I lie at your feet. Naked, and on my back as always. I look up into your eyes, knowing that is the surest way to know what you want of me. At this point, I want only to please you. Slowly, you stretch one leg out to my right nipple and begin to tease it with your toe.
“Perform for me, show me what you’ve got”, You command.
Immediately my left hand goes to my left nipple and I begin to pinch it. My right hand goes to my cock. It is imprisoned in a leather cock harness. The leather wraps around my scrotum across the top of my penis and back down to the scrotum. A single steel ring encircles the base of my cock and is attached by a pair of leather straps.
This harness is not designed to prevent sexual arousal, or even orgasm, although orgasms are more difficult in this harness. Instead it is designed to display my sexual organs in such a way as to please you. Its secondary function is to remind me that any sexual activity I am allowed to participate in is a gift from you. As if I needed any such reminder!
Lightly, I begin to press the head of my dick. My soft skin clings lightly to my fingertips. I feel the first tentative rush of arousal. Apparently it is noticeable, your other stocking covered foot is extended as you drag your big toe up the length of my dick.
“Good boy!”, you say to encourage me.
I grasp my penis more firmly and start a strong stroking motion. My cock quickly engorges and hardens. Above the metal ring, my dick is a large purplish color.
“You love to jack off for me, don’t you!”, You say to me.
“You like to go down on me, don’t you!”
“You like to kneel between my legs and drink my fluids, be my personal pussy eater!”
“Yes, Ma’am”! I am really aroused now. It won’t be long before I come. And I give a little moan.
“Your job is to please me, isn’t it!
“Oh, Yes Ma’am!”, I can barely speak at this point! Then, suddenly you pull away from me. Your toes no longer encouraging me.
“Stop!” I can scarcely believe my ears! Because of that, I’m a little slow to obey.
Your right foot reaches out and kicks my hand away from my red, engorged dick. “I said stop!”
I give a little moan. I REALLY want to come! I turn my head to avoid your gaze, this tiny bit of rebellion is all you will normally allow me. But not today, you feel the need to assert your self.
“Look at me!”, you say sternly.
Immediately, I turn my head back towards your eyes knowing full well the scolding I am about to get will be unpleasant. But there is no question in my mind that I will accept your discipline. After all, you must be obeyed