When Percy woke up, his cock ached.
After the email from Mistress Harper, Percy had decided that he would be as close to ‘good’ as he could get, and had gone to bed without jerking off. Now, he hadn’t exactly refrained from touching himself, because he was quite clear on exactly how ‘good’ he really was. Instead, he’d used the tips of his fingers to tease himself to a state of arousal unlike any he’d ever known. He had been so turned on, so needy for something that he couldn’t even put words to that he’d almost felt like crying. If a tear had escaped the corner of his eye, well, he could explain it as frustration and sweat and maybe just a little bit of longing.
During his morning shower, Percy learned something about himself.
It seemed that if he took his attention away from exactly what he was doing at any point in time, his traitor hand would creep down between his thighs to fondle his cock. He couldn’t let his mind wander, not for a second, before the demands of his half-hard cock became overwhelmingly known. It seemed that the old line about how a man has two heads and only one is in charge at any point in time was true; right now, his cock head was trying to be in charge, demanding a touch, the slide of fingers along the underside, the swelling pleasure of jacking off in the shower. The needs of his body made Percy feel a little bit helpless.
The morning was an exercise in frustration for poor Percy.
Getting dressed, he found that the slide of his boxers over his cock nearly made him fall over in pleasure. The texture of his pants against his legs was a sensual delight he’d never noticed before. His nipples were sensitized so strongly that putting his shirt on was a new oasis of delight. The frustration didn’t end with just his body, however. His mind got in on the act as well! Torturing himself with images of Mistress Harper’s smile, the idea of going back to bed and pleasuring himself again and again, and even the idea of whipping himself out and cumming on his toast, or in his coffee… somehow, his fevered brain tried to convince him that if he ate the proceeds of his masturbation, it would be as though it had never happened.
Rapidly realizing how very helpless he was in the face of his body’s demands, Percy went to his office.
He opened up a new message for Mistress Harper, and poured out his woes to her. He explained how he had been as good as he could be for her, that he hadn’t orgasmed since she’d emailed him. He confessed that he’d teased himself, and that he now felt that to have been a mistake, in hindsight. He begged for her help, crying out for her assistance and guidance, because he really just couldn’t take the torture anymore all on his own. And then he hit ‘Send’ before he could think better of it.
She must have been online right then, because he had a response within five minutes.
Percy,
I appreciate how you’re doing your best to be very, very good for me. I bet it has been terribly hard. Lots of males have exactly the same response that you are having, especially the first time they try to take control over their cocks. You’ve let that cock rule you for your entire life, let it dictate when and how and with whom you’d cum, and now that you’re taking over that part of the decision making process, it’s fighting you.
I think it’s wise of you to recognize that you have a distinct lack of the sort of strength that is needed to exercise this sort of control over your cock. There are far too many people who assume that they have the skills and knowledge needed to undertake this path all on their own, and that simply isn’t so. If you’re willing to trust me to take over for you, I’m sure that together we can come to a very happy accord.
I’ll take over your cock, I will decide when and how you touch it, if and when you get to cum, and even what you’ll be thinking of when you do get to cum. And in return, you’ll give me access to your entire body, your mind and your heart. I want your adoration, your worship and your obedience to me. Does that sound fair?
I’d like to start us off on the right foot, so here’s my proposal for you, dearest Percy. I want you to watch some porn for me. You’ve been very good so far, so you get a reward. Watch some porn and tease my cock. Oh yes, Percy, it’s my cock now, and only gets what I decide is best for it. So tease my cock, get it hard and aching, and then I want you to edge for me. Today, I want five edges from you. Not all at once, that would be terribly uncomfortable for you. Space them out, every few hours or so. Watch porn and edge, but make sure you get in five almost-orgasms for me.
Each time you edge, when you pull back, I want you to reaffirm that that cock belongs to Mistress Harper, and that you don’t have permission to cum yet. You get right to that edge and pull back, and admit that you need permission to cum. Without permission, you can’t cum yet. You need my permission before you can orgasm.
I’ll be eagerly awaiting your email tonight, when you’ll tell me all about your success (or your failure, I do want you to be honest with me, Percy.) Until tonight, I will be thinking of you, thinking of how you’re going to edge for me and not cum…
Xoxo,
Harper
Percy’s cock was hard as a rock.
continue to part four
I think every man’s DREAM is to have their wife or gf command them to watch porn. 🙂 LOL, and then they meet you and realize how watching porn is pure cruelty!! Love Ya!! XOXOXOX Simone
I do like to take the things people really enjoy doing and turn them on their heads. Too much of a good thing can be very naughty and not much fun. 😀 😀 😀
So well written that it’s obvious You understand me better than i do myself. You make bad a relative term, that translates into naughty pleasures on so many levels. i can’t wait to read the next installment
I hope that my insights into what makes a submissive tick prove useful in our sessions… I’d like to be able to think that I’m good at what I do because I can see so clearly and fully into what motivates and drives a person to want to submit, to want to obey. After all, if you know why someone does something, you can really dig deep into them, and find other ways to meet their needs, ways that perhaps they never even thought of.