. For example, let me tell you a story:
Worked with someone who was in a professional environment. She was actually pretty hesitant to take any sort of play out of the bedroom. Always afraid someone would see her, so when I gave her instructions to follow during the day, at first she said doing them didn’t turn her on. That it just felt creepy.
So I started small. I picked out her panties for her each day, introducing a little bit of control. We didn’t live close together, so she’d text me a picture of three panties to choose from. I’d pick one and she’d ware them to work. During the first week, when she came home I required her to cum by rubbing through those panties that I had picked out.
When the weekend came, we spent it together and she wasn’t allowed to wear any panties. She was fine with that so long as it wasn’t “at work,” because, she held that it wouldn’t turn her on. However she did say she was really enjoying thinking about the fact I was in-control of her underwear while she was at work. But, it wasn’t arousing (she was careful to point out.)
Next week, I changed the rules slightly. She couldn’t wear panties at all unless she was at work. When she came home the first thing she had to do was cum though the panties, and then take them off.
That weekend we didn’t get to see each other, and I had her hold to the rule: no touching except though the panties, and no panties unless she had come home from work that day and I picked them out. She thought she had me beat when she asked “well I can go into work on Sunday and do some extra work, so that will follow the rules.” “Then I can cum right?” I acted as if she had though of something I hadn’t and agreed to pick out her panties for a trip to the office on Sunday to do at least an hour of work. (I argued that if it wasn’t an hour it wouldn’t count, but honesty it didn’t matter one bit. I just wanted to keep her distracted to what was really happening.) That weekend I sent her several text messages teasing her about not wearing panties. She was quite turned on as I had her cum at least once a day for the last two week but suddenly on Saturday she wasn’t allowed to even touch.
She came home on Sunday after being at work for only and hour and told me she came in her entry way of her apartment because she was so horny. I knew this couldn’t have happened without her being horny at work. I also knew she was probably horny from the moment she put the panties on to go to work. That was it, I knew I had her hooked.
You see, all this time at work that she “wasn’t aroused” I knew that it wasn’t what she though of as being horny, it was just anticipation. Converting anticipation to arousal is easy. So instead of training arousal, I trained anticipation.
I picked out her panties on Sunday night and told her to take them off right as she got home Monday. She wouldn’t be cumming or touching on Monday. Monday night when we talked, she begged. Tuesday she begged like she meant it. Just to be sure I waited until she got home on Wednesday night. She called me right away.
I listened to her, and helped her pick out her panties she’d wear to work the next day with out giving a hint about what I was doing. When I told her she could cum through these panties now if she wanted, or tomorrow too before she left for work that was fine, but these were the only ones she’d get to wear to work, and she wouldn’t be allowed to wash them. If she wanted to wear none, that was fine. If she wanted to wear these that was fine. It didn’t matter to me.
She came that night through them, and the next morning again. She tried wearing them to work but found she was wet and uncomfortable. She went into the bathroom to take them off and confessed that night she end up playing with her clit though them before she did.
15 minutes later she was back in the bathroom putting them back on again, hoping they’d dried enough. She was getting so wet she was afraid it would show through her dress.
When she came home, we talked first about what had happened. She needed to cum again. She had been horny all day. Before she came I had her tell me how much she liked being a little slut for me at work. Then I had her ask me to do it again to her.
The next day I picked out her panties, but she at to wear them bunched up between her pussy lips all day.
How do you think that went?
"No, we’re not done yet, princess. You owe me at least one more."
"I can’t believe you are this hypnotized looking at my cock. I think you might want to lick it. Nod your head and open your mouth if you’re ready."
"Sit down, I have something to put in your mouth."
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You could never decide if you were more excited, or more embarrassed, when your wife demonstrated the arts of tease and denial to younger women curious about controlling their men…
Take the 1000 stroke challenge.
We did this, and it was fantastic.
The rules are this… he must not cum until he completes the challenge, but he can take a break at any time, so long as he gets his daily strokes in without coming. If he fails to get his day’s required strokes in by midnight he must start over on the next day.
On the first day, he must endure 100 strokes without coming, and each day increase the number of strokes by 100, until the 10th day when he must endure 1000 strokes without coming.
When we did this, on his 6th day he had to work late, and by then could only take about 15 strokes at a time before needing a break to keep from coming. He was insanely horny, and the fact that midnight was just around the corner made the pressure that much harder to control. Midnight came before he finished 600 strokes, and he had to start over at 100 the next day.
We realized that by this point he was soooo insanely horny and sensitive, we had to budget out his strokes throughout the whole day to get them all in without him coming.
When he finally made it to the 1000th stroke (on the 16th day lol), he was already starting to cum, so I stopped stroking to let him enjoy his hard earned orgasm without me distratcting him with more stimulation ;)