Yesterday i left Sir’s early that morning as had to make my way to work, without having any release and being kept awake most of the night.
Master and myself had planned on keeping the evening of Thursday the 29th March for ‘equal time’ and to head out into Manchester for a night out, to better aquatint ourselves to one another, however, we’ve had to postpone this for when Master returns from his overseas visit. So, instead we had a fun of bondage! Not that either of us minded.
So, Master came over, with the printed out copy of the contract… By now, it was day 11 of chastity and was gagging to cum. So, Master promised me that if i pleased him, he’d maybe consider letting me cum. Fantastic news, but dreaded what i’d have to endure first!
So, cutting to the salient point, there i am kneeling on my bedroom floor, with a humbler device attached, reading out the contract in it’s entirety, whilst being spanked with the cane by Sir. The contract covers 5 pages, with 11 sections. Ouch!
After pleasing Sir by reading out the contract and signing it, giving him a good blow-job, he then went to play with me… i’m restrained again to the bed, Sir carries out CBT on me… Including deep heat on my balls and he even wanks me with it…
Having gone from at least twice a day type of person to no cum and chastity, i’m gagging to cum, and was so glad Master allowed me to cum. It’s the most amazing feeling.
We spend the night in bed together, and really enjoyed snuggling up to bed with him. However, in the middle of the night, he locks me again to the bed. The next morning it was awful, as we’re not going to see another for a few weeks as Sir’s away on overseas travel.