My first time

I’m struggling with how to write this , it being based on a dream, but I feel almost obligated to let you know when the results of your mindfuckery work their way into my subconscious with such lurid detail. What follows is my attempt at recapturing the fantastical nature of a dream in a way respectful of the fact that this could quite easily be my future should you so chose to lead me down this path.

“You like that don’t you?” Sx purred rhetorically as she stroked herself lazily above me. With one firm hand and her foot resting on the chain of the leash around my neck, Sx controlled the distance between me and her slick pussy making me watch as she masturbated lewdly in my face. She seemed to take up the whole bed, legs spread wide like blinklders on a beast of burden, funelling my focus right between legs. The world outside them melted away until she was everything and all that mattered to me. Moments like this I realised just how much she owned me. So did Sx, and although it wasn’t the same for her she had no problem taking advantage of that fact to indulge her lust for control.

Sx liked making me watch. I was inexperienced and she knew it. Despite not being completely innocent when she met me, the age gap was large and I was still a virgin. That might have put some women off, or brought out the softer side in others, but for Sx it only seemed to fuel her predatory nature, a ripe prospect for her own brand of total denial and it made her wet just thinking about it. Knowing how much I wanted it, fantasised and speculated about it only lit a fire in her and she relished rubbing in my face everything I didn’t get. “fucking isn’t really for subs is it Pb?”, she liked to remind me frequently. I was aware she knew many subs and doms, but the ease with which I had so quickly been compartmentalised made me squirm. It was my entire life, hopes and dreams, but she just decided it all for me. That was what was happening now. Sometimes it could be hours, between her legs just watching, watching as my very denial fueled her, getting herself off to the smell of my torment, like her own personal sex show, the smell of it thick in the air.

It had been 110 days of denial so far, well beyond the original 76 , although I never expected to reach this point either, kneeling between her legs. We didn’t get to meet often and Sx really had very little interest in the male orgasm. There was so little in it for her yet so much more to be had from denial. She poked my cock with her foot and burst out laughing as I fought not to cum in panic, writhing before her. I was truly on the edge. “ So eager” Sx pouted mockingly, “Don’t you dare cum” she half laughed lazily the underlying threat not lost on me. The leash cinched in drawing me closer. I flinched again as she brought her toe to my cock again poking at it, coating it with precum. Sx brought it to my lips, saying nothing just locking her eyes on mine as she pushed it past my lips and invaded ny mouth. She grinned as she watched me taste myself. Pulling harder still she drew me closer, still no words as she brought her own fingers to ny mouth, tasting of her and invaded my mouth again, staring intently as she fucked my mouth slow, coating it with her cum which I hungrily tried to taste. This was still the closest to her pussy I’d got so far. She let her fingers force to far and shuddered in arousal as I gagged on her fingers. Biting her lip she pulled out and brought my tongue to the tops of her thighs, sighing as I cleaned the cum from them.

“This weekend is going to be a bit different from the others boy” she didn’t go into much detail at all “ I’m having a friend over for dinner.” Without any debate or conversation she moved on, fishing something from the bedside. “Now. I got you sonething” she popped back up with a little chastity device dangling from her fingers and a wide sadistic grin on her face. “Let’s get you settled in”. Without further ado the leash was wound tighter still and I knelt up between her legs for the first time in my life. The irony wasn’t lost on me. Sx fiddled and forced my cock into the device, manipulating my balls with worrying determination. “Don’t you dare cum” she repeated, as aware as I that this was the moat physical stimulation I’d had in months and perhaps ever. A woman was finally focused on my cock, only to take it away from me. Click. I stared in silence as she deftly hung the key around her neck and spoke matter of factly “Now you better get started in dinner, you’re cooking”

I showered, dressed and started on dinner. Apart from my mind reeling at the prospect of having been casually placed in what was likely very permanent chastity, cooking dinner was uneventful. If anything it even focused my mind, calmed me down and almost made me forget her plans for the evening. Until the door bell rang. Sx had me answer it as she finished getting ready. I continued to put on the usual act and welcomed our guest like I usually would, confident and friendly. He was an older man, attractive and well put together but really nothing out of the ordinary. He seemed bemused with my greetings and we didn’t say much to each other until Sx joined us, welcoming him warmly and kissing him square on the lips hello. I just stood there awkwardly a bit unsure exactly where this was all heading, but it all seemed normal enough.

Sx proceeded to boss me around as she usually would, having me fetch things and fulfill orders, but she never pushed it so far as to give away the despotic nature with which she ruled me day to day. The whole evening actually seemed to be pretty normal. For the most part they ignored me, preoccupied with their own conversation, any of my comments shot down dismissively before they resumed without me. The only real reminder of my place through dinner was Sx’s aggressive kneading of my newly caged cock with her foot which kept me red faced and squirming, her only give away an occasional smirk in my direction. “Right. Clean up and come and join us inside pb’ she ordered. That was the first time I was addressed directly all evening.

Finally I followed through into the living room to find them sidled up against each other on the sofa. They didn’t look up so I thought I better say something “How was dinner? I was going to Ma-” before I could finish Sx cut me off harshly “Be quiet. We’re talking. Just sit down” I flushed red immediately getting flustered, this was getting too much. He must have known something was going on? Of course he did, but I didn’t know what to do, Sx was setting the tone and I couldn’t do a thing but comply. I went to sit down next to them desperate to just shut up and disappear. Sx shook her head “No. Not there” she pointed at the arm chair and I just went, eyes on my feet like a scolded dog and sat. Sx draped her leg over what was starting to look like her dinner date and went back to talking.

I just listened not daring to look for almost half an hour. They talked ignoring me and I just sat there frozen, mind reeling, telling myself this was normal. But it wasn’t, this was the most humiliating thing is ever experienced, it was all in Sx’ hands and it was scary how fast things were getting away from me. I heard a moan and looked up to see them kissing lewdly, hands on each other, right there across the room from me. I stared. Sx had always been completely upfront that I was just another plaything to her, to be used for as long as I was entertaining and discarded when I was not. in fact she seemed to enjoy making it perfectly clear that she many lovers and subs and never missed an opportunity to remind me just how tenuous my service to her was. Still, this was the first time she flaunted that fact in front of someone else. My stomach lurched. At some point I made contact with her date and he broke “Sx, what about him? Maybe we should go upstairs?” Sx eyed me predatorily while grinding her crotch on his thigh. The more humiliation she subjected me to the more it stoked the fires of her arousal, she loved this and lived for it. The control, the power, getting inside mens minds and then pulling them apart from inside like insects. Right now that’s all I was. She stared me down lustfully as she spoke. She was turned on now and things were going to escalate quickly. “Oh he doesn’t mind, do you boy?” I winced at the boy, very aware that’s what I was to them “He knows his place” she looked at me smugly “Come here. Why don’t you show us just how well you do know your place” I obeyed and came as I was told, terrified and rightly so. She eyed me again, for a long while, letting the moment sit as I stood in front of them, her hand rubbing his thigh expectantly “Take out your cock” she smirked at the word cock “and show us”. My mind reeled and my throat ran dry. I was painfully aware of the chastity device around my cock as the hard ring was fighting the urge of my terrified balls from shrinking up into my body “What?” I stammered, there was no way, I hushed my voice and tried to appeal to her directly “ Sx please stop I can’t!” she laughed loud, genuinely enjoying my fear and the impact that the slow realisation she was deadly serious was having on my face. The fact she was treating me like this in front of someone else scared me, like it was more real now there were witnesses to her cruelty. She snorted “Oh come now he already knows all about you and how you’re my submissive little bitch” I choked and she let it sit. Finally she sighed tired of my torment, grabbed me by waistband of my trousers and yanked me to her. Without ceremony she unbuttoned me and yanked my cock out roughly. “ There. Isn’t that better?” she lifted up the device with the very tip of her finger and scrutinised it pleased with herself. I looked down and noticed her palming the crotch of his trousers as she spoke “In fact this is going to be a bit of a treat for him. He’s never been allowed anything remotely like this” she turned to her lover “ he’s a Virgin, aren’t you boy?” I said nothing and even he was visibly shocked at that revelation. “how old is he?” Sx replied that I was in my early twenties “fuck you’re a wicked wicked woman” she just bit her lip and nodded spreading her leg “subs aren’t for fucking” she breathed at me. Sx let her skirt hike as she pulled his hand between her legs pushing on it. “God you’re wet” he mused as he toyed with her making her breath catch. She jerked her head sharply to me, eyes on my tight cage and snapped impatiently “Go, strip and bring me your leash”

I returned naked except for my dripping cage and froze in the doorway watching them. She was spread wide with he foot up on the sofa, writhing against his hand. His cock hand been freed from his trousers in my absence and she was stroking it, head turned sideways as she kissed him. I wondered if she’d planned this so as to display as much of themselves as possible or if it was merely coincidence.

“Hurry up” she breathed anxiously events taking on a pace of their own now, I came to her fully aware if my nudity while they despite themselves were mostly fully dressed. She snapped the leash on and brought me to my knees at here feet and winding the chain tight around her hand. I swallowed hard, her energy and tension travelling right down the leash and into me, she was alight with the electricity of her own sadism, a current running through me and freezing my every muscle like a man on deathrow. She pushed her panty clad mound against his hand and dragged my face to her foot, groaning with lust as I instinctively planted a longing kisses on the inside of her ankle. She almost came there and then. She watched him watch her and hooked her underwear to the side, pushed two of her lovers fingers inside her, rolling her hips on them “I own him” she gasped throatily to him as she guided his hand on her. Here the boy was denied for more than three months, his whole life a string of denial, ruined orgasms and humiliation, placed in chastity and exposed as the toy he was while she rubbed every single thing his little virgin mind dreamed of, everything she denied him, right in his face and still he worshipped her. “ughh” she just groaned at the penetration pushing my face with her foot out of sheer all consuming arousal.“you know…” Sx panted as she spoke now “I’ve never even…. let him… him taste me…” she moaned low delighted with herself for the extent of her own cruelty, spreading her leg wider and thrusting herself on his fingers.

“Do you want to??” she wasn’t even looking at me as I stared up at her “ Do you want to taste me, taste what you don’t get, what I’m going to give him?” my cage jumped at the prospect and she groaned noticing, my denial just driving her crazy at this point and she knew with how badly she had me there was no end insight. I was hers to torment and there was nothing or no one to stop her. Sx tightened the leash until I was almost choking and raised my face with her foot, peeling my eyes from between her legs and to her burning eyes “answer me. Do you?” I just choked out a yes. “Then beg”. And beg I did, pleading with all my will and need, all the frustration of my months of denial and the months before that, offering myself to her, right here at her feet as of it was just the two of us. I begged and begged until I was so lost in her it was almost too much for either of us, without even letting me finish Sx deftly drove my face into the floor with her foot, stepping on my head denying me the pleasure of watching as she orgasmed loud and hard on his fingers above me.

We stayed like that for a while as she came down, breathing heavy and occasionally smearing my face in ithe floor with dle contentment the symbolism of it enough to make her want to cum. At last her body settled and without warning reeled me up between her legs, bringing my mouth to her flesh “ lick my thighs clean, show me why I should let you taste me” it was my turn to groan as I set about her thighs desperately, the pressure of the moment palpable in the needy movements of my tongue. I was terrified to displease her, and my fear felt amazing. I ignored what I assumed was the motion of her arm against my head as she teased his cock above me. Preoccupied with finding every patch of slick wetness I could find busily licking and tonguing my way under her skirt like a pup. She sighed and spread her leg allowing me to move further “higher” she insisted and I complied like she knew I would lips searching the tops of her thighs while my hot cheek grazed the front of her panties.

“Do you want to taste me boy?” she goaded me bringing me closer and closer until my lips were on lace. She reached inside and coated her fingers with her wetness, rubbing herself as I kissed her fingers through the fabric. When she could no longer stand it Sx brought them to my mouth and pushed them deep lazily fucking my mouth and watching my lips suck them cut from them. This site alone made her impatient finally hooking her panties aside and exposing herself inches from my face. “Go on then boy” she brought her hand to the back of my head and pulled me to her, pushing my lips open with her insistent pussy “ taste me before I fuck him” with that she held me tight as she fucked my face the parallel not lost on me, her hips matching the rolling of my head our bodies meeting for the first time. I moaned loud as the taste of her invaded my mouth “ eyes up boy” I looked up as I sucked down on her flesh, cum and fabric on my lips, she was sipping wine, kissing him, stroking his free cock while he groped her breast and she watched me worship her for the first time. It was all too much and before long she was driving her heel in my chest kicking me to the end of the leash. I groaned pained by my frustration of being denied even her orgasm as I stumbled back feeling nothing more than warm blooded sex toy, but she didn’t care, my time was up and she was done with me for now, hiking up her skirt, hurriedly shimmying out of her underwear and kicking them at me.

“I want cock” Sx announced matter of factly watching me look down at my cage dejected mouth still dripping with her juices before turning to her lover pulling him over her and guiding his cock between her legs. There was no build up or ceremony, she’d already had her foreplay and she was ready. My jaw dropped as she moaned low and guttural as his cock pushed it’s way inside her. I stared. For all intents and purposes my first time, first time being so close to this, in the same room as something I’d fantasised for so long yet was denied to me. Off limits. Not for me. I groaned the chastity contorting my arousal and punishing me for it. Not only denied but chiding my biology for even thinking of it. She dug her nails into his cheeks, trousers by his ankles now, directing him as she fucked herself on his cock. The sounds overwhelmed me, her moans, his grunts, the smack of wet flesh on wet flesh, the smell filling the air as the room grew hot with their sweat. She wound the leash tighter around her hand. Jerking me with every thrust, making me feel every movement, the leash that lifeline once more. Every meeting of bodies sent shockwaves through me as I was lurched by my neck. She pulled it up and made me watch as she lookied down at me growling, fucking harder at the sight. The extent of her power, the fact that she could do this, bring this moment to fruition. It set her on fire, clawing at his arse, dragging him deeper, driving her hips to meet him. Every second she thought of it just pushing her closer and closer, the hard cock throbbing as it drove inside her, the soft one being minced inside chastity. I hadn’t had a proper orgasm in maybe a year and here she was about to have her second of the night, doing something she arbitrarily denied me. The thought made her whole body tremble . It was too much for her. She found my cage with her foot and started mashing it, pushing and poking at my balls, smearing it against my body and driving her foot to it as he drove into her. She screamed yanking on the leash in passion, on and on until she was cumming loudly. Body tense, foot straight and leash out. Sx panted taking it all in. The waves of pleasure crashing over her and washing off her body leaving her spent. She sighed, reached down to unclip my leash and kick me off once more. “ Finish tidying up down here and go to bed. We’re going upstairs, I’ll call if I need you” and with that they disappeared up the stairs

Source: A Little Dirty Minded

My first time I’m struggling with how to write this , it being based on a dream, but I feel…
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