Shiny Nipple Chain and Clamps Review

I was a little hesitant when the Shiny Nipple Chain and Clamps arrived on my door step from UberKinky.  Mainly because I have very sensitive nipples and doing this review would mean I would have to try them out.

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After taking a quick picture of the package I opened it and sat with these clamps on my lap for a good ten minutes before I built up the courage to squeeze open the clasp and gently place one on my left nipple.
The initial bite felt as I expected,  painful.  But after a few moments it was almost a pleasant feeling.
I quickly added the other to get the full experience.
It was all good until I pulled the connecting chain up and Ouch!
I lasted about a minute before I took one off.
That was something I was not expecting,  it hurts more than putting it on as the blood rushes back into my nipple.
I started at the other one,  knowing that it had to come off.
Very gently I opened the clasp and gritted my teeth.

As you may have guessed this was the first time I have tried nipple clamps,  I am a wimp when it comes to pain and I don’t like my nipples played with at the best of times.

Luckily for me these clamps will never go on me again,  I have a slave for that.

 

A close inspection of the nipple clamps show that they are well made.
The links in the chain look like they won’t come apart and the clasps have a rubber pad over the part that touches the skin.
They close shut by a spring like a clothes peg and are reasonably firm, A little tighter than a average clothes peg. These clamps grip enough to never forget they are there.

My advice is to grip as much nipple as possible to increase the surface area of the pinch.  This makes them less painful and more enjoyable for longer use.

My slave came home from work. Now the proper tests can start.

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I snapped my fingers and pointed to the floor,  he dropped his work bag and knelt at my feet, kissing one of them as a way to say “Hi”

I had him remove his top and I played with his nipples,  hidden in my hand was the clamps.
Once his nipples were nice and erect I quickly clamped his right nipple with my new toy.
His eyes widened and he silently mouthed the word ouch.
Then I put the other one on.
The other nipple of my slave is pierced and he let out a little scream as it’s firm grip took hold.
He quickly removed it himself.  It turns out it is rather more painful to a nipple with a ring though it.
I had him put it on himself and he found a more acceptable place to put it,  again as much nipple in the clamp as possible was a lot more comfortable for him on the pieced nip.

He said he liked the way it hurt and found it quite pleasurable.

Until I started pulling on the chain.

I made him keep them on for 15 minutes before I showed him what it felt when they are removed.

He said that his mind was on his nipples the whole time and said that he doubted he could have kept them on much longer.

Challenge accepted.

Once they were removed he felt extra sensitive and he felt his t-shirt rubbing against his nipples.
I let his sore nipples recover while I sent him off for a shower.  He was told not to get dressed after.

When he came back down stairs I was ready for the final test.

First I cuffed his hands behind his back with my police issue handcuffs.
Then carefully placed a clamp on his pieced nipple,  being careful that the nipple ring was in the center just the way he did before.
Then I led him to the hallway by the nipple chain where we have a water pipe running down the wall.
The chain was put behind the pipe then connected to his other nipple.
He was trapped in place and dared not move.
He froze solid.

So I tickled him.
Not the first time I heard someone laugh and scream at the same time,  but it never gets old.

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He moaned that it was painful but his body told me that he was enjoying it,  a lot.

I made a makeshift gag with my thongs and started on his ass with my crop.

I eventually left him like that for a whole 30 minutes before I slowly removed both clamps.

I intent to remove them when he is on the brink of orgasm next time I get the chance just to see his reaction.

This was his first experience with nipple clamps too and he enjoyed them a lot more than I did.  He said the slightest move of the chain changed the way they felt,  making the clamps bite into him.
He said 15 minutes was long enough and the forced 30 minutes was a little longer than he would have liked.

The rest of the evening he was very sensitive.  I licked them better and he said that felt amazing.
Of course I pinched them every chance I got all evening too.

I don’t have any other nipple clamps to compare these too but we are very happy with them.  They hurt as expected but not so much that it is unbearable.  Just the right mixture between pleasure and pain.

But for me,  my nipples won’t be going anywhere near them again.

As for my slave,  well he don’t get a choice and will have them on often.

 

For more information or to buy these wrist restraints head over to Uberkinky below and check them out.

Shiny Nipple Chain and Clamps

 

or for their whole range of nipple clamps follow this link

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Kinky Camping – The Torture Tent

Continued from part 1 here.

 

It was slaveboy’s job to get us back to the campsite after our long track into the woods to play away from civilization.

Long story short, it took him over two hours for us back to the campsite, and it was getting dark.

I was not happy.

He tried to say it was because he was blindfolded for such a long time while tied to that tree, but my mind was made up, I had my victim for the torture tent.

As soon as we got back I allowed Jane to finally take off the latex stockings that had been bothering her all afternoon and send her off for a shower.

Slaveboy was to have no such luxuries.

As soon as Jane left I ordered him into the cheap two man cub tent that I had set up earlier.

In each corner I hammered a tent peg through the ground sheet and attached chains with leather cuffs,  instead of a nice comfy air bed was just a mat.

“Strip and throw your clothes outside the tent!”

He knew he was in trouble.

I had him lay with his head towards the zipper of the tent and slipped his ankles in the cuffs. I made sure to place my pussy that was hiding under my shiny leggings over his face as I laid over him to reach. Leggings like these.

Feeling up his legs as I maneuvered back up, I took his cock in my mouth. Well, the chastity tube that his cock was locked into.

He grabbed my ass with his unchained hands so a quick flick to his balls told him to keep his hands to himself.

I told him for that I will make the chains as short as I could and attached his wrist cuffs on the first chain link from the tent pegs.

Then I pounced on him, kissing and biting him all over, driving him crazy with my body and touch, his hard cock in the chastity belt was leaking precum by the time I finished ravaging him and he was panting. My poor boy was very horny before we left for this trip (I made sure of it) and now here he was, naked apart from a chastity belt, bound spread eagled in a small tent.

I pulled him up a bit so his head was outside the door zipper, then I zipped up the door to his neck, leaving his head outside.

With a peck to the forehead I told him I was going for a shower, grabbed my stuff and headed off, leaving him bound in a public place with his head still outside.

At the shower block the que was huge, Jane was near the front so it made sense to jump in the shower with her. Sorry guys we didn’t get up to anything apart from plan what we were going to do with slaveboy this evening. He will be our entertainment.

Jane can be quite wicked with she puts her mind to it.

We walked back to the tents in our dressing gowns and boots, Jane went into the tent and danced out carrying the latex stockings that she had on all day during our hike.

Slaveboy groined, He guessed what was coming next.

She rubbed her damp latex stockings all over my slave boys face,  stopping only to order him to stick his tounge out so that he can taste the rubbery sweat from the foot part.
He looked disgusted by what was happening to him,  but bound the way he was he had little choice but to accept what was being done.

“I should have made you lick my feet clean when I first took them off” Jane told him between his protests.

I walked over to his tent and sat on the ground by his head.

“Jane my dear,  since my husband is unavailable to do his jobs right now I would like you to give me a pedicure”
Jane smiled sweetly and laid both latex stockings inside out over slave boys face and tip toed off to fetch the pedicure kit from her bag.

I spend the next 30 minutes with my feet either side of the slaves head,  while Jane cut and painted my toe nails.
As she cut each one she held the slaves nose so that he opened his mouth and fed him my toenails.
I have done this to him once before and he absolutely hated it.

For a man with a huge foot fetish he still had some limits with feet,  limits that I ignore.

“Horny babe? ” I asked him as I slipped my boots back on.

“oh god yes,  I am so desperate Kara”  he panted.

“Good,  what would you do to get that lock off your cock for bit?  Just to stretch and feel what it is like to have a hard on again? ”

His eyes lite up” Anything that Mistress wants” he said with a smile.

 

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“No cumming while your in the torture tent though,  you will have to wait until you have earned the right to get in my sleeping bag with me for that. ”

I admit I was horny myself and was working out in my head when I will fuck him this weekend.
At some point I planned on having Jane bound in that tent so I can get some alone time with my horny mess of a husband.

“Anything I want?  Really?  Wow thank you.  Jane,  go find me some stinging nettles”
I said with a fake villain laugh.

Jane giggled and jumped to her feet,  then disappeared into the trees behind our tents.

I climbed into the tent with my slave,  after a few elbows and knees in sensitive places I finally laid next to him and hugged him tight.
I placed my head on his chest and gently played with his exposed balls that poked out from around his Cb6000 chastity belt. (Link to one just like it)

“Here is the deal slave. When Jane finds some stinging nettles I will unlock your cock for an hour,  but before the chastity belt goes back on I will make sure your cock is itchy from the nettles.  I want to see you squirm,  it makes me so hot watching you squirm. ”

He squirmed a little in his bonds to remind me how he looks.

” Then if you are a really good boy I will fuck your brains out tomorrow morning before we go home,  how does that sound?”

A big smile came across his face and he said “I will gladly take the nettles if it means I get to have sex with you”

Rubbing my hands over his chest I found his nipple and pinched it until he screwed his face up.
We spend the next few minutes kissing passionately until we were interrupted by Jane outside the tent.

“I have them Kara” she chirped and laid the nettles on the ground by the entrance of the tent.

“Lift you bum up slave” I said to my husband.
He lifted his ass In the air the best he could while being bound spread eagled.

I placed some of the nettles under his arse and told him if he relaxes and lowers his bum expect it to itch.

One last kiss and I was out of the hot tent,  this time I zipped up the front so my slave was fully inside.

Jane started to build a fire as it was almost dark while I popped into my big tent to find the key to the slaves chastity belt.

 

It was not in my purse.

Jane came in the tent to tell me she’s finished the fire, the barbecue was lite and it was wine-O’clock.

But I was in a panic, I had emptied out all the bags and I could not find the key to the chastity belt anywhere.

We didn’t bring his spare as he was with me the whole time and in an emergency I could unlock him with my key.

My key that I was now convinced was still on my bedside table 170 miles north of us.

I told Jane my problem.
Her reaction was to run out of the tent shouting at the top of her voice.
“Haha guess who’s not getting unlocked slave! ”

 Jane has a big mouth, I was not going to tell him yet.

I opened the front of his tent and jammed a ball gag into his mouth. It was exactly like this one. As I could do without him moaning at me, I was as annoyed about this as he will be.

He was still bound spread eagled on his back with his ass in the air so the nettles don’t sting him. His eyes were wide open looking for an explanation.

I dug my fingers into his hips tickling him, making his legs give out forcing him onto the stinging nettles.

“Jane is right I am afraid slave, you forgot to bring the key didn’t you?

He tried to protest, it came out as “Mmmph Mmmff!”

I pulled out a nettle leaf from under him and held it up to his face. “Are you going to calm down or does this go on your balls?”

He tried to pull his arms free but it was pointless, he has never escaped my bondage work.

I licked his cheek and rubbed his balls with the leaf. When I was done I pushed his hips into the nettles under him once more and zipped up the tent, leaving him in his itchy prison.

I picked up a bottle of wine and drank from it, “If I cant have sex we might as well get drunk” I said to Jane and slumped down by the fire. I was gutted, I never intended to keep him locked up all weekend as I have been teasing him all week getting him ready for that night.

It was dark and Jane and I was more than a little tipsy before I finally let him out of the tent, I sent him off for a shower waring only my pink silk dressing gown and fluffy slippers before he joined us by the fire, I even allowed him some cream to cool down his hot itchy bum.

The three of us spent the evening watching the flames dance around the wood that Jane had collected, slaveboy kept the fire going until it was time for bed.

“Since Jane has been the perfect submissive all day I am afraid you will be sleeping in the torture tent” I said to my husband. His release from bondage was only temporary.

The leather fur lined cuffs was still attached to the short chains inside the tent (I have a review of them here) It took no time at all to have him bound on his back again, this time I gave him a little more wiggle room by extending the chains from the tent pegs fixing him to the ground.

Even after Jane and I had retired to our sleeping bags I could still hear his horny moans, the poor thing was so turned on and there is nothing either of us could do about it until we got home.

If we could hear him then he could hear us.

I whispered to Jane “lets tease him once more before we sleep”

We spend the next twenty minutes making sex noises pretending to be making out, I could only imagine what that was doing to him, staked out in chastity thinking his wife was getting sexual pleasure from her best friend.

Jane eventually passed out in her sleeping bag next to me, snoring with her mouth wide open on her back.

3am and I was still awake, all I could think about was sex. I laid there for ages trying to forget my horny husband was in the next tent with a hard on.

I got up to goto the toilet block, I slipped on my pink gown that slaveboy had worn earlier and unzipped our tent.

On my return I headed for slaveboys tent and climbed in with him, he was still awake too.

“I want you” was all I said to him as I closed the zipper, grabbing his locked up cock.

He whimpered in agreement, he was rock hard in the chastity tube.

I opened my silk gown and slid my hand into my thongs. “I want you to watch me have the orgasm you cant have” I breathed into his ear.

I kissed his neck as I played with myself, rubbing my legs on his I breathed deeply as I got closer to the edge.

I did consider pushing my pussy to his face so he could pleasure me, but the way he was bound it would mean that I would have to be mostly outside the tent so he just laid there watching me bring myself off.

“Squirm for me slave, it turns me on so much seeing you squirm.”

He made no effort, he was exhausted after the long day in the woods. I found a few leafs from the stinging nettles and rubbed it over his nipples and balls and soon he was squirming like crazy.

“Good boy” I smiled as I tried to be quiet as I came.

Biting my lip I came hard, bucking my hips into him, grinding on him.

I made him lick my fingers before I left the tent, I even left him my thongs as a little present before I went back to my sleeping bag.

Soon I was asleep, satisfied and happy.

I was woken up to Jane packing her things, my stuff was all over the tent as I had up turned all my bags looking for that key the night before.

After a trip to the shower block I untied my husband and set him free to help pack up the tents.

“Be careful with the cub tent slave, you will be sleeping in that in our garden the next time you piss me off” I shouted over to him.

The car was packed and we left for home, slaveboy was driving with me in the front seat next to him, Jane was watching a film on her tablet in the back.

I opened the glove box to get out a CD to put on and guess what fell out as I opened it.

That damn key!

 

Read my review of the fur lined leather cuffs that he was bound with here

 

 

 

 

 

Kinky Camping

Last month I came up with a idea,  a damn fine idea if I do say so myself.
I decided we needed a weekend brake,  work has kept me too busy to book a full holiday this year,  so a weekend camping trip on a quiet little site I know down south would be perfect for me to unwind.

I told my husband that Jane would be joining us.
What’s more relaxing than taking both my slaves with me.

My slave boy has been locked in chastity for the last week,  he kept reminding me to take his key as I took it off my ankle chain to tease him with a few days ago and it is still not back in its normal place.

We got up early to pack,  I had a extra bag full of toys to keep my two slaves in line.

We have a nice big tent but we stopped off on the way to pick up a cheap cub tent for £8.  The reasons will become clear soon.

Slaveboy drove while Jane and I started on a crate of larger, there is something about camping that calls for cans and not wine for a change.

On arrival to the campsite, we found our pitch. A nice quiet spot in the trees away from the rest of the tents. When the car stopped Jane and I just stared at my husband, eventually he got the message and started unpacking the tents while we carried on drinking. Putting up a tent looks like hard work and im here on a brake.

After what seems like an eternity he finally had both tents up, my huge 6 man modern tent and a little cub tent next to it.

I crawled into the small tent with a mallet, my bag and some tent pegs. After a bit of cursing I finished my torture tent, I had chains pegged into the ground through the ground sheet with cuffs locked to the chains in each of the four corners.

“Right you two, One of you will be sleeping chained up in my torture tent tonight, the other will be in my luxury tent having fun with me. I sergest you both try your heardest to keep me happy”

Jane looked at me in slight disbelief.  I think she was under the impression that she was with us as my friend and not a submissive.

After a few hours of having my two slaves unpack all my things and finish setting the tents up,  I fancied a walk into the woods to see if I can find a spot near the river I found a few years back.
I gave my slaveboy a holdall to carry and the rest of the crate of drinks.

 Jane will have to get changed first.  She was happy to stand back and watch my husband do all the work,  So she will have a little punishment to carry out.

Inside the big tent I found something to make the walk a bit uncomfortable for her.
I had her put on latex stockings under her jeans and she carried a ball gag in her hand. Nothing too nasty yet,  just a little reminder that I can make her weekend hard unless she keeps me very happy indeed.

I made my husband wait outside while I got her ready.  He is horny enough without him seeing Janes cute little feet in latex.  She had her trainers and jeans back on before we left the tent.

We set off into the woods.

It was slave boys job to make sure we didn’t get lost as he had drunk a considerable amount less than Jane and I at this point.

After a long walk and a few wrong turns we eventually found the spot I was looking for,  a beautiful remote place by a stream.  My two slaves were hot, and Jane was moaning her feet hurt for the last 40 minutes.

We sat by the water taking in the view until I decided that it was time for some entertainment.

“Both of you,  remove your T-shirt and jeans” I said out of the blue.
They both hesitated.

“Come on  there is no one for miles,  strip! ”

Jane flashed me a grin and started removing her trainers so she could take off her tight jeans,  slaveboy took this as his trigger to do the same.
Soon they were both in their underware.  Jane in a matching bra and panties set with latex stockings and slaveboy in a cute pair of pink satin thongs and nylon hold ups that I had him put on when we got out of bed earlier that day.

Jane pointed and laughed at him, like she always does when she sees him like that.

“Now give me your clothes” I said before opening the holdall and stuffing their clothing into it.

“If you want to see them again then you need to do exactly as I say without hesitation.

While my hand was in the holdall I pulled out some handcuffs. “Jane,  be a dear and cuff him around that tree,  hands behind his back around the trunk” I pointed to my husband.

“yes Mistress” she grinned as she done as I ordered.

I walked behind my slave boy,  pinching his nipples hard. I put my face next to his and said.

“Have you ever imagined what it would be like to be left tied to a tree in the woods,  on your own?  If anyone found you what do you think they would do to a man in stockings and a thong out here? “

He pointed his big Blue eyes at me and just said” Please Mistress ” in a quiet voice.

” Jane,  fetch my blindfold from the bag and cover his eyes,  we are going for a walk. ”

My slave of a husband started to protest,  he really was not up for the idea of being left out here alone.  He soon changed his tone when I showed him the ball gag.
He realised things could always be worse and decided to take what was coming to him like a man.

The last thing slaveboy saw was Jane’s cleavage as she purposely bent over in front of him to cover his eyes with the blindfold.
Then we set off across the steam.
I had no intention of leaving him bound out here alone, we never left sight of him the whole 90 minutes we were gone.
I was surprised Jane showed no inhibitions at all, she was very comfortable walking around outside in just her bra and pants and a very hot pair of latex stockings.
“I have a quest for you Jane.” I said giggling.
“Find me the perfect thing to whip your tight little ass with”
Jane grinned from ear to ear and said “certainly Mistress” in a over acting kinda way.
Jane has a big thing for spanking, but I have never taken it as far as she would like as I dont like hurting her.
She ran about from tree to tree looking for a supple, bendy branch.
When she found one that she was happy with I made her carry it back to my slaveboy in her mouth like a dog.
We approached him from behind, as quietly as we could he didnt seem to notice us until I grabbed both of his nipples hard. He was now sat on his bum, blindfolded with his hands still cuffed behind his back and around a small tree.
Jane was told to wait near him while I found the tent guide rope that was berried at the bottom of the bag.
“It is time for you to test the whip you made Jane, Hands around the tree trunk, above his head please”
Jane stood with her feet between my slaveboys knees, bend at the waist she held her hands each side of the tree waiting for the rope.
It took me no time at all to bind her hands, I am turning into quite the expert at rope bondage.
While I was behind the tree I pulled my husbands blindfold down, in his vision was Jane’s breasts inches from his face.
I covered his eyes once more, I was not about to let my husband perv over my friends tits.
I pulled Jane’s pants down a little exposing her sun tanned ass cheek.
“I want you to count for me slave” I said just before I swished the whip though the air and landed it across Jane’s ass.
She let out a little yelp and rocked forwards on her feet, sending her tits into my husbands face.
“One Mistress”
Jane panted.
We stopped at five, it would have been four but Jane begged me for another.

 

Continued here

 

Honour

UberKinky Grain Leather Fur Lined Wrist Restraints Review



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Unwrapping the Fur lined wrist cuffs from the plain packaging the sweet smell of leather hit me. These cuffs are made of black leather with red fur lining, my favorite two colours for sexy toys.

Before we tried them out I inspected the stitchingand studs in the wrist restraints and could not find a fault. The workmanship looks top notch and are very well made. The guys over at Uberkinky seem to only stock the best quality gear.

Before I got around to properly testing them I had my slave put then on me so I could feelhow comfortable the fur was against my skin. I had then on for 30 minutes while we were taking photos and I must say they are very comfy, I could have worn them all day. They did not make my wrists sweat or rub at all.del

The cuffs fasten with a sturdy buckle and will take a lot of work to remove one handed.

These ankle and wrist restraints are made with long term bondage in mind. Speaking of which, It was time to fully test them out on my slave.

I secured them to his wrists and had him lay on my bed, reacIMAG0759hing up to our chainsthat he has bolted to the wall behind the bed, I used padlocks to connect the ‘D’ ring to the chains. He was not going anywhere.

With my slave bound spread eagled I set about him tickling his armpits and ribs, he struggled like a slave possessed for nearly 20 minutes and the cuffs held firm the whole time. I inspected the restraints once more after his assault and they showed no signs of wear or damage. Neither did his wrists.

The test was repeated with the restraints on his ankles and his hands in handcuffs above his head. with my fingers digging into his hips he kicked his legs about at full force and the cuffs held out well, still no signs of wear or damage.

The Grain Leather Fur Lined Wrist Restraints only have fur touching the captives skin so they are perfect for those with nickel allergies! This makes for a very comfortable experience.

If you are looking for something slightly different Uberkinky have a fantastic range of Ankle and Wrist restraints

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I did find one problem with the restraints.

I managed to slip my hand out of them even after my husband put them on as tight as he could on me.

We couldn’t get them on the tightest hole on the buckle but I managed to pull them off my hands.

Now this is a problem I have had with all cuffs and is not just the wrist cuffs that I am reviewing. My hands and smaller than my wrists and I have never found wrist restraints that would hold me, I have even got out of police handcuffs (long story, the police found it funny and I ended up with the officers phone number after telling him that my cuffs were better)

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They held my husband perfectly and he could not get his
hands out without unbuckling them.

To make sure they work on smaller wrists I put my friend Jane though my famous tickle test and she could not get her hands free no matter how hard she tried. and she tried hard as she was told I would not stop tickling until she freed herself.

She did not.

I let her go eventually.

 

Conclusion.

I found UberKinkIMAG0764y Grain Leather Fur Lined Wrist Restraints to be very well made, the stitching is perfectly crafted and the leather is the sort of quality I have grown to expect when reviewing Hi-end bondage equipment. They are extremely comfortable, perfect for over night bondage or for slaves that like to struggle.

The fact I can slid my hand through them should not put you off these cuffs as this normal for me as I have not yet found a cuff that can hold me.

We have now replaced the old cuffs we used on our bed with these as they are far superior than what we were using.

 

 

 

 

 

For more information or to buy these wrist restraints head over to Uberkinky below and check them out.

 

UberKinky Grain Leather Fur Lined Wrist Restraints 

Home Coming Surprise

I pulled over into a service station on the drive home from staying at my mums.

While drinking my costa I texted my husband to let him know I was on my way home, I wrote:

“30 miles away, strip, and wait for me like you have been trained to do”

I knew that he was already ripping his clothes off and getting into position, probably rock solid in his chastity belt. I always lock him up before I go away.

I walked through the door an hour later, and like a well trained puppy he was kneeling naked by the front door.

Without a word he crawled over as fast as he could and kissed my feet with so much passion he nearly pushed me over.

I closed the front door before the the neighbors seen my slave, then ordered him to get off and lay on his back.

“Did you miss me slave boy?”

I said to him while taking off my top

His eyes lit up and he said  ” Very much Mistress!”

 

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“Good, there is something I have been wanting to do to you for the last week” I took off my shoes leaving my socks on, throwing them on his chest.

Slowly lowering myself down to the floor by his feet, I crawled up his naked body, touching him with as much of my skin as I could.

I could feel his hard on pushing the chastity belt away from his body, he was already breathless.

While I was away I texted him little sexy quests each evening. Every night I had him surf porn while being in different states of dress or self bondage, I had him on skype the whole time watching him get increasingly horny while I had the key to his chastity belt 200 miles away.I kept sending him pictures of the key on its ankle chain.

It drove him nuts, as I could tell by the way he was over worshiping my feet when I arrived.

I rubbed my wet look leggings up his thighs and kissed him passionately before removing them, they got thrown up the hallway into the kitchen while my tongue was still attacking his.

Biting his neck I ground my pussy onto his chastity belt ” I want you so much” I whispered into his ear.

The key to his CB6K was on a ankle chain under the sock I was slowing rubbing up is leg.

Slapping his thighs I told him to spread his legs so I could sit between them, I had my legs bent and my feet on his chest, I rolled a sock down and asked  “Is this where the key is?”

I slowly pealed off the warm sock and laid it across his face while I unclipped the ankle chain with the key to his cock.

I set about him again, kissing him all over and rubbing myself hard into him, feeling him trying to get a full hard on. He was in heaven and so was I. I really missed him.

“Did you do all your chores while I was away slaveboy” I quietly breathed into his ear.

“Yes Princess” he said pumping his hips into me.

“Well apart from clearing out the study”

I stopped moving and looked him in the eyes.

“WHAT?”

He stuttered “I had planned to to it today but you came home a day early Mistress”

in my strictest voice I said “SO?”

“when you called I knelt here right away, I didn’t have chance.” He sounded a little panicked.

I put my noise to his.

“Only good slaves that have done all their chores get to have their chastity belt unlocked, you know this.”

He begged and pleaded with me but rules are rules, I couldn’t let him out until he has finished the list I left him. Turning around into the 69 position, I ordered him to lick and not stop , then he can sort out the study.

I finally unlocked him the following morning, he done such a good job with his tongue that day I didn’t have a reason to release him then.

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Training him to only like my feet

It’s been a rather vanilla month since my slave boy completed his longest ever stint in chastity. We both needed a bit of a brake from our kinky shenanigans so we fell into a normal existence for a short while.

Until yesterday…

I was laying in bed listening to him snore,  wondering if a ball gag would help, when a whole scene just popped into my head.
A scene I planned out to the finest detail before I drifted off to sleep.

The following morning I was woke up with breakfast in bed,  even when we are not actively playing our games he still treats me like a goddess.  While munching on toast I ordered him go get a shower.  My exact words were “Go take your shower now slave,  I want to tie you up”

He was surprisingly quick,  but I still had chance to finish my coffee and get dressed in my finest dominatrix gear.

He walked into the room naked,  drying his hair with a towel.  When he finally looked up and noticed me dressed from head to toe in black PVC his mouth hit the floor,  I love how I can drive him wild without even touching him.

I threw him a thong to put on,  this was unusual for two reasons.
1. It was a man’s thong,  blue PVC,  but still a man’s thong and,
2. It was clothing.

I have been keeping him naked while we are at home most of the time these days.  I enjoy watching him and it makes it easier for me to tell if he is turned on.

I grabbed him by the balls and pulled him towards the door.  I finally let go once we were downstairs in the living room.

I left him standing in the middle of the room looking slightly confused and anxious while I gathered a few things I would need.

I pulled our big wooden chair to the middle of the room and simply said “Sit”

Kneeling between his legs I allowed my PVC Gloved hands feel down his thighs then grabbed his left ankle. (Review of my gloves here)
Pinning it to the chair leg I started to wrap is leg to the chair with clingfilm,  wrapping lots of layers as tight as I could. The other leg followed.

I took this opportunity to bite the front of his thongs,  he was hard already.

On top of the layers of clingfilm wrapping his legs to the chair I wound duck tape. Even with a pair of scissors it would take him a while to escape from it.

With the clingfilm in hand I kissed him passionately while running my fingers down his arm to his wrist.
Which then got bound to the arm of the chair with the clingfilm followed by duck tape.

My piece of artwork was nearly ready,  all I had to do to finish his bondage was wrap the remaining half a roll around his chest and it was complete.

I grabbed my phone and sat on his lap,  grinding my ass into his hard on.

I called Jane,  I didn’t give her chance to speak “You have 5 minutes to get your tight little ass over mine”  then hung up.

I could feel him throbbing.

I stood up and slowly walked behind him,  he was breathing deeply,  I kissed the back of his neck then slipped a blindfold over his eyes.
(My review of that blindfold here)

Pushing my foot against the back of the chair I carefully tipped it backwards so he was laying facing the ceiling with his head near the sofa.

Then left the room, leaving him in darkness wondering what I had planned for him.
I like letting his mind do my work for me.

Jane arrived at my door looking flustered,  she had ran here. After seeing what I can do with extra hot muscle rub a few weeks earlier she didn’t want to give me a reason to do the same to her.

I led her into the front room and poked slave boy with the toe of my boot.
“Good morning Jane” he said with a grin.  He had finally lost the bulge in his thongs.

Jane giggled a nervous giggle “oh dear,  what are you doing to the poor guy now Kara”

“We are going to test him” I smiled.  I sat on the sofa and Jane sat next to me,  between us,  laying bound to his chair on the floor was my slave.

“Remember a few weeks ago he was punished for getting aroused by your feet Jane? Well I want to see if he’s learnt his lesson”
I placed my boot on his face and ordered him to lick the sole.

“who’s foot is this slave?” I said.

“Yours of course Mistress”

“Good boy!  See that’s not so difficult is it.  If you do well I will give you the best reward ever with my mouth before I untie you. But if you lose I will still do that.  Only instead of cuming in my mouth I will lock your chastity belt back on you instead

Now who’s foot is this? ”

I poked Jane in the ribs and she put her trainer on his face.

He got that one right too.

I removed my boots and throw them across the room,  I clicked my fingers and gestured to Jane to do the same.

We both had socks on,  aloe Jane was leaving little damp patches on the floor under her feet.

 

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“This time slave boy we will hold our feet over your face,  I want you to kiss each sock and tell me who’s is who’s. ”

I placed my foot next to Jane’s over his mouth then said ” OK you may start”

He lifted his head and gave each of us a little peck,  Jane had fluffy socks on and I was sat to his left,  so he had no problem telling who’s was who’s feet.

“Good boy again!”  I praised ” Keep this up and I will be licking your hot cum from my lips”

It was time we made the game a little harder,  I stood up and told Jane to do the same,  we both circled around him before I placed my foot on his forehead.
Again he got it right.
“That’s 3 –  null you are so good at this! ”

I squeezed his cock through the thongs, he was still reasonably soft “good” I said

“If I see that thing get hard when Jane’s feet is on your face you will lose, if I DON’T see it go hard when my feet are on your face….you will lose. You will learn to only get excited by my feet.”

With that Jane removed her socks and pushed her foot to his mouth. like a well trained slave he is, he started to kiss and lick while I watched his thongs for any movement.

She kept her foot there for at lest 5 minutes, I have no idea if he knew who’s foot it was, but he was rock hard by the time Jane lost her balance and took it away.

I didn’t tell him if he won or lost that round.

I allowed him to soften up a little before I placed my foot by his mouth and Jane ordered him to worship it.

He got hard very quickly.

I must say I was impressed that he got turned on quicker by my foot, but he was getting more excited so it may just have been luck that his body reacted so quickly.

I will let him have that one, again I did not announce it to him.

Jane sat back on the sofa, this time in my seat and placed both her feet on his face, he was throbbing before he even lifted his head to kiss her toes.

I held her damp socks over his nose and ordered him to take a deep sniff. He was still hard.

I decided that Jane and I should disappear to the kitchen to make a coffee to give him some time to calm down before we continued. We spoke about the best way to trick him and decided from now on my feet wont go anywhere near him, only Jane’s.

We were gone about ten minutes and he managed to lose his erection before we started again.

After walking around my stone kitchen floor Jane’s feet were a little dirty, I ordered my slave to clean them, he was still blindfolded and didn’t know who’s feet he was cleaning.

He licked the soles of her feet from toes to heals and was rock hard the whole time, boy has my man got a thing for feet. Unfortunately for him they were not mine.

Again I didn’t tell him.

Over the next half hour Jane walked around him occasionally placing a foot on his face. He failed every time.

Eventually Jane had to leave, my slaveboy failed the test miserably but he still had no idea how well he done. Before she left I had her help me upright his chair.

As soon as I closed the front door I walked back into the room with my slave and pulled his thongs to one side, his hard on popped out.

As promised I gave him the most amazing blowjob. Four times I took him right to the edge. He was in heaven.

Then, without saying a word, I got off my knees and left the room to go and get changed back into my normal clothes. When I returned 20 minutes later he was soft again and trying to shake the blindfold off his head to see what I was doing.

I slapped his thigh and told him to behave, then put the rings of his chastity belt behind his balls. He knew right away that he had failed my test.

Once his cock was locked back up I allowed him to see again. “Oww poor boy didn’t get a orgasm this time, I think you need to learn who it is that you worship slave, such disrespect!”

I ripped the tape and clingfilm off one arm and said to him “Have fun pulling your hairs out removing the rest of the tape slave boy, I will be back later.

As I opened the front door to go out I heard him say “You used muscle rub as lube again!!”

 

 

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Sportsheets Door Jam Cuffs Review

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You don’t need to live a 24/7 BDSM relationship to enjoy a bit of bondage in the bedroom, in fact it is one of the most practiced bedroom activities between couples exploring each others bodies.

People in the midst of passion don’t want to fumble about with padlocks and chains or complex knots, that is why these sportsheets door jam cuffs are perfect for when you just need to secure someone against the door and take them.

Personally I will use these cuffs as lightweight travel companions, as I have had my bags searched by customs more than once when I was travelling with metal handcuffs and other bondage toys.

When I say me, I mean him.

The first thing that struck me when I opened the plain packaging and opened the sportsheets box was the material these cuffs are made from.

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The cuffs are made from a soft, comfortable felt like material that is slightly furry to the touch.

Hopefully you can see what I mean by the picture on the right.

They are fastened by a Velcro strap and holds the wrist or ankle secure yet comfortable.

 

 

 

They are part of UberKinky’s fantastic range of wrist restraints.

The sportsheet door jam cuffs are easy to use too, simply pop the weighted part over the top of a open door, when the door is closed the straps hang down about 20cm ensuring your victim has their hands above their head.

Of course they don’t have to be used like this, they can be slid under a door frame to bind ankles or to have your slave bound laying on the floor with their hands trapped.

I have connected ours to clips on our bed and they held my man in place while I teased and tickled him until he was trashing about.

My idea of a stress test.

 

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Looking closely at the manufacturing quality of the door cuffs I can tell they will last us a long time.

The stitching is of high quality and overall they feel very well made.

I am sure they will last longer than the many pairs of leather cuffs we have gone through over the years.

 

Sportsheets door jam cuffs

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For once I allowed my slave boy to slip the soft cuffs onto my wrists and tie my wrists above my head. He made the most of this opportunity to say the least! It is not very often he gets a chance like this.

I can tell you that I was not going anywhere, not that I would have wanted to. my only complaint was that my bare bum was touching the cold door.

Maybe I should have had clothes on.

 

 

 

 

 

As much as I tried, I could find little fault with these sportsheets cuffs.

I would say they are aiming for the romantic, passionate bondage that most couples experiment with at some point rather than the full BDSM experience.

Obviously the cuffs are no good for suspension but they are extremely comfortable for short term or even long term bondage. I think my legs would hurt being bound stood up before my wrists felt even the slightest bit uncomfortable.

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Conclusion.

 

The sportsheets door jam cuffs are a perfect toy to pack in your suitcase for honeymooners or for the kinky couple on the road. In the bedroom they are a lot of fun and very well made.

Take your relationship to new heights and bind your partner standing up. We had a lot of fun trying them out and im sure you will too.

 

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The final tease part 3

Continued from part 1 and part 2.

I woke slave boy up by gently stroking him.
I was up a few hours before him as I wanted to get things ready for his big day.
I had a shower and slipped into my favourite PVC outfit.
Cuddled as close as I could to him,  with as much of his naked bound body touching as much of my PVC dress as possible.

PVC drives him wild.

He opened his eyes to find me inches from his face.  “Good morning slave”  I cooed.
His first words of the day was “Please don’t,  I can’t take any more teasing Princess”

“oh poor thing,  is my slave at his limit?” I said while teasing the tip of his cock with my fingers.
He nodded,  I ran a fingernail up his hard shift while looking deep into his eyes.

“Don’t you want to cum?”  I said pouting.

“More than anything, my balls hurt so much” he whined.

I tickled his swollen balls while licking his nipple.

Well your in luck then slave boy,  if you do as I say you will get what you have been dreaming about for the last sex weeks,  today is your orgasm day! ”

He looked at me with doubt in his eyes. “Are you playing games with my head again princess? ”

I grabbed him by the balls.

“Keep on suggesting I would do such a thing and I might put your chastity belt back on” I said with a firm voice,  before my lips worked there was down south and started licking his morning wood.

In a weak little voice all he could say was “Please don’t stop Kara…”

I didn’t stop, I let my tongue flick over the underside of his cock until he begged me for permission to cum.

 

Then I stopped.

 

My slave was still bound to the bed from the night before,  he had begged me to do that to him,  as it is the only way I will allow him to sleep without his CB6k chastity belt on.

“I am going to leave you bound here while I go get things ready for your big moment,  I will be back soon my love” I kissed him passionately as I climbed off him,  then left the room and went down stairs.
“Stay hard for me lover boy” I shouted on my way down the stairs.

I returned an hour later. He was still hard.

Jumping on the bed I straddled his chest,  my stockings gripping his sides as I reached up and unlocked his wrist cuffs,  giving him the key to his ankles.
“Untie yourself,  go for a wee then meet me in the front room and stay naked,  I like you like that” I smiled.

A few minutes later Slave boy opened the door to the living room and immediately covered himself with his hands,  while saying “What’s going on Kara?”

You see Jane was sat next to me on the leather sofa, giggling at the sight of a naked man blushing trying to hide his erection.

“Kneel on the rug slave,  talk again and the lock goes back on,  now remember,  I said IF you do as you are told”

I was well aware I was braking a limit of his,  we agreed not to bring others into our games,  but we already brought Jane into our fantasy world so I thought I would test how much humiliation he would endure.
Being so close to his much anticipated orgasm,  I was not expecting a lot of resistance.

Jane was dressed in her normal clothes for a change,  she had a black pencil skirt with white blouse and stockings,  for once I allowed her black stockings,  her shoes were by the front door.

She looked just as uncomfortable as he did,  but I did not care.

“Since this is such a big day in your life,  the longest you have ever gone without a orgasm,  I thought you would like to share the moment with our friend. You do still want a orgasm today don’t you slave? ” I looked down at his cock,  he was still covering it with both  his hands but it shrunk to a tiny size and one hand would have done.
He nodded,  remembering I said that he was not allowed to talk.

“Then prove it, make yourself hard slave”

Jane broke out into a nervous giggle fit,  they were both avoiding eye contact with each other.

My slave boy just sat there,  starring at the floor.
“With your hands stupid! ” I snapped

He looked at us both,  then down at his soft cock and started to awkwardly rub the tip of it.

“I know what will help slave” I said and left the room,  leaving my naked husband wanking in front of Jane.

I returned with my gym socks in a zip bag.

As most of you will remember,  I trained my slave to enjoy the smell of my dirty socks some time ago.  He hated kissing my feet after the gym so I trained him to get turned on by my sweaty socks.
I wrote about how I achieved that here.

I opened the bag and with my finger tips and at arms length I pulled out one of my special white socks, throwing it at him.

“You may hold it over your nose to help you slave,  and keep those lips shut! ”

Jane was ordered to stop washing her gym socks a few weeks ago,  soon I will be using her socks to torment him too.  He will get punished if he gets turned on by her socks and punished if he don’t get turned on by mine. An impossible task I know,  that’s the point.

Jane and I sat and drank our coffee and chatted about ideas I had for decorating the kitchen while my husband knelt on the floor and masturbated.

After a few minutes he asked me for permission to cum.

“Already?  No.  Hands on your head,  and get your ass off your heals,  kneel don’t sit!”

He done as he was told,  his cock bobbing about on its own.

I had Jane go and fetch a pair of his pink satin panties that were hung up in the kitchen and pass them to him. She purposely uncrossed her legs slowly and wiggled her ass as she tip toed out the room.
“Turn your panties inside out and place them on the floor slave boy,  I want you to catch your juices with them.  My carpet has seen enough action over the years”

I finished with “you may continue”

It was not long before he was begging me for permission once more,  and I mean begging. He looked like he was about to burst into tears.

“Hands on head!”  he did as ordered.  “Now stand up and hop on one leg”

Jane and I was in hysterics,  watching a naked man with a hard on jump up and down was always amusing to me.

Eventually I allowed him to continue wanking.

It was less than a minute before he asked again. He was ready for his big moment.

I said “you must be getting sore you poor thing,  hold out your hand”  He did as I asked and I squeezed out some cream into his palm.
“You may have your orgasm slave,  don’t miss the panties with your juice now”

He came with a loud scream,  pumping the largest amount of cum I had ever seen into his satin panties.  He arrived so quickly that the extra hot muscle rub I squeezed into his hand did not start burning until after he came.
It turns out it’s a lot more painful on his cock after a orgasm.
Who would have thought?

His pleasure quickly turned into hot pain.  He went to leave the room so I questioned what he was doing.
He said it burnt so bad and that he needed to get some cold water on his poor willy.

“don’t be a baby,  you have had that stuff on your cock every day for the last week.  Now sit down.”

He showered my feet with kisses, begging me to go wash it off,  he did look in a lot of pain so I asked Jane what she thought.

She took her time replying,  she said “Well on one hand it is not his cock it is yours Kara,  so if you want to torture it he don’t have a say…  But he does look like you set fire to his bits”
She was laughing the whole time.
Eventually I let him run upstairs and run his abused cock under the cold tap.

Honour

He poked his head around the door when he returned,  acting a little shy. After what he just did in front of us I thought that was a bit silly,  so I ordered him to stand in the middle of the room with his hands behind his back.

“if you still feel embarrassed slave,  you may put on your panties that you left in the middle of the floor”

Jane giggled as my defeated husband pulled up the cum filled pink satin panties that he will have on for the rest of the day.

I made him kiss Jane;s feet before she put her shoes on to leave,  as a way of thanking her for coming.
As soon as I kissed Jane goodbye I dragged slave boy upstairs,  now it was my turn.

Three times I fucked him that day.  And another twice the following day.

I doubt I will ever make him go that long again.  Strap ons, vibrators and lots of tongues are great and all,  but nothing is as good as the real thing.

The final tease part 2

Slave boy woke up,  still chained to the bed by his wrists.

He said something about his head banging then looked down at his locked up cock.
I laid my head on his chest and played with his chest hairs.
“Did you enjoy yourself last night babe? ” I said to him while toying with his nipple.

” em I think so” he said trying to clear his head “Did we have sex?”

“You don’t remember?  It was so amazing you begged me to lock you back up right after” I lied.

“My god I must have been drunk” he threw his head back into the pillow.  “I don’t feel like I’ve had sex,  I’m still really horny,  look”  he pointed to his chastity belt with his nose,  it was pulling away from his body trying to hold back his raging morning wood.

 

“And that is why it is best to keep you locked away my sweet,  we need to control that sex drive of yours. ”

I managed to keep the pretence up most of he day,  until Jane let the cat out of the bag when she turned up to clean for me after dinner.
The first thing she said to slave boy was” I wouldn’t want to be in your shoes  today after what you did to Kara last night ”

I finally told him how mad I was at him for falling asleep during a blow job, and that he had a lot of making up to do if he ever wanted to see his cock again.

His memory seem to come back to him all at once, he was mortified.

 

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Now Jane was here I could start his punishments.

” Right slave boy,  you pissed me off a lot last night, remember how you kept perving over all the girls feet in the pub? We are going to train you so that you are only attracted to my feet!”

I pulled him into another room and made him drop his pants.
His manhood was soft,  tiny in fact.  Perfect for what I had planned.

I grabbed my new favourite punishment tool,  a large tube of extra strong deep heat muscle rub.
Using a cotton bud I filled the end of his chastity belt with the stuff and pulled his pants back up.  He looked at me with a puzzled expression.

Back in the living room I ordered him to kneel in front of Jane who what sat on the sofa.
“remove her trainers slave,  NOW! ”

He done as he was told,  still not sure what I had I’m mind.

” and her socks!”

Jane’s feet were naked, almost touching his knees on the floor in front of him.

 

“now kiss them! ”
He looked up at Jane who shrugged her shoulders and lifted a foot to his face.

He gave the top of her foot a little peck then lifted his head and pulled a face of pain.

” The more you enjoy it,  the more it will hurt slave.  I plan to train that cock of yours not to get hard over other girls feet.  Now I want to see her toes in your mouth,  suck them like I sucked you last night”

Jane was grinning from ear to ear,  she was clearly enjoying my punishment idea.

While slave boy was giving my friend a toe job I grabbed his hands and cuffed them behind his back with my metal handcuffs,  not the toy the lap dancer used on him the night before. There is no quick release on my cuffs.

A few minutes later he pulled his mouth away from Jane’s feet and begged me to allow him to stop,  he could not keep still and said that his manhood was on fire.
“Unless you want deep heat up your ass I would accept your punishment boy.  Do not stop until I say! ” Jane jabbed her foot on his cheek..

I told Jane to offer up her soles for him to lick,  his face was bright red and he was clearly in a lot of pain.
After about ten minutes the burning started to wear off and he looked like he was enjoying my friends feet  so I ordered him to stop.
We left him cuffed in the middle of the room and I took Jane upstairs.

 

When we returned she was wearing my old PVC school girls outfit.

I have told her in the past that I expect her to always walk on tip toes when she is serving me, she always fails this little task.

So she is seldom allowed to wear shoes and often made to wear white stockings or socks so I can inspect the heals for dirt.

Today she had on white stockings.

He sat in the middle of the rug in the living room watching Jane dust,  polish and hoover.  I ordered him to watch her,  but if I see his eyes go above her knees then he would regret it.
Of course I reapplied the deep heat to his cock cage so he was constantly fighting to not get hard. When it was time for Jane to leave,  she left bare footed.
I am sure I would have a use for her socks and trainers later.

 

 After Jane had gone home I started to set up his next punishment.

I had him strip naked and sit on his computer chair.
Using some duck tape,  I wrapped it around his wrists and the arm rests of his chair winding it up to his elbows. Fastening his arms to the chair.  “This might hurt a little pulling this off of your arm hairs slave”  I giggled.
I then done the same with his legs.  To finish off my bondage masterpiece I wrapped clingfilm around his chest and the back of the chair until I was happy that he was not going anywhere.

Every time he moved just the slightest amount, the tape pulled on his hairs. Effectively keeping him perfectly still. He was looking a little concerned,

I lifted up my foot to his chastity belt and unlocked the lock with the key on my ankle chain.
Once his cock was free from the device it stood to attention without any encouragement from me.  I walked to the fridge and made a cereal dish full of iced water.
Kneeling between his legs I looked him in the eyes,  smiled then took him in my mouth.
He rolled his eyes and started to breath deeply.
I let him feel what he missed last night for a short while before I stopped and stood up.
“That’s enough,  I don’t want you falling asleep on me again slave” I laughed.
Then held some ice to his balls until his hard on softened.

After a quick trip upstairs I returned with a latex glove and his oxballs ring.

 

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He watched me fill up the fingers of the glove with deep heat,  then place his cock and balls into the glove,  holding it in place with the oxballs ring.
(my review of the oxballs ring here)

“don’t worry darling,  all that deep heat won’t touch you,  unless you get hard and your cock goes into one of the fingers of course”

I placed the bowl of ice on his computer desk, with his hands bound to the chair he could only look at it.

I opened my phone and sent a link to a film I had found online to his pc,   It was a two hour lesbian foot fetish porno.

” I thought you might want to watch other girls feet instead of getting your cock sucked slave.
You might want to use this opportunity to practice not getting excited by girls feet that are not mine.”

I Turned on his Skype so I could watch him on my laptop and went upstairs to relax in bed.

I intended to watch some TV in bed but ended up watching him the whole time. His face was a picture,  I could see he was trying not to get hard,  bless him I know his body will betray him he has no chance after six weeks locked up and a trip to a strip club the evening before.
My man was out of his mind with frustration and the slightest glimpse of anything sexual was enough to make him hard.  And with each finger of the glove full of extra hot muscle rub,  there was enough to burn his delicate penis for a long time.

When I finally went downstairs to release him after the film had finished,  I walked up behind him and jammed one of Jane’s trainers over his nose.

“deep breaths slave,  deep breaths”

After I removed the glove and cock ring I washed him down with the iced water, before I untied him and allowed him to come to bed with me.

When we got to the bedroom, as soon as I sat on the bed he came over and knelt on the floor and cuddled into my legs. It was really sweet.
He looked up at me and said “can I ask a favour please princess?”
He went on to say that he was sore and tender from frustration and would he be allowed a night without his chastity belt if he was bound to the bed.
Since he asked so nicely of course I agreed, I’m not that much of a bitch.
It will also give me something to rub my hot gel into first thing in the morning.

To be continued….

The final tease part 1

The three of us were getting ready for a night on the town, It was unusual I let slaveboy out with Jane and I, but we needed a bitch for the night and he was on his best behaviour as he was due a orgasm after being locked in chastity for the last six weeks.

He has no idea when that day will come, but he knew it would be very soon.

Now is the time I can push him far further than he would normally go.

Jane turned up at my house half ready, she was dressed but come over to do her hair and make up while slaveboy fetched us drinks and shots.

I looked her up and down.

“Are you going out dressed like that?” I said disapprovingly.

“What wrong with skinny jeans and this top Mistress” Jane said looking a little annoyed.

I pointed out that her tight jeans would show her latex stockings underneath.

“But I am not wearing latex stockings Kara” she said

“Oh but you are slave, its a nice warm evening and I want you feeling hot!”

I made her peal off her jeans and get my rubber stockings on, slaveboy was ordered to stop what he was doing and polish her feet.

with no socks her feet were black and shiny “lets hope its dark where we end up tonight girl” I laughed, she is going to sweat like crazy.

Slave boy of course had his chastity belt on, and I allowed him one of my pink thongs to hold it in place. He was dressed in a suit, totally over dressed for where we are going, but I like him in a suit.

The taxi arrived and we fell in, Jane and I already feeling a little tipsy.

The first place was a lively pub in the centre of town, there was little bimbos everywhere dressed in micro skirts. We found a seat and sent the slave to the bar.

On his return I made him sit on the floor, he was blushing like crazy at our public show of his devotion to me. I really can make this man do anything I say.

He quickly got a high heal between the legs, his eyes were glued to all the bimbos shoes stood around him and he was fixated. Such a disrespectful thing to do. I told Jane to keep an eye on him and to kick him if he done it again.

When we got to the restaurant the teasing picked up, while we were eating our meal (I chose for them both) Jane and I both took our shoes off and put our feet in his lap, me with my shear stockings on and my slave Jane with her latex covered feet. He was ordered not to look down since he seen enough feet in the last pub.

Once he had paid for the meal it was time for my surprise for him.

 

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I jumped in the taxi waiting outside and told the driver where we were going before the other two got in the cab, I wish I could have shown you their faces when we pulled up outside a premium strip club.

“I do hope you brought a lot of money slave” I laughed as he paid the taxi driver. It cost him £30 just to get the three of us inside, and I wasn’t planning on staying long.

We were shown to our seat by a stunning girl in a long thin evening dress, since it was early we got a table right in front of the pole. A waitress dressed in a French maids outfit took our orders and soon returned with our drinks.

As a almost naked dark haired girl slid down the pole feet in front of us I asked my slave what he thought.

He was speechless, his mouth was wide open and he just said “wow”

I lent over to him and whispered “How is that chastity belt of yours? feeling a bit tight is it?”

Over the room a girl caught my eye, she was dressed in black a PVC mini skirt and bra and was carrying a plastic pair of pink hand cuffs. she would be perfect.

By this time we had dancers all around us, asking if slave boy would like a dance, I told them to get the girl in the PVC. shortly she turned up at out table, giggling with the other girls.

I pulled her over and whispered in her ear, she smiles and took my money before sitting on my slaves lap.

She grabbed his hands and told him that she had heard is has been a bad boy and cuffed his hands behind his back with the cheap toy handcuffs.

When the next song started she started her routine, gyrating herself inches from my man’s crutch.

The song was Poison by Alice cooper.

About half way through she started bouncing up and down on his lap, slave boy was clearly in two minds what to think, he obviously was enjoying himself but looked scared of what I might do.

He looks so awkward. It was hysterical.

Once the girl had finished she came and sat between me and slave boy, Jane was sat the other side of him trying her best to hide her stockings that poked out the bottom of her skinny jeans. Aloe here I doubt anyone would notice.

I asked the dancer if she noticed anything ‘different’ with her last customer.

She smiles and said “I am glad you said something because I was dying to ask, what’s with his em..crutch?”

I told her in a loud voice over the music that I keep him in a chastity belt and that he has had it on for six weeks.

She was in hysterics , “well we get all kinds in here, but that’s a first for me!” We spoke for a while about how it works and that it is quite a common fetish these days. She was genuinely interested in one for her boyfriend by the time we finished talking. I think I may have just converted another girl to the joys of forced denial.

Before long every girl that approached us knew about what he had locked to his balls, slaveboy started enjoying the attention a little to much so I made the decision for my slaves to drink up and go.

We finished our drinks and moved on to the final place for the night, a huge nightclub.

Jane and I love dancing and we come to this club all the time to get our dance floor fix.

I had other plans for slave boy.

He spent the night stood at the side of the floor holding our hand bags when he was not running to the bar keeping us topped up in drinks.

He had his orders never to let out drinks run dry, and we drink a lot when we are dancing.

It was so hot in the club, poor Jane was moaning her feet were killing her after only a few minutes dancing, and filling up with her sweat.

She was very uncomfortable very quickly dancing in that heat. I think I may have over done it making her wear the latex but she needs to remember who I am to her.

I started to feel sorry for her, so I dragged her off to a dark corner and summoned my husband. I had him remove her shoes and give her a foot rub. they were both blushing as he rubbed her rubbery foot as people walked past. No one really noticed this act of submission in a otherwise vanilla club. I left them to it while I had a walk around the place to see if there was anyone I knew.

Once the house lights came on we got our bags from slave boy, who was having problems standing up by himself. He was rather drunk. We helped him to the taxi giggling all the way.

Dropping Jane off home first, we finally got back to our house, I ordered him up stairs and told him tonight is the night!  tonight he will get to have his orgasm after his longest time locked up. I needed him and I couldn’t wait any longer.

I ran into the bedroom and jumped on him, pushing him back into the bed, quickly I unlocked his cock cage and cuffed his hands to our headboard.

I kissed my way down his body until my mouth found his cock, I wanted him so badly, six weeks was too long for me too.

As I performed amazing oral sex on him I noticed something was not right, he was still soft.

I looked up at him just in time to hear him let out a snore.

I couldn’t believe he done this! after all this time at least he could have the decency not to pass out during a blow job!

I was fuming to say the least.

He woke up the next morning with a banging headache his chastity belt locked back on him and still cuffed to the bed.

“You have got a lot of making up to do slave before you get another opportunity like that!”

 

to be continued…

 

 

 

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