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Percy’s Adventure, Part Two

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continued from Part One

Percy opened the email from Mistress Harper.

Hello Percy,

I was quite gratified to receive your email this evening. I can tell that you’ve spent a lot of time thinking about exactly how to best approach me. Let me congratulate you: you have my attention.

You say that you would be willing to do ~anything~ to show your devotion to me. Really? Anything? Would you be willing to deny yourself the pleasure of touching your cock for me? Because I’ve rarely found a male who could restrain himself, even for the certain knowledge of my happiness…

Or would you instead take yourself in hand and mindlessly rut, over and over again, until your poor body just couldn’t refrain from orgasm, all the while telling yourself that it was for me? I’ll tell you now, it wouldn’t please me to know that you’d abuse your manhood like that, that you would wring pleasure from your flesh to please only yourself, and lie all the while about your motivations. Would you be willing, dearest Percy, to put yourself totally into my hands? Can you trust me that deeply?

Harper.

Percy was so achingly turned on that he nearly couldn’t stand himself.

His cock throbbed with his heartbeat, tenting his sleep pants obscenely, jutting out and damn near demanding his attention. It was a true effort of will not to reach down and drag his hand up the length of his shaft. Instead, he pressed the heel of his palm against his aching cock, sending a thrill of muted pain along his nerves while doing absolutely nothing to ease his arousal.

Mistress Harper had called him out, questioning his motivations for indulging in kinky sex.

And at the same time that she’d called his motivation into question, she’d also laid down a gauntlet, daring him to put himself into her hands, to trust her. Why was he exploring this world, really? Was it because he was in search of ever stronger and greater orgasms for himself, or was it for some deeper reason? Could he turn away from finding bliss in the senses long enough to devote himself to another’s needs and desires? Was he strong enough to put aside the rampaging needs of his cock in order to bow under her yoke?

Percy had started his adventure into the world of kink and fetish sex because he was bored.

He definitely wasn’t bored anymore, that was certain. Faced with the challenge laid out in Mistress Harper’s email, Percy now had to confront himself. He had a feeling that anything less than total honesty in this moment would serve him poorly. Was he interested in kink just to stave off boredom, or was he open to something ‘more’? What sort of ‘more’ was there for him? Could Mistress Harper help him find his way through the labyrinth of sexual fetishes and kinks?

With a bracing breath, Percy hit ‘Reply.’

Mistress,

I am so humbled that you would respond to my email. Thank you for that.

Your questions to me are quite pointed and incisive, and have sparked quite a storm in my mind and heart. I can’t answer most of your questions right now, because I’ve honestly never thought of these things before. I would like to be able to say that I am your devoted slave, your humble submissive, present for you to do anything you feel like with… but I’m not sure if I really am.

I may be deluding myself, indulging, as you say, in the pleasures of the flesh for no other reason than personal satiation. After all, I’ve only recently begun to explore all of this, and like a kid in a candy store, I just want more and more and more! When will I be satisfied, could I outgrow this, is it a phase? I just don’t know.

All that I do know is that I am fascinated by everything, and am open and very eager and willing to learn. I hesitate to ask, but, would you be willing to help me along this path? I know it is an imposition, but I am genuine, and curious, and eager to explore under your tutelage.

Please, Mistress, direct me.

I am yours,

Percy.

With that, Percy went to his bedroom.

From the moment he’d first seen her reply, the subject line “Hello Pet” searing into his mind, he’d been hard. His cock bobbed with his steps, the sensitive tip rubbing inside his sleep pants, smearing tiny drops of pre-cum into the fabric. He relished the almost burn of the sensation, the heavy feeling of his balls drawing his attention into his flesh. In her email, Mistress Harper had questioned whether he would orgasm mindlessly, and hinted that she would prefer he did not. So Percy decided that he would not cum, not yet.

But just because Percy wasn’t going to cum, didn’t mean he couldn’t enjoy the way his body felt a little bit longer.

Laying in his soft, warm bed, Percy pulled his pants down, tucking the band behind his balls. He liked the feeling of constriction there, the way his cock and balls were pulled forward, almost on display. He closed his eyes, imagining the look on Mistress Harper’s face if she could see him now. He spread his legs as wide as he could, like a slut, a whore, a needy creature splayed open and waiting for her touch. Using only the tips of his fingers, he trailed his hands over his chest, across his abdomen, and across his groin.

Delicately touching, barely making any contact at all, Percy explored his body as though it belonged to someone else.

Would she want to touch him like this? Would she like to see him like this? Should he display himself for her, reveal his manhood and how very much he wanted her? Barely touching the tip of his cock caused it to leak even more slippery pre-cum, smearing now across his stomach. He rubbed that dribble into his flesh, still picturing his Mistress as the one acting upon him. He wanted to beg her for more, to plead for everything she might be willing to give him.

And so he did… there in his darkened bedroom, Percy begged.

“Please, Mistress… Please.”

continue to Part Three.

8 comments to Percy’s Adventure, Part Two

  • W

    Fantastic extension of the way we submissives get excited to please and anticipate what may happen. I’m really enjoying this series. Thank you, Ms.Harper.

  • Ms. Harper, I love this second chapter to your story. I love the way you have taken a “disconnected” form of communication (like emails can be sometimes) and made it feel so intimate…this Mistress seems to be able to really peer into Percy’s soul. I can’t wait to find out where his begging leads! 🙂

    • Harper

      It’s easier to make the emails seem so intimate when you’re the one writing both ends! lol! I have a huge love of both tease and begging, so of course I had to make use of both for this chapter. 😉

  • NB

    Is there any hope for those of us guilty of “Or would you instead take yourself in hand and mindlessly rut, over and over again, until your poor body just couldn’t refrain from orgasm, all the while telling yourself that it was for me? I’ll tell you now, it wouldn’t please me to know that you’d abuse your manhood like that, that you would wring pleasure from your flesh to please only yourself, and lie all the while about your motivations.”

    🙁

    • Harper

      I think there is always hope, so long as you are breathing. The only true lack of hope, the only time despair is ever a valid choice, is when you’re dead and gone. Even if you have trouble taking your hand off your cock long enough to type out a comment on a blog post, there’s still hope. Maybe the realization that you don’t have the willpower on your own can help to catapult one into a relationship with someone who ~is~ strong willed. Strong willed enough to override the mindless, endless rutting…

  • Looks like Percy is well on his way to his adventure. I love how with just an email exchange, he is already starting to gain a new perspective and learning from his Mistress. Loving this story, Ms Harper! Can’t wait to see what happens next!

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