Happy Sex…er… I mean Birthday to Jack
As many of my loyal readers know, several weeks ago it was Jack’s birthday. And after the ruined orgasm I gave him when I let him out of chastity – which many of you had the balls to chastise ME for – I had promised him a wicked weekend of domination. So, for the next few Fridays, sit back and read about a weekend filled with tease and denial, edging, coerced orgasms, spanking, CBT, body worship and strap-on training. There was even some sissy humiliation, which I’ll write about over on FemFabulous as I relaunch that site over the next few weeks.
Getting to O-town is Half the Fun
We had decided to go away for the weekend to a B&B in New Hampshire’s White Mountains. As you all know by now, I am a controlling femdom mistress, so that means I did the driving. However, I got Jack all prepared before we left. He pretty much packed up the entire toy room and put the bags in the car. When he came back in, I took him into the bedroom, and had him drop his pants. I lubed up his ass, and slid my remote control egg vibrator inside of him. I then slipped his hardening cock into The 7 Gates of Hell. The poor boy gave me this look of utter horror! He thought I was locking him up in chastity again! I told him I was, but only for the drive. So off we trundled to the car. I played with the remote control the entire way up, as he squirmed and moaned in his seat. It had me so wet, I actually considered pulling off the road in a couple of places!
Checking in For Some Fun
I sent him in to the registration desk. He was blushing as he walked in, because of the wet spot on the front of his jeans from all the pre-cum he had leaked for the hours long ride. Such a humiliated slut! The nice thing about this B&B is that, besides the Main House, where all the rooms are crowded together and the walls are paper thing, they have a beautiful carriage house. This carriage house has only one room, so it was perfect. Jack grabbed all of the bags out of the car and brought them in, while I playfully played with my little remote control! He was all sweaty and disheveled when he finally brought the last bag in. That’s when I grabbed him by the hair and forced him to his knees. “Ready my little pet? I asked as he stared lovingly up at me. “The games are about to begin!”
Oh I want to be Jack…. I think….
That does sound like the start to a lovely weekend, MsDelia! I love the White Mountains too.
Such a lucky man to be owned by such a creatice GODDESS!
Thank you, kneel!
I do think he believes the same.
Ms. Delia
magnus, oh me too!
So pretty there, but it was too desolate that weekend 😉 Or maybe I only came up for air when we left, lol.
Ms. Delia
little1,
It might be scary for you to be immersed in all that 😉 Live vicariously through my blogs 😀
Ms. Delia