Log
Friday.
Late start today after a restless night.
C was very flirty and happy when I got home yesterday.
After dinner she told me to join her upstairs for another play and a mind fuck.
C: "Hmmm another edge today to drive you insane. Then one more on Sunday before I lock you up.
C rode me reverse cowboy. Fucking my cock and my brain at the same time.
I mean looking at that amazing tight butt and watching my just released erection disappearing inside her. And I Can't Come! "Stop" !
C stopped. My penis head was so sensitive I could feel the pulse in her vagina. "Fuck C, get off".
C lifted off, spun around and put her face right next to my twitching manhood "Don't you dare cum. Good boys don't come. That's why they stay good boys".
That just made it worse. It kept on twitching desperately.
"Aaargh". Breathe, breathe.
I'm sure I wasn't even in there half a minute? but even though half a minute had passed since C got off, I could have come with one word from from her.
"Don't do it. Or I'll be very mean to you".
I don't want a ruined orgasm anyway. And the thought of No touching, teases or ball play. That's a depressing enough thought to calm me down a bit.
C just watched it like an amused cat, fascinated. then she said "Lock it up slave boy. Only I get to come".
I locked up after getting it to go down.
Then something went terribly wrong? Still no idea how?
Ill recall as best I can.
C asked "So. How would you like your final 'Not come' on Sunday?
"What! I have to choose? You know I don't like having to do that. I can't".
"Then spin a wheel, roll a dice or phone a friend".
"Can't you just tell me? None of those wears a key. It's the only symbol of authority I take notice of. You do wear a key so you can decide. That's kind of the point"?
I didn't dare mention what the fees are for.
"Well ask someone with a key to tell you then. I'm sure someone would help or even get a kick from making you sweat, or squirm, or punishing you or making you serve me better or...".
"Ha ha " Stop! ". That's so funny, it wouldn't work. Imagine it" .
"Don't laugh at me. It would probably make my life easier.
I don't want to have to make All the choices everytime, but I don't want you making them either because yours are always wrong".
"Wrong?"
"Yes. You always make the wrong choice and feel bad about it, and I struggle doing the tougher ones so. "
"Calm down crazy scary lady. I'd have to follow two people's orders. That wouldn't make sense. It's a Studid idea".
"I have lots of bosses at work. Big boss, second in command and floor managers all in charge. It works in work. Did you just call me stupid"?
"Erm.. Yes. No. I mean". Whoops!
"You would have to complete this one goal yes. And I've still got the only keys that unlocks you if you didn't.
Stupid eh? ".
"OK. Funny, but I'd rather just try to make better choices".
"Oh and you will. Because now you have a choice coming up, and... (I'm not posting the rest of this sentence).
Ah shit! She's folded her arms.
I can't even look her in the eye now. How does she do that?
Quick. Change topic. Look at the windows instead of my feet
Lovely day for a walk or shopping tomorrow don't you think?
"Yes. You're not getting away with it, It will be" .
I'm not sure if C instantly forgot or got excited by whatever was in her head? because she took hold of my head, said "But first" and pushed me down. "Another".
This I can do. I hope she forgets.
I can't come for two weeks anyway. My brain has melted and then I'm locked without coming for another week at least, maybe two. I can't go much longer than that. No.
One week would be enough I think.
But how long without coming makes up for calling your keyholder stupid.? Even though that wasn't technically what I said or implied?
Ah bollocks! I'll make it up.
As we settled down for the evening C said "I'll know if you make it up".