Today I commence with a fine display of cfnm: My tight, shiny black suit contrasts with slave G’s nakedness. I have My boy constrained in bondage, his legs pulled apart, his arms held behind his back, collared and full frontal for this one! I have a challenge for My sub today, at the very sound of the word “challenge” My slave gulps in nervous anticipation. For I know that slave G was milked four times yesterday, that little cock of his is feeling super sensitive! In fact, his dick is sore, drained and yet, stiffening already in My gloved hands. Under My beguiling techniques this slave has no shame and no way of hiding his base male instincts. I propose to milk My slave relentlessly, until another shower of splooge spurts from My boy. I begin teasing and slave G murmurs with excited lust and pained, swollen soreness. My boy’s cock stands clear of his groin, sticking up and begging for attention even though it is reddened, inflamed and tender. My leather gloves have My boy sighing and moaning as he feels the soft suppleness of My fingers working his real brain over. My boy admits that the combination of excitement and desperation feels good “Yes! Miss Ana!” I can feel how urgently My slave wants to expel his desires, but first I will make many things harder for him! I wield a wand and apply the vibrating toy to the slave’s cock “You can never say no to this!” At the first touch of the wand on the tip of the sub’s cock, he moans deeply and barely stops moaning thereafter. I hover the wand under the slave’s hardness, barely moving the device and the sub weakens before Me. The noises that My boy makes vary hugely now, from low rumbling to high shrieks of pained ecstasy. I press the sub’s cock onto the vibe as he moans deeply, loudly, under My control. I ask for desperation and My boy begs “Oh, yes Miss Ana! Please! Miss Ana!” I move him closer, teasing, denying, teasing again and having My boy fall fully into the predicament that I set for him. Now I have him on the edge and I deny him “It comes when I let it come!” I start a countdown, demanding that at zero My boy produces his spunk. I maintain the same pace of vibing whilst counting My boy down. Each number is met with a moan, panting and desperation. At five My boy is ready, but I have him wait, holding his load until I am ready. At one My boy is frantic “Oh, Miss Ana! Miss Ana!” but I keep to My pace and finally at zero I milk My slave out and he produces a fine puddle of goo. I do not relent, pulling all of the cum out of that super-sensitive tip. My slaves’ orgasms always belong to Me, I dictate, release and take them when I want. My slave thanks Me profusely, thoroughly used up.
