In Her Service

Vicky's Secret Valentine Panties Shopping Report by demi rose

2012-02-12T00:14:00.000-08:00

One of the reasons that I published my Valentine's Day Assignment is so that submissives who aren't in a place to train with me can also take part, either alone or with their own Dommes. demi is one of those gurls, and I'm very happy to be publishing her report.

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i fell under the sway of Mistress Magick almost by accident. i recently began a Twitter account, a place for me to indulge my more feminine side, and post those things that perhaps couldn't or shouldn't be put up on Facebook, where friends and family that don't know, and/or don't need to know, of such things, could see.

Searching around, i came upon a hashtag that caught my eye: #DailyPanties. A fun game to play, i thought, and entered what was to be the first of many tweets regarding my undies of the day. i did this without realizing that Mistress Magick had said hashtag registered as Hers. Needless to say, it brought me to Her attention, and i am very glad it did. Alas, i am not in a position to offer myself up for training, but Mistress Magick is a compelling, intelligent Woman, and worth what little tribute i can offer to Her.

[All boys and gurls who wear panties are welcome, and encouraged, to take part in the #DailyPanties tweets. While I originally developed the hash tag for training my boys, I find it to be "the more, the merrier" and a great way for pantyboys, sissies, etc to support each other. (The one rule is "genetic males only" in as far as tweeting their panties, but females are welcome to offer their support and encouragement.) Simply tweet a description and/or pic of your panties with the #DailyPanties hash tag to join in. Then you can search on the tag to see what everyone else is wearing.]

In this case, that involved going onto Amazon and downloading Her Valentine's Day assignment. A relatively simple assignment: research some panties, purchase them, do NOT wear them until Valentine's, and then wear them for 24 hours. Not terribly complex, and certainly fun for all involved. i also continued to chat with Mistress Magick via Twitter, ultimately agreeing to write this report for Her. She has been a delight to chat with, and extremely generous in making me feel welcome into Her world, even if just at the fringes. [Thank you, sweetie. I wouldn't talk to you if you weren't showing yourself worth of it. ~M]

Which brings us here...

The assignment called for research, either online or off. The area i live in has an unfortunate dearth of good lingerie shops, so i knew that ultimately, i was all but assured to be shopping at Victoria's Secret. But before then...

I began my search at BodyAware.com, an online shop that specializes in making girly underwear for men. Obviously, buying something here was out of the question, as the assignment clearly stated that the purchase must be made in person. But, i'll take any excuse to peruse this site!

Style wasn't specified under Mistress Magick's rules, as She wanted her bois and gurls to find a style that was right for them, so i looked at a couple of different styles. The first was a Flutter Lace Tanga (upper left), which is available in four different colors . i love tanga panties...a bit of back coverage, while still having the sexy feel of a thong. And i absolutely adore lace. So this would have been a winner under different circumstances.

My love of lace brought me to the second style from BodyAware: their Velvet & Lace Party Pants. Boyshorts are another favorite of mine. They provide a little more support in the front than most panties, and a unadorned pair can often be passed off as boy undies, if need be. These, however: not so much on the unadorned. The sheer lace back coupled with the velvet-lined codpiece had me squirming a little bit, and these went into the "remember for later" column. [Not to mention that they aren't available in red! However, I must admit, I might like to see a couple of my boys in these as well! VERY sexy! ~ M]

Reluctantly moving on, i journeyed over to Frederick's of Hollywood. i am a big fan of Frederick's, and bemoan the fact that the nearest shop is close to an hour away. But it was still in travel distance, so it was more in keeping with the assignment than my first stop. Clicking on their Valentine's Day link, and then on "Passion for Panties", i smiled at the wonderful selection. i really am something of a panty slut, and Frederick's always seems a little more fun and unpretentious, compared to Victoria's (not that i dislike Victoria's). [They are! And they carry a wider range of sizes... although not as many plus items as they used to.]

So, spoiled for choice, i narrowed it down to two selections, both thongs. The first was their Feel Pretty Floral Lace-Up Thong in red and black (upper left)). The sheer lace front spoke to me, of course, but it was the laces that really did it for me with this pair. Front and center, i couldn't help but think of being tied up looking at these panties. Definitely a good thing! The second pair was their Plume Satin Thong. Lace panties, a satin bow in the back, with a cute little plumed tail that spoke to the wanna-be pet in me. Apparently, Frederick's speaks driectly to my fetishes, which might be why i like them so much.

On to Victoria's. Looking through their website, i was unable to make any decisions about which pairs i liked most, so i left it up to fate. My shopping trip was, by necessity, somewhat quick, but successful. i was welcomed almost immediately by a pretty brunette, short and curvy, who was happy to let me browse but never strayed far. i took a few moments to walk the store, happy as always to be in this haven of feminine beauty, before letting my eyes roam and see what caught them. Several items, obviously. The "Unwrap Me" String Bikini (left) drew my attention, as did their Ruffled Cheeky Panty (right).

[With the side ties and back Valentine-specific design, the "Unwrap Me" bikini would have been my first choice, but I think the ones you selected are quite lovely and more than acceptable as well. ~M]

But what really caught my eye was the pair i had seen when i first walked in: the Lacy Cheeky Panty. Sheer pink, with a pink ribbon bow at the front, and a larger bow in the back. i loved them. The matching bra was lovely as well, but alas, out of my price range for this trip. i looked around and didn't see any but the display.

Asking the salesgirl, she quickly was able to find me the last pair on the floor. it was a little hard to concentrate as she picked them up and held them out for me to see, while asking if i wanted the matching bra as well. i said yes initially, before realizing two things: The first, and honestly least compelling, was the price. The second was a realization of how long it had been since i last measured my bust, and had no idea what size to get. my face was flushed at least a little as i backed down on the bra, explaining (truthfully) that every time i tried buying a bra for my Wife, i invariably purchased the wrong size.

The salesgirl was friendly and completely understanding, though there was something about her manner that led me to believe she had her suspicions. Wishful thinking on my part, perhaps. Regardless, she folded the panties nicely and directed me to the checkout counter. The salesclerks there were not nearly as friendly, or as helpful, as has been my experience in the past at this particular shop. Blame it on overwork, perhaps. the clerk wrapped the panties in pink tissue and put them into a small VS bag while i completed my purchase, and i left to return to the rest of my day.

As always, the desire to try on my new panties has been almost overwhelming, but the anticipation will make it that much better when i finally do slide them on.
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Very good report, demi! Thank you for sharing it. I hope to hear about how your Valentine's Day goes, and I also hope more readers will send them their reports as well.

Valentine's Panties Shopping Report by azpanties

2012-01-30T18:39:00.000-08:00

Thank You Mistress for letting me participate in this year’s valentine assignment. We had discussed a few ideas and You had showed me some of the panties that You had liked, so this was a very good starting point. I had decided that Lane Bryant was the way to go, as not only did they have the panties You preferred, but I would also be able to find my correct size for future outings.

I picked Tuesday afternoon for my shopping adventure and luckily for me the store wasn’t too busy. I have to admit that I did a few walk-bys before finally venturing inside.

As I was walking around the store, browsing, I did notice a few women take notice of me, but I soldiered on. I kept thinking to myself that they were thinking it’s close to Valentines day and I was being a good boyfriend/husband. That couldn’t be farther from the truth!

Finally making my way to the panties I started looking for Your favorites, the ones with the “Be Mine” across the front [pictured above]. They were nowhere to be found. I settled on three different styles of pink since my wardrobe really lacks a pink touch!

The first pair is a solid pink nylon/spandex blend thong surrounded by ruffles with a small pink bow in the front, I love the way my ass looks in these! [I would actually call these 'tangas" because they are cut high enough that the cheeks really show, but the back waist is wider than a thong and nicely decorated. They were a good selection in that I've been thinking of getting them as a present for one of my sissies. ~ M]

The second pair are black nylon/spandex with a pink ruffled border and the front covered in red, white, and pink polka dots with two pink laces. They also have a shear see through backside! [I like the lacing and the sheer net back on these. If they were a solid black front (I am NOT a fan of polka dots), they would be a "home run".]

The third pair is a light pink cotton string bikini with pink ruffled accents and “Bad Girl” printed on the backside. [These are cute, but I have mixed feelings about them. I'm very particular about my boys and girls being "good" not "bad", although I do enjoy a bit of "naughty" from time to time.]

I gathered my panties and proceeded to check out. As the sales lady was ringing up my order I noticed a sly grin as I was trying not to make eye contact, I was slightly embarrassed and a little proud of myself at the same time! I can’t wait to show You!

Your boy, Mistress.

Belated Xmas Release Report by jezi-darling

2012-01-16T19:57:00.000-08:00

I allowed several of my boys and gurls to have releases for Christmas. In jezi's case, I ordered her to dress up in the Santa's Helper outfit (like the one shown here) which she had purchased when she did my Holly Day Assignment the year before (2010). She had a house full of family over the holidays and wasn't able to dress up for her release until after New Year's. She waited like a good girl, and I'm sure that it was worth the wait!
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Apologies for the delay in this report.

i am very fortunate to have been a sissy gurl of Mistress for some time now, and this was my second year of being able to celebrate a christmas release under Her instruction.

i had been priviliged that Mistress had seen fit for me to delay my release until i had the privacy at home to dress for it, and i intended to make the effort to make it pleasing for Her as well as for her gurl.

i laid out my pretty santa's little helper outfit on the bed, together with the candy striped stockings and a nice pair of red heels (i love them and hope Mistress does too, but they are way too tight to wear...blush), as well as my special purple sissy scrunchy.....

i dressed slowly to enjoy the feeling of the soft material against my skin and attached the furry cuffs and rolled up my stockings, trying to ensure the pretty bows were facing the front. i set the red velvet hat upon my head and continued to dress.

The heels were hard to slip on even with the stockings helping as they so often do, being so sheer and slippery.....giggle.

Toes somewhat crushed, my feet were in and the ankle straps fastened. i suspect that is one reason i love the shoes, securing the buckle feels good!

Teetering in my heels i had one final item to 'attach' - the gorgeous purple satin sissy scrunchy, gifted by Mistress, was to adorn Her pole during release in Her honour. This time it would be extra special for I had decided to double loop it about Her entire package, blushes. It wasn't easy, but soon Her package was standing proud and presenting a hopefully pretty sissy for Her to enjoy.

Preparations complete, i knelt for my release for my wonderful Mistress.

Her pole taut under the sissy scrunchy ring, i slowly teased it to the edge and stopped, gasping a little - the feeling was quite intense. Once more i began to stroke and tease, knowing it would not be long before the sissy clitty in my fingers would explode and fill my waiting palm.

Slowly and deliberatlely i repeat our mantra:

Your boy, Mistress

Your cock, Mistress

Your pleasure, Mistress

with pauses after each and every word. The intensity rose until finally, with a gasy and squeal of delight, Her cock shot it's sissy load into my waiting hand, warm and creamy.

i smiled and swiftly leant forward to devour my 'prize' for being a good sissy for Mistress, lapping all the cream like a greedy pussy cat.

It only remains for me to thank my Mistress Magick for the great gift i have been allowed and send Her my love and kisses.

xxxx,
Your sissy, jezi-girl
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Photo of Ms. Santa outfit from Ann Summers: http://www.annsummers.com/

Interested in Reading My Assignments?

2012-01-14T01:10:00.000-08:00

Or possibly performing them? I'm going to be making them available for download. To kick things off, my Valentine's Day Assignment is available for FREE today on Amazon.

Need a Kindle reader? You can get free apps for your computer, phone, etc. HERE.

Enjoy!

Xmas Day Release Report by azpanties

2012-01-08T02:02:00.000-08:00

After dressing up as my Santa's Helper and modeling for me on cam, I decided to allow azpanties a release while he was home for the holiday:

Thank You, Mistress, for allowing a release on Christmas day. I was visiting family for the holiday weekend and had to be very discreet. I had been extra horny from the moment that You granted me permission to cum to days earlier. I began Christmas morning by slipping into my special holiday panties, the candy cane striped thong with a sexy green bow.

After a family breakfast, followed by the traditional gift exchange, everyone began to do their activities, watch TV, assemble toys, etc. I told everyone I was going to take a shower. Your cock was already starting to swell. Walking down the hallway I was already starting to massage Your cock. Being sure to lock the door, I turned on the shower and stripped down to my panties. Kneeling in the middle of the floor I pulled down my panties and tucked them neatly behind Your balls and slowly started rubbing Your already stiff cock! Precum was already forming. Your cock hadn’t cum in nine days and was ready to explode! Stroking faster and faster, there was no turning back, Your cock started to twitch on its own and release a massive load into my hand. I love the taste of cum and gladly licked up every last drop! Exhausted, I finally made my way into a well deserved shower.
Your boy, Mistress.
Your cock, Mistress.
Your pleasure, Mistress.

Yule / Xmas Assignment Report by azpanties

2011-12-26T23:09:00.000-08:00

Below is azpanties' Yule/Xmas Assignment report. I'm glad that he's back in my service, and I think it's easy to see why! :-)
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Thank you Mistress for letting me take part in this year’s assignment! After being away for a while I was very thankful that You allowed me back into Your service, and of course I jumped at the chance to dress up for You! I dutifully read Your assignment and went to work right away.

I decided I would try for level three since I love not only wearing panties for You but also sexy little outfits as well! Walking through various stores in the mall I couldn’t seem to find what I was liked, nothing caught my eye. I needed a specialty store and I knew right where one was.

Spencer’s was the store I was looking for! They really do have a little bit of everything. Looking in the adult section I found the perfect outfit: short, clingy Mrs. Claus dress, its red velour with a furry white border and very, very short!! As an added bonus it also came with matching red and white candy cane stockings! Unfortunately when I returned home, I discovered it didn’t include matching panties.

After telling Mistress Magick that my new outfit came without holiday panties I was instructed to go on another shopping trip. Frederick's is usually my first stop when panty shopping, luckily for me they were having a holiday sale! Browsing through the panties I found the perfect pair, red and white v shaped candy stripe patterned thong with a red ruffled border and a decorative green bow on the front. These were the perfect panties to compliment my sexy holiday outfit!

I also decided to pick up a few more panties while I was there. Ones that caught my eye were a sexy pair of leopard print bikini panties and a very busy floral print panty with a lace up front. Finally done shopping it was time to check out and hurry home. Trying to pay, I was told by the sales girl that I could buy 2 more pairs for only 2 dollars more!! What a deal!! I settled on a very sexy blue mesh thong with pretty embroidery, lace-up-look front and bow (shown at left) and a pair of virginal, semi-transparent white panties that I know Mistress will love…and I cant wait to show her!!

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Photo:
http://www.spencersonline.com/product/Pd-Xmas-Dress-W-Stockings/

A Holly-Day Preview

2011-12-24T22:23:00.000-08:00

As some of you know, azpanties is back in my training and service. He performed Levels 1 & 3 of my Yule/Xmas Assignment. His report won't be available until after he gets back after the holidays, but he modeled his Santa Helper outfit for me on Friday night. I thought some of you might enjoy a preview. Don't you just want to plant a kiss on that little green bow! ;-)

Merry Kiss-mas, Everyone!

Lip Gloss Lines & Sissy Cummie Report by sophie

2011-12-12T19:09:00.000-08:00

Mistress gave me 200 lines to write of "I am a pretty girl with polished nails & glossy lips". The line reminded me of my manicure and lipstick that I have worn for you, Mistress. As I wrote it out, I remembered my painted nails and pink soft creamy lips, looking like a pretty girl just as my line stated. I used my pink ink pen to write my lines, and as the line took almost a whole line on the page, it made the pages very pink, and made me feel very girlie.

Being girlie for Mistress makes me feel very submissive, and Mistress shows Her authority having me do things that, as a boy, I would not normally do, such as buying and wearing pink lipstick, or standing in the cosmetics department picking up lipsticks and looking at the colours, just like all the other girls. But I am not a girl, and I wonder what the girls think. But if I am to be Mistress’s girl then I must do girlie things, and writing my line over and over reinforced that I am a pretty girl and must do girlie things.

Mistress allowed me to have a girlie cummie after eight days in chastity, I was to wear my chemise and black panties. I became excited at being allowed my cummie and to wear my chemise. I put it on with black low rise shorts that I had bought from Marks and Spencers. As I put them on, I got more excited and felt feminine.

I climbed into bed and took my pillow between my legs, I felt so girlie that I decided to have my cummie lying on my back. I wanted it to last as long as I could, so I wrapped my legs around the pillow. As I lay on my back, I could feel my soft chemise and panties. I pushed the pillow underneath my chemise and began pushing and rubbing against it. With my hands, I rubbed my body feeling the nice soft chemise, my hands moved down and pushed the bottom of my chemise up a little and I rubbed my buttocks, the nice soft panties, until I couldn't hold it in any longer. I squeezed and pushed until I released and gasped and let out a little groan as I released my cum. I thanked Mistress and had to rest for a while as I got my breath back. Luckily, as I had raised the skirt of my chemise it had stayed clean, but my panties were full of cum, so I took them to the bathroom and washed them. I was feeling tired, so I hung them up to dry and put on a clean pair of panties. I fell asleep, feeling content and feminine.

Photos:
Panties: http://www.marksandspencer.com/Limited-Collection-Rise-Lace-Shorts/dp/B005B2Y4NG
Chemise: http://www.annsummers.com/p/bardot-black-chemise/01nwcekb1010006

Writing in Chastity Shorts Followed by a Release in Lacey Lingerie by thurstan

2011-12-06T23:02:00.000-08:00

Dear Mistress,

The last few evenings while writing punishment lines for You, my Mistress, You instructed that I should wear locking leather chastity shorts before I start, and keep them on until I had written that evening's quota. I really enjoyed the extra control You exercised, and Your cock responded strongly to it, hard with the anticipation and thrill.

I've been chaste for You for 11.5 days, keeping my hands off Your cock unless instructed to edge. But the chastity shorts really bring it home, that You can shut Your property away from sight, from touch, if it pleases You to do so.

Through the day, I edged three times, once before getting dressed, a second time mid morning (after I'd been out and back for my first appointment of the day), and a third time mid afternoon (after I had returned home from a second appointment). Each time I wore the red nightie that You've had me wear for bedtime before.

This evening I wore the shorts for about 3.5 hours. During that time, we chatted, I wrote and finished the lines, ate a little, scanned, cropped and emailed the lines to You for approval.

The chastity shorts allow enough room for Your package, but absolutely deny touch. They simply can't be removed once there is a lock placed on the waist belt. The shorts' leg belts help them to fit better, and I suppose they remove the chance of probing fingers trying to feel up the legs.

There is enough room to get a hand down inside the belt, but it doesn't afford the ability to touch anything because Your cock and balls are sandwiched between two layers of leather. The inner one is thinner and compliant and soft against the skin, and the other is thicker with a rigid leather cup that prevents being able to feel any touch at all at the front. All I can do is wriggle and squirm. Trying to remove or adjust the shorts is ineffective; they're just secure and comfortable. Compliant yet rigid. Easy to wear but uncompromising.

Becoming hard while wearing the shorts isn't uncomfortable at all, but there's no opportunity to adjust Your property so it sits correctly. When the shorts are first worn, the way Your package first sits is the way it stays until they can be removed again. Since I've been Your boy and practising chastity for periods of about two weeks at a time, Your cock can become excited and hard quickly and with little notice, and so it's important that it's in the correct position as I put the chastity shorts on.

I've said before: it's my hand that places the shorts on and locks them on, but I imagine it's Your hand that's holding the keys, Mistress. I'm not even sure where they are until I can hear You return with them, saying I've done enough work for the evening, now I may be released.

I was excited while wearing the shorts, in the knowledge that once I had finished my punishment lines, I was to change back in to sexy feminine panties, put on a shorty black lace baby doll and jacket combination, and be permitted a release.

There couldn't be a bigger contrast between the black leather chastity shorts I was wearing and the floaty lacy bedroom set, because it's warm and snuggly and feminine, and the way it allows my black panties to peek out the bottom feels flirty.

I got ready, dimmed the lights down low, took to my knees, and said Your mantra:

Your boy, Mistress
Your cock, Mistress
Your pleasure, Mistress

I rubbed Your cock first through the black material of the panties, cupped Your balls, tickled and toyed with them. I slapped Your cock a couple of times with my fingers, it was rock hard, and already moist with pre-cum -- which I took to my mouth and tasted. It was clear and sinewy, sweet taste that turned peppery after a few seconds.

After a little while gently teasing and tickling with no firm grasp. I couldn't wait any longer, with some pre-cum on my fingers, I took a firm fistful of the shaft of Your cock, and pumped up and down the lower half a few times. I then let my hand slip to the top, and went to work on the upper half and the head. The tingling intensified, the strokes became more urgent, and I could feel myself coming.

Having been chaste for a while, and edging through the day, Your balls were already swollen, tender and full. When I came, it was full, thick, creamy. I couldn't release my grip nor stop pumping, the orgasm seemed to grow from Your cock, and a hot flushed feeling spread to my head. It seemed to take an age to milk the last spurts in to the drinking glass, and I was left feeling hot and sweaty and exhausted and satisfied. Without wasting much time, I took the sperm-filled glass to my lips, tipped it back and swallowed reasonably quickly, not wanting to waste the energy, I think I caught every drop.

Thank You Mistress for allowing me a release. It was worth the wait.

Your boy,

thurstan

Naughty November "Cranberry Cream" Thanksgiving Report by my jezi-girl

2011-12-04T20:11:00.000-08:00

It was with joy in my heart and a good feeling all over that i made preparations for this year's Thanksgiving assignment for the divine Mistress Magick.

i pioneered the cranberry jelly version from over here in the UK last year and it had gone down so well (in many ways! lol) that i decided a repeat would be most appreciated by Mistress.

i visited a local supermarket to purchase my new jar of cranberry jelly by Ocean Spray a few days before Thanksgiving and managed to arrange privacy for the day itself.

i had been in self controlled chastity for over 40 days by Thanksgiving and was delighted to be able to take part in such a special and delicious assignment.

i knew how messy the task could be and not wishing to 'stain' anything too permanently went for the "naked sissy" this year.

In readiness and to enhance the task, i took the liberty of edging twice before hand to get Your cock close and 'awake to the job in hand' (forgive the pun).

i unscrewed the lid of the glass jar and knelt down to commence the assignment, pressing Your already slightly damp cock into the coolness of the cranberry jelly. i gasped as Your soft cock began to make a "dent" in the firm jelly and then became gradually harder the more i pressed and pushed, simulating sex with the jar, stroking a nipple with my spare hand and gasping and moaning Your name as i devoted the assignment to Your honour.

Your cock continued to firm up as the jelly began to squish about the tip and shaft the more i thrusted and pressed into the cranberry, the redness beginning to mark Your cock and tingle just a little the closer i got to release.

The mantra, our mantra, repeating itself in my head as the moment of cumming apporoached...i began to whisper it pausing after each word, in time with my thrusting and pressing and enjoying every second:

Your gurl, Mistress.

Your cock, Mistress.

Your pleasure, Mistress.

i repeated the mantra over and over as i get soooo close to release and then......... i gasp and cry out with pleasure, Your pleasure Mistress as Your cock quirts it's load into the red cranberry jelly, creamy against the redness, soooo delightful.

There is a little sweat on my brow from the excitement and exertion, as the release of 40+ days of chastity fills the jar.

i begine to lick and lap at the creamy mess in the jar, knowing none of the lovely cummie is to be wasted. The sour cranberry is soothed by the delightful sissy cummie mixed in. i manage to lick and finger out almost half the jar along with all my 'cream'. i lick and suckle my fingers clean, before looking at Your cranberry stained cock, marked now for You in celebration of Thanksgiving.

Thank You, Mistress, for allowing me to take part and enjoy a release in honour of Your holiday!

With love and kisses and huggles always,

Your chaste once more sissy, jezi-girl
xxx

Writing Lines in Leather Chastity Shorts (and Then Changing into a Nightgown & Panties) by thurstan

2011-12-01T20:48:00.000-08:00

If you read my Male Service blog, you know that I'm starting to enjoy playing with ordering thurstan to wear his leather chastity shorts which are like these by Fetters and sold at Mr. S Leather:

http://www.mr-s-leather.com/CB052/fetters-max-security-locking-shorts.html

In this assignment, I also decided to provide him a bit of contrast.

Enjoy!

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Mistress,

When I started this evening, I had written 105 lines. After two 45 minute sessions (including writing to the end of a page each time the timer sounded), I have written 28 lines, covering 4 pages, and have reached a total of 133 lines.

The remaining lines will probably take just over one hour to write.

As You know, I enjoy control, and being told to wear chastity shorts really got Your cock hard, and really quickly.

The shorts' leather is soft and feels good against the skin, but the belts around the waist and legs are thick and unyielding. Once Your cock and balls are fed through the hole and the strap tightened around it, it can't be pulled back out. Once the zippers are done up, Your property is completely enclosed, with the shield down the front, there's no opportunity to touch it at all. With the belts fastened and locked, there's no opportunity to remove the shorts without keys.

I have to dress myself in the shorts, but I imagine that it's You holding the keys, Mistress.

I've always dreamed of wearing these shorts in exactly the scenarios You mention in Your blog post, "while serving me in public, at a party, or for enforcing my ownership and keeping him focused when I leave him working around the house while I go out for a few hours." I've worn them out before, but under thick baggy denim shorts, because the leg belts are a bit obvious. A disadvantage is that they restrict the ability to go to the bathroom, but I'm lucky in being able to hold for longer than most.

Changing back in to panties and my red nightgown for You, to write this, then to wear in bed, I've moved from feeling controlled, to feeling sexy. And excited! These panties make me feel sexy, and the red satin nightie feels great against my skin, warm, smooth, slippery. I like the way it swishes back and forth as I move around the house.

The contrast of the locked leather to the soft panties and shimmery smooth satin of the nightie is strong. It's like two different worlds. (Also because I can't mix the shorts with satin, because the locking posts would snag on the more delicate fabric).

I loved wearing the shorts for You, I love wearing panties for you, I love wearing a nightgown to bed, and I'm relishing Your control, Mistress.

I'm looking forward to reciting Your mantra, getting under the covers of my bed, feeling how the satin is between the cotton sheets.

Punishment for an Unauthorized Cummie

2011-11-27T21:57:00.000-08:00

One of my gurls had a unauthorized release... again! Obviously, I should have been harder on her the first time this happened, which I thought was a accident. I like her and want to continue training her, but this time she directly disobeyed my orders, and I had to bring home to her that this can NOT happen again.
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As I had disobeyed Mistress and had an unauthorised cummie, Mistress punished me by not allowing me to touch myself or to wear panties or other girlie clothes for two weeks. In addition, she awarded me three sets of 250 lines each to write during that time in order to keep my hands busy, tired and out of trouble. The final part of my punishment was going to be my next release. Instead of rubbing against a pillow and having a nice girlie cummie, I was to be punished and humiliated by repeatedly rubbing my package against hard/rough unpleasant items until I could not cum any more. If I couldn't cum again, I was to wait and try again 30 minutes later, and to keep doiug this until I could not cum again, even after waiting an hour.

My first task was to find some items to use, so I went shopping. I found it quite fun to be looking at normal, everyday items and trying to work out if they could be used for my punishment. [In the BDSM world, these are called "pervertables", and I call this "Shopping with Kink-Colored Glasses". Walmart, Target and similar stores are great for this! ~ M] I found a suitable clothes brush, then some sponges that were pink and white - the pink side was soft and the white side, coarse. Next, were some ladies DIY gloves that have a rough palm, then some pink paint brushes. I chose the pink items because they would remind me of the power of femininity while I was using them.

Mistress had mentioned that one of her assignments was to masturbate using food, so I had discussed with her using frozen peas to numb my package so that I would have to rub a little harder and longer. We had run out of peas, so I used frozen cauliflower instead.

1st Attempt

I took the frozen cauliflower and held it against my package until it felt a little numb. It wasn't very comfortable so after a minute I took the clothes brush and began to rub. I found that if I did it firmly, it was not very soft. As my package was numb, it took a few minutes for me to become aroused. I had been in chastity for 15 days, and I think that was why I came quickly. I was relieved at having a release at last but it was not pleasant. Rubbing myself with a clothes brush - it was embarrassing. After I came, I waited for a minute and started again. This was more uncomfortable as my package was more sensitive, and as I could not cum again, I stopped and waited for 30 minutes to try again.

2nd Attempt

I looped a belt around my package and began to move it up and down, faster and faster. Although it did not feel that uncomfortable, I did feel silly. I started to become aroused, but I had to concentrate and think of Mistress and other ladies watching me before I could cum. Even then it was only a little amount that I was able to release, and it was uncomfortable. I could feel myself having to squeeze it out, my balls started to ache. I was feeling quite exhausted now, but I had to keep going until I was unable to cum. My package was feeling a little sore now, and I was unable to release again, so I stopped and waited 30 minutes to try again.

3rd Attempt

On my third attempt, I used the pink sponge. First, I used the white coarse side. That felt quite uncomfortable and rough. It started to hurt, so I switched to the soft pink side which felt nice, but too nice for what I was allowed. I started flipping the sponge over, alternating sides, so I was using each side to make it feel rough, but not too rough in case it rubbed me raw. A tiny amount of cum was released but it took a lot of effort and energy. After cumming, I rubbed again, but was quite empty.

4th Attempt

For my fourth attempt I rubbed some more frozen cauliflower against my package and used a pink paint brush. Although the bristles were not hard, if I used it firmly it did not feel soft. I could also slap my package to increase the effort, enhancing the power of the feminine pink. This took a while to get myself aroused, and I had to imagine Mistress and other ladies watching me and using the brush on me. Eventually, after what seemed like a long time, I became aroused, but it took all my concentration to maintain it and to release a very small drop of cum. It was quite difficult and again I could feel myself struggling to squeeze it out. Once again, I carried on for a few moments to make sure I was empty. My package was now quite sore, and I did not think I would be able to cum on my next attempt.

5th Attempt

On my fifth attempt, I used the pink DIY gloves. However, as my package was still tender I could not bear rubbing and was therefore unable to get aroused and cum, so I decided to try again in an hour’s time.

6th Attempt

An hour after my fifth attempt, I tried using the gloves again. I was just about able to get myself aroused but was unable to cum as I was by now extremely sapped of energy. This was a mixed feeling, but I was glad my task was over.

I have never dreaded masturbating until this punishment. I dreaded each attempt after the second one and longed for the end of my punishment. I found the effect of this punishment was worse than the effects of chastity, and have learnt that unauthorised cummies are not worthwhile if this is the result of them.

However, shopping and paying for the items was kind of fun, knowing what they would be used for.

Of the items used, I would say the sponge was the most unpleasant and most painful. It probably would have broken my skin had I not started alternating the sides.

The gloves did not move up and down smoothly and my hands were unable to feel anything, so it felt rougher than just using a hand.

The clothes brush just felt as though my package was being man-handled, as I had to use it firmly, and of course, I had numbed it so that would have prevented me feeling it properly. The belt just felt like a silly way of doing it.

The paint brushes also had to be used firmly, but their pink femininity helped me become aroused as I imagined ladies taking turns using them on me. I was also able to use them to slap my package. While the bristles were firm, they did not hurt, so it was more the thought of being slapped. I imagine that this would perhaps be good for a punishment if I was to be teased, for example if Mistress wanted me to think of ladies using it to punish me.

The frozen cauliflower was unpleasant when held against my package because it numbed the sensation, and I could not feel properly what I was rubbing against. I don't think I would want to use it again.

With the exception of the paint brush, and perhaps the gloves, the other items just made me feel silly standing there and actually becoming aroused by them.

thurstan's New Panties by thurstan

2011-11-13T02:19:00.000-08:00

As some of you know, boys and gurls, in my continued training, like thurstan, sophie and jezi, often have to submit daily panty and/or chastity reports. Sometimes I get a yummy surprise, like the link to these gorgeous embroidered panties. It's so easy to see that they were selected with my tastes in mind, and thurstan gets brownie points for doing such a great job!
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Good morning, Mistress,

Today I've been chaste for You for six days.

Mistress, I feel naughty for not telling You something. I bought two new pairs of panties yesterday. I had nudged over one hour for parking from my appointment and didn't want to waste the second hour, so I went to Marks and Spencer to see if I could apply what I learned from my last visit there.

So today I'm wearing new panties, the cut is "low rise Brazilian" and they're a good fit. At the front, Your package is supported by opaque black stretchy material, framed by pink and purple embroidered flowers. Over the hips is black mesh, with black stems embroidered on. My bum has a triangle of black material at the back, and my cheeks are hugged by a three inch wide border of black floral lace. A purple bow and tiny pearl bead is the finishing touch at the front.

I've since found the panties on this page:

http://www.marksandspencer.com/Una-Floral-Embroidered-Brazilian-Knickers/dp/B005OU08AI

I owe You a photo, which I'll attend to as soon as I can.

*hugs*

thurstan

Part Two: Cummie in Lipstick and Cocquette Lingerie by sophie

2011-11-09T23:31:00.000-08:00

I know you've all been waiting for this, continued from "Cocquette Bra & Thongs Shopping Report" by sophie!
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I had to purchase a few other normal items and then checked my emails on my phone. Mistress had sent me an email, saying I was allowed a girlie cummie! I was to wear my Cocquette Outfit and some lipstick and, if possible, paint my nails and prance around the house.

I finished my shopping and quickly headed home, rushing upstairs to try on my bra. I put it on and wondered if it would fit, remembering the advice to put the bra on backwards and then swivel it round the right way. I tried this but it was too tight, so I tried fastening it the right way and managed to catch it on the widest hooks. It did feel tight, but as I have never worn a bra before, I didn't know if that was how it was meant to feel. As it was not uncomfortably tight, I decided that it was okay and the cup size was right. I looked at the bra and liked the pink trim ruffles and pink bow in the centre. I then slipped into my tutu and felt so sexy.

The next thing to do was apply my lipstick, so took out my "Marshmallow" coloured lip pencil and "Cotton Candy" lip cream, and went into the bathroom.

Holding the lip pencil in my hand, I leant forward close to the mirror, opened my mouth and started filling in my lips. I could see them starting to take on a light pinkish colour. After outlining them, they were starting to look like girl’s lips. I then opened up the lip cream and applied it with the wand. Again, I opened my mouth and started to press the wand against my lip, slowly moving it round, dipping it back into the cream to keep the wand moist. I could feel the slightly wet cream as I applied it, and watched my lips turning girlie pink. Once I had put on a coat of cream, I pursed my lips together and applied another coat, to make sure I had thick creamy lips.

The cream actually had a slight taste of candy, the kind of thing that makes you think of fluffy girlie things. The colour was darker than I had expected, but it is quite bright and very noticeable. I pressed my lips together again after the second coat and looked at myself in the mirror. There was a slight smudge of lip cream on the side of my mouth, so I took some paper towel and gently wiped it off. My lips now looked perfect, and stood out nicely pink and feeling creamy. I began to feel like a girl who was getting dressed up, making herself look sexy. I started to become aroused but controlled myself, I wanted my dressing up to last for as long as possible.

I had the option to do my nails, but as the nail varnish took me so long to put on and take off the night before, and I was expecting family to return, I felt that I didn’t have enough time.

Mistress had instructed me to prance around the house in my coquette outfit and pink lips. I wandered from the bathroom into the bedroom, the ruffles of my tutu forming a little skirt. I then went downstairs and decided to get a drink. I sat down on the sofa and opened my drink, and noticed that I had left lipstick marks on the can, a very girlie thing to do. I decided to try and lie on the sofa and look sexy, in the manner that would excite me if I saw a girl lying there. I'm not sure how I looked, but of course I had an image in my mind. The skirt of the tutu spread out on the sofa, and lying there, I noticed that as I breathed in and out, my bra moved in and out as well. This isn’t noticeable when wearing men's clothes but it is wearing a bra, the kind of thing a boy would like looking at, a lady’s cleavage moving in and out.

Next, I decided to have a go at walking like a girl in her sexy lingerie, again in the way that would get me excited if it were me watching a girl. I started walking slowly, taking small steps and attempting to swing my hips and stick out my bum. It probably didn't look very attractive, but then again, I had the image in my head. As I walked, I could see the skirt flouncing. I like skirts or dresses that flounce, it seems so girlie and is partly what attracts me to want to wear them. So I felt very girlie, stood in front of the full length mirror and looking at myself; my pink lips, frilly bra with it's pink bow and pink trim ruffles, my exposed chest and then my short tutu with it's pink trim ruffle skirts. Sadly, I doubt I looked like the lady in the picture.

Mistress had kindly allowed me a girlie cummie, and I went to the bedroom. Having got into bed, I placed a pillow between my legs and started brushing against it. I slowly increased the tempo but wanted to make my cummie last as long as I could before I released. I started feeling my body, my bra and down to my tutu. I could feel the ruffles of the skirt rising as my hand rubbed against them. I thought of my pink creamy lips, and how girlie I was. Gasping, I went for the release, and as I did not want to get a mess on my tutu, I had placed some paper towel down the front.

After my release, I thanked Mistress, it was very pleasurable feeling. I had been in chastity for thirteen days and had been teased by pretty ladies, having to keep control of myself while wearing make-up and then lingerie shopping seeing all the sexy lingerie. Having checked my tutu for any mess, which there wasn't, I put it away and took of my bra, which was easier than expected. I put them away and removed my lipstick. I would have liked to wear them for longer, but unfortunately I had things to do and family were due back.

Thank you,

sophie
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Photos:
Coquette Bra
http://www.annsummers.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/productdisplay_et!letc~ev!10210%7C%7Cet!letc~ev!41301%7C%7C_40151_-1_10210_98519_10001_

Coquette tutu
http://www.annsummers.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/productdisplay0_40151_-1_98511_10001

Lip cream
http://www.collection2000.co.uk/products/lips/lip-cream/cream-puff.aspx

Thurstan's First Edging Report

2011-10-22T01:44:00.000-07:00

Dear Mistress,

Thank You for allowing me to touch myself for five minutes today [now yesterday].

About 12 days ago, I signed over ownership of my cock to you, Mistress. It became Your property, Your cock. It has been 11.5 days since You permitted me to cum, and I have not been allowed to touch Your cock since.

It was initially very difficult to not touch Your cock, and it became a game of willpower. Over the next few days, there were some physical changes, as Your cock became naturally excited, its pre-cum thickened up and became smelly. Your balls started to ache and swell, and the slightest thing would make Your cock hard. As time progressed, I learned to to avoid porn and erotica, resigned to chastity. Things were easier, as long as Mistress wasn't teasing me.

You were gracious to allow me to touch Your cock for five minutes today, but there were conditions attached: no release.

My Mistress said I can try to edge, but I'm inexperienced at edging, how to know when to stop in time? You said I must not get too close.

It is going to be so hard (pun intended) to have to back off just as things are getting exciting; You certainly know how to test your boys. I don't know that I have the willpower to stop at the correct moment, but I have to find it for You. It will be a mixture of fun and torture trying to find how far it's possible to take things and still be able to stop in time. I had better err on the safe side, Mistress.

Your instruction to touch Your cock for five minutes had got me excited a couple of times during the day, and by now I'm getting used to ignoring the urges that come along with that until they subside.

I waited until I was comfortable in bed before carrying out Your instructions. I slipped the waistband of my panties down just underneath Your balls, with the balls just resting on top, sticking out slightly proud.

I thought about my Mistress and Her control over me, and this brought Your cock really hard. I made a glance at the bedside clock, and could hear Your seductive voice telling me how I must play with myself. I started by rubbing the backs of my fingernails down the shaft of Your cock, with a medium hard pressure. This felt good, like scratching an itch, because it had been so long I'd been allowed to touch Your property, aside from washing or a quick positional adjustment in my panties.

This felt so good, but it wasn't getting me close to an edge. It didn't feel like a time to be tender, I wanted things rough. The head of Your cock moistened under its foreskin, and I moved to grab a fistful of the shaft and pumped up and down, over the head. The tighter I made my fist, the better it felt.

A tingly feeling started, and I heard You say "stop". I'm inexperienced at edging and don't know how close I can get to be sure of being able to stop, so I took the first pause early. Your instruction said "no release" and I wanted to be sure of that above all else.

When I was sure a second touch would not spell disaster and put an end to the edging session, I put my thumb to my head and tasted what was making it moist and slippery. It was pre-cum, but not as pungent in taste as it had been about a week ago.

I took a fistful of the head of Your cock and restarted masturbating, it felt good to hold it tightly. I don't know how long it took, but I was brought fairly quickly to the place where I thought I would come, again I could hear Your instruction, "stop!"

For a moment I thought I had maybe gone a stroke too far, I was close to feeling that flushed hot swell take over my body, and I felt like maybe something had bubbled up the shaft, and I felt disappointment, did I go too far? On tasting what was causing the head to be moist, I was sure it was still just pre-cum, and I was happy I had kept to the first rule of edging: no release.

Before I dare touch Your cock a third time, the five minutes was up. I carefully mopped up all the stickiness around the head, and licked my thumb and forefinger until they were clean.

I'm now left with a distinctly unsatisfied feeling, the tip of Your cock is tingly. Your balls are now swollen and achey, and are uncomfortable to the touch. Your cock is rock hard and unsatisfied, and now I must find some sleep like this. I daren't try sleep on my tummy tonight, because I can't be sure what dreams I may have; I have to be sure I don't rub up against anything in my dreams, just to be safe.

As an epilogue, I woke this morning with a huge hard-on, frustrated that I'm not allowed to touch again.

Thank You Mistress, you are a most expert tease.

Part 1: Cocquette Bra & Thongs Shopping Report by sophie

2011-10-18T23:21:00.000-07:00

Now that you've read about sophie's first trip to Anne Summers where she purchased her Cocquette Collection Black/Pink Tutu Panties and Bardot Black Chemise, I can share with you her shopping trip to find the matching items. I decided to break this report up into two parts, and I promise the second portion will be worth waiting for! ;-)
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I was to go shopping at Anne Summers for the cocquette bra to match my tutu panties (above right). I was also to buy some new thongs, preferably from one of the more mainstream high street shops, as I like wearing them, and they tend to better support my package.

There are three different Anne Summers stores in areas close by so I looked on the website to see the stores opening times and picked the one that I thought would be the least busy. I wanted to go as soon as it opened as it should be the least busy then.

I also checked my bra size, using the charts on their website. Officially, it came out as 38A, but on checking, it seems they do not sell the cocquette bra in that size, so I guessed I'd buy the 38B.

I got up early and headed out to the shopping centre. I actually arrived before the shops opened so I went for some breakfast and sent Mistress my Daily Panties report.

As I finished, the shops were starting to open, so I went into the Anne Summers and began to look for the cocquette bras. I found them and began to look for my size. Typically, they did not have a 38B only a 38C, which I thought would be too big in the cups. :-) I also saw a 36A, so I had to decide between a 38C or a 36A - one too big in the cup size or one too small in the band size. I decided to gamble on the 36A. If it didn't fit, I would return it, and act like a dumb male who didn't know his wife's/girlfriend's size.

I picked up the 36A and had a look round for some thongs. They did have thongs to match my chemise so I had a good look but none in my size. I also remembered that Mistress had said that the ones sold in here might not hold my package as well, and I would be best buying these from a standard store. The nice lady behind the counter asked me if I would like any help, but I said that I was okay as I had what I needed and went to pay, the lady scanned the item and put the bra into a bag and took my money. I left the store with my purchase and hoped that it would fit as I could not wait to wear it.

The shop next to Anne Summers was Marks and Spencer so I decided to have a look there for some thongs. It was still early and there were only a few customers. I cautiously walked to the lingerie department and checked that there was no one who knew me There wasn't so I started looking around.

I eventually found some black thongs and low rise shorts that I liked, two low rise thongs, one with silk and a pair of low rise shorts which I thought looked nice, I had bought most of my panties from a low cost store so Marks and Spencer were a little more expensive but the quality feels better.

I picked my size out and went over to the till, there was a nice lady and I asked her if they were open for payments (on Sundays stores will open for browsing only for half an hour due to trading laws) she said they were and I placed my items on the desk. The lady scanned them, read out the total, took my money and put the items into a bag. As I left the store, I worked out that I had probably spent sophie's budget for this month, but I was pleased as I had bought some nice items that were more expensive then normal but they were good quality.

Purchased:
- Vintage Style Lace Thong with Silk (above right & at left)

- Low Rise Floral Lace Thong in Black (upper left)

- Low Rise Bow Lace Shorts (bottom right)

I did feel nervous shopping for Sophie but not as much as I used to. Before I began my training with Mistress I would never have had the courage to go shopping for girlie things. Now I have bought a handbag, makeup and accessories, lingerie and a dress. I've realized that the staff don't care and if they do they can't say anything as they'd probably get into trouble. It's mainly seeing people who know me that makes me nervous. Other customers: I do wonder what they think and it also adds a little fun and excitement to it as well. I don't mind a little jokieness as long as nobody is nasty.

I had to purchase a few other normal items. Afterward, I checked my emails on my phone and Mistress had sent me an email, saying that I was allowed a girlie cummie! I was to wear my coquette outfit and some lipstick and if possible paint my nails and prance around the house. I had finished my shopping, so I quickly headed home.
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To be continued.... ;-)

The First Day of the Rest of my Life by thurstan

2011-10-13T01:28:00.000-07:00

I'm using my usual training methods, including panty and chastity training, in order to help thurstan stay motivated and focused in his job search. With so many good boys out of work, perhaps this is a service that I should offer more widely!
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Good morning, Mistress

Today is the first day of the rest of my life!

My big alarm was set for 7:30 and I turned it off without opening my eyes. My phone alarm was set for 7:50 and it's before 8:00 as I write this. I had trouble getting off to sleep, I think through to nerves about today, but I'm awake -- if a bit bleary eyed -- ready for the day. I'll complete this after a bath, breakfast and all the other essential start of the day things. Today will be different in that I won't be wasting time web-surfing, the computer will be used for work, not pleasure.

I selected a black stretchy net thong to wear. Underneath, it doesn't cover much, but attached is a black flouncy net skirt all around to preserve my modesty. At the back my bum cheeks must just be peeking out under the skirt.

As I type this, it feels great sitting down, and the skirt tickles my thighs. There's a bulge forming at the front but I know the rules and will leave Your cock well alone. I will make a photo later, because it's 9am already and I don't want to get distracted from the work I must do.

It was two days ago that I was last allowed to touch Your cock, and you graciously permitted me to have a release at the time, but it's been two days also since I touched it too. It wasn't easy to change the habit I had when it was mine, but it doesn't belong to me any more, and I've been able to keep my promise to you.

As I mentioned yesterday, I want to find three realistic job posting, and apply for those. I will work also on my CV because a couple of people had ideas how I might change it.

I think I've been coping ok with chastity. I fell asleep lying on Your erect cock last night, and woke up stiff this morning, but I left it alone. I don't know I'll feel about things in a few more days.

I skipped breakfast to write this, I'll get some work done before I head in to the kitchen for some food.

Thank You for looking after this boy,

thurstan

Sissy Release in Pink Silk Chemise & G-String by jezi-darling

2011-10-11T21:04:00.000-07:00

jezi's release comes (pun intended) after 73 days of self-control chastity(!), and just in time for her birthday!

Happy Birthday, sweetie!
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It was never my intention that jezi go this long without a release, but she was incommunicado for over six weeks due to what she explained later were unusual work obligations & family circumstances. I'm sure some of you were wondering where shes was. So was I! When she finally came back, her appearances were rather sporadic, and, I needed to wait until she became a bit more consistent before I allowed her a release.

In the meantime, I had ordered and sent her an early birthday present - a sissy-pink silk chemise and g-string set decorated with embroidered flowers on sheer accents - which arrived just in time for her to enjoy wearing it as part of her birthday release. It took International Mail almost a month to get it to her so I'm glad I sent it early!
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As it had been deemed time for my release, i arranged things for a private time yesterday morning once the house was free.

i carefully opened my new present from Mistress: a pink silk chemise with floral bust and matching g-string. It felt divine to touch, and i was very excited to be allowed to wear such a gift from Mistress for my release.

i stepped into the g-string and pulled it up over Your package. It held things quite nicely. It must be being so small! *blush* i had decided to also wear a pink satin sissy scrunchy about Your pole for the release and carefully added this [see pic at right].

Finally, i slipped the silky pink chemise over my head and down over my body, tingling as it slid over my chest.

Mistress had ordered me to edge 1-2 times before my release so, kneeling, i edged at first for some 90secs with the g-string just under Your package. A minute or so later I edged again for another 75 secs before being ready for my long anticipated release.

Still kneeling, i began to stroke Your cock and to rub my nipples through the sheer floral 'cups' over my chest. I was soon approaching the moment of no return. i began our mantra, with pauses between each word, and each line, to focus my mind and my release for Your pleasure:

'Your girl'

'Your cock'

'Your pleasure'

i repeated the mantra 4 or 5 times before reaching a glorious and very exciting release! Catching my sissy cummie in the palm of my hand and smiling, admiring the warm creaminess before licking and sucking my hand clean like a good sissy.

i sincerely hope that my report meets Your approval and thank You from the bottom of my heart for the gifts of the chemise and of the release.

With all my love and huggles and kisses,

Your chaste-once-more sissy, jezi-girl
xxxx

Anne Summers & Nail Essentials Shopping Report by sophie

2011-10-09T00:51:00.000-07:00

I started editing sophie's most recent shopping and release report and realized that it contained so many references to these items that I needed to publish this report first. This is also the shopping that she did to prepare to learn to do her nails, including the dark purple polish she used in the last report (of hers) that I published.

I must admit that I was a bit surprised that sophie went to Ann Summers but didn't really examine the "toys". However, adult stores can be very overwhelming, and I think she was finding the lingerie enough for her first trip there!
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Mistress had decided that I should get a feminine nightie, in either black, pink or white, and some thongs to go with it.

I went into the major shopping centre quite late, which is not something I would normally do when shopping for sophie. I thought that they would be more likely to have nighties similar to those I had discussed with Mistress the night before.

As well as my nightie and thongs, I also needed some items for my makeover so I decided to pick up some of these whilst I was there. The first shop I went to was a large Boots which is a pharmacy-led health and beauty retailer that has lots of stores all over the UK. They also have a US website.

I went to the cosmetic department and walked around, as I usually do, to see if there was anyone that I knew. There didn't seem to be, so I started thinking of what I needed. I decided that I would not buy all the items in one go, as that would mean that I could not use the excuse that my girlfriend/wife had sent me in to pick up a couple of things for her. I had also forgotten my list, so going from memory was a kind of test.

I was faced with all the different colours and brands and became a bit overwhelmed. I decided to get some items for my manicure/pedicure so looked for top and base coats, a nail buffer and some dark purple nail varnish. As I wandered around looking for and finding the items, surrounded by ladies all doing the same thing, I felt very girlie. At the same time, I was wondering what they were thinking about me, looking for nail buffer and top/base coats.

When I had all my items, I looked for the till and saw a young female staff member smiling at me. I smiled back and made my way to the till, wondering whether she was smiling because she thought I was weird, or because perhaps she admired me for having the courage to choose and buy makeup. Anyway, I made my way to the till and joined the small queue, and it was soon my turn to pay. I was served by a young lady who scanned my items, read out the total and put them into a bag. She then asked me if I wanted a £5 No7 voucher (No7 is a brand of cosmetics) which is valid until next week. I replied, “Yes please”, as I could use the voucher for my other makeover items such as lipstick, and she put it into the bag for me.

The nail varnish is long-lasting Collection 2000 Lasting Colour Nail in Been'a Berry, a dark purple which, according to the label, lasts for up to 10 days wear. (Unfortunately, I won't get to wear it for that long!)

[While looking at the website, I noticed that this polish has an extra-wide brush that is only supposed to require one stroke instead of three. I think that might have been another reason that she put on her polish too thickly when doing her nails in this report. ~ M ]

Again, I did feel a mixture of excitement and nervousness as I paid. I like being served by ladies as they would have a better knowledge of what the items are for and thus know that I was purchasing them for manicures. The top and base coats were in a pack together - Boots Essentials Top And Base Coat - the top coat is a transparent colour while the base coat is pink.

The Boots 4-Way Nail Buffer is a block with four different numbered abrasive coatings on each side for the different stages of buffing. 1 is for filing and shaping the nail, 2 is for smoothing the ridges on the nail, which is done once a month followed by 3 for a finer finish and sheen, and 4 is for a high gloss finish, which can be repeated every few days to maintain a natural shine.

Deciding then to concentrate on my nightie and panties, I went to Debenhams and looked for the lingerie department. Having seen some nighties on the website and as Mistress said that she liked them too, I started looking for them. The floor was not too busy, thank goodness, and I saw the small La Senza concession where those particular nighties were being sold. I looked around, but unfortunately could not see them. The ladies who worked there all smiled at me, and I smiled back, feeling nervous, but I guess they just assumed I was buying something for the girlfriend or wife. Disappointed that I could not find anything that I liked, I started looking in other stores.

One store was Anne Summers, branded as a female-friendly adult store. I’d never been to an Anne Summers before, but went in and made my way over to the lingerie section. I found a chemise that I liked and found my size, nearby was a rail of tutu briefs. I hadn't heard of these before, but had heard of skongs from my panty definition task. I found them quite sexy and appealing, one was black with pink, so I decided to purchase it. The shop had a few female customers, but no one seemed bothered by me, again they probably just assumed I was buying something for the girlfriend or wife. I took my chemise and tutu panties to the till where the lady served me and explained the return policy.

The Bardot Black Chemise (shown at the the top right) is black mesh with soft flock black animal print marks on it. On the front, around the top of the cups, is a black lace trim with a small black ribbon bow in the centre, with a small tear-shaped stone just under the bow. At the bottom on the left side is a split and another little black bow at the top of the split. It's very soft and feminine.

The Cocquette Black/Pink Tutu Briefs are black with three-tiers of ruffles: The first ruffle is pink lace, which goes all around the panties, the second ruffle is black mesh with pink ribbon trim. The third ruffle is black netting with pink ribbon trim, and is the most see-through of the three. The only part of the panties that is not see-through is the fabric under the crotch.

I went for a drink and noticed somebody from work, but they didn't see me. Luckily, I had placed my purchases in a rucksack, so no one could see where I had been shopping. But seeing someone I know had put me off, and not wanting to further risk being seen going into women's clothes shops or purchasing makeup, I decided that it was time to go home and try on my sexy new purchases.

I briefly tried on my new lingerie and they fit, although the chemise did feel a bit tight. The next day I realised that the shoulder straps were adjustable, and adjusted them so that it felt a lot better. When I tried on my Cocquette tutu panties, I realised they did not go with the chemise. I love them and feel very sexy in them, and I would like to buy the matching bra or corset. Mistress said that is a big step, and that I still have my thongs and makeover items to buy first. [The report that I was editing is the one in which sophie buys the matching bra, and then wears the outfit while relaxing around the house before another girlie cummie. It's coming soon (pun intended)! ;-) ~ M]

When finding the Ann Summers links for my chemise and tutu panties to show Mistress, I also had a quick look at some of the toys they sold there. :-)

Mistress had also kindly given me 100 lines of "I am going to become a beautiful girl for Mistress Magick. All I need are training and practice" which I wrote over the weekend. I had undergone a disappointing last few days regarding not having the planned privacy for my makeover. Writing my lines was encouraging, and they also felt as though they were reinforcing my feminization.

Thank you,

sophie
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Since sophie did such a good job on her shopping and lines, I allowed her a release in her new chemise, which I also had her to sleep in that night. She followed up with:

Mistress, thank you for allowing me a girlie cummie tonight. I finished it earlier on and enjoyed it so much. I have changed into some clean panties - the new black shorts with red hearts - and am now going to sleep in my chemise, feeling very feminine. I just hope I don't forget that I've got it on and wander downstairs in the morning!

thurstan's First Day in My training

2011-10-03T20:43:00.000-07:00

I have a very yummy new boy. He reminds me a little bit of larry, but hopefully will be more loyal. So far, he's proving himself to be intelligent and creative... a bit naughty around the edges... and he has a great ass!
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Good morning, Mistress,

I hope you're sleeping soundly as I write this? I chose to write about last night first, then to follow your orders to masturbate your cock and to try to eat the cum, before adding to the bottom.

Thank you for your time last night. I wasn't expecting to talk to you, much less have so much of your valuable time. You got me very hard last night as you took me under your control.

It's a nice thing to wear panties for you, to cover your cock. It's a real challenge to not touch. I think, living alone, it's easy to slip in to bad habits, and I think it's so easy to underestimate how much of the time I would have my hand on my cock. That has to change now that you have reassigned ownership to yourself.

I think I've been good overnight, in that I've kept my hands off your cock. I've not touched it at all. No rubbing, no checking to see if it's still there. Quite a literal interpretation of "no touching".

Before turning on my side to sleep, I made a tiny readjustment of the panties. I didn't want a wet spot in my bedding if your cock dribbled overnight. I was able to get your cock head to nestle just under the waist-band. This was at the expense of keeping the balls cupped in the fabric, there was not enough space for everything in the female underwear you chose. [Shown above.~M]

We didn't discuss balls. The balls attached to your cock; are they your balls, Mistress? They're not much use to me while you own this cock.

[Of course, they're My balls. They're all part of your/MY package! ~M]

I slept quite well, feeling safe, content, secure. A few times I found myself lying on my front, with an erection between me and the sheets, and it felt good but frustrating as I slid back to lying on my side, the satin sliding easily over the cotton sheets.

This morning while typing this before masturbating, I found myself a couple of times using my abdominal muscles to wriggle your cock -- the same ones to stop a flow of pee -- and it makes your cock reposition itself under the panties. In a state of excitement left over from last night, your cock head is still tingly, and I can feel the sensation as it slides one way or the other under the material. It's most unsatisfying from the point of view of trying to get off on it. But I feel safe under your control and trust your instructions must be for some good.

I have now a drinking glass from the kitchen, and I'm going to stroke your cock until it cums. I'll try to make the most cum, because I remember you instruction from last night.

I knelt on the floor in my living room, closed my eyes, and thought about the power you have over me, and your cock became hard again. I started slowly and caressed the lower part of your cock shaft and balls. Before long, I had a tight grip over the shaft and it didn't take long at all before jerks of cum were splashing in the glass. There was enough cum to cover the bottom. I caught it all -- as much as I could milk out -- in the glass. I licked my fingers, didn't get the taste. Then I hesitated for half a moment, thought this will get worse the longer I wait, brought the glass to my lips and tipped it right back, let the cum land in my mouth, and swallowed before the taste started coming through.

The taste was initially acidic, turning slightly bitter and definitely salty. I've not brushed my teeth yet, I'm just about to attend to that, but at this moment, I have a slight burnt rubber taste in my mouth.

I was awake at about 7:30 and waited until 8:30 to start writing these notes. It was a while before I was ready to do your assignment and I'm looking where the morning went (your new boy is slow at writing). Oh, I made a photo after I came, and that should be attached to the email.

This is the first time I've eaten cum, thank you for the permission to masturbate.

(Must remember to wash the glass before reusing it.)

thurstan

Doing my Nails & "Ladies First!" Lines by sophie

2011-10-03T01:09:00.000-07:00

This weekend, sophie had enough privacy at home that she was able to dedicate substantial time to her feminization training. This is the first of three reports, which include doing her finger and toe nails, applying lipstick, buying her first bra! and a special femmie cummie.

(I've gotten behind in posting sophie's training reports. Instead of catching up from where we left off, I'm going to start with this weekend. I will go back and fill in with some of the older ones later.)
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Mistress had given me some re-enforcement lines to write because I had been disrespectful to a group of Ladies by not holding the door open and allowing them to pass first, like a good sub should.

I had already been punished, however Mistress decided to reinforce my punishment with some lines once I had the privacy to do my nails. I had to write "I must remember: Ladies first!" 250 times while wearing only a pair of panties and nail varnish. Mistress likes seeing me writing with my nails done, and it also reminds me of how girlie I am. Mistress had ordered to get some girlie pens so I had purchased a pen that has flowers on it, and I wrote my lines with that.

First, I stripped down to only my panties: I was wearing my black lace shorts with pink hearts design and a black with pink spot ribbon bow at the back.

I then soaked my hands and feet, trimmed my nails and filed them. With my toe separators in place, I put some base coat on my toe nails. This was very straight forward, and it made my nails look shiny. Next, I put on my berry colour nail polish (a dark purple, it looks black in the pics) because I know Mistress like purple. Following the instructions from the video lessons Mistress had me watch, I applied three long stokes down each toe nail. Unfortunately, I still ended up with it on my cuticles, which was annoying. I did both feet and then applied a second coat of polish to both feet. I think I applied this a bit too soon and should have waited a bit longer. Next, I tried to clean up the polish I had got on my cuticles by using some cotton wrapped on an orange stick and dipped in remover. This worked well, but my hands weren't steady, and I ended up taking some polish off the sides of my nails. Once I had cleaned up, I put on a top coat.

Next, I was to do my finger nails. First, I put a base coat on them, which again was straight forward. I waited for it to dry and then applied my first coat of polish. Following the lesson, I attempted to put three long strokes on each nail, but found that I was too far from the edge of the nail so did another and it ended up on the cuticle. I did both hands and then applied a second coat of polish. Again, I think I should have waited a little longer for the first coat to dry. I cleaned up my cuticles, but again ended up taking some of the polish off the edges of my nails. I waited and then applied a top coat. I was disappointed as my nails were not perfect: the varnish was uneven and did not cover the whole of the nail, and they didn't look as good as the ones in the videos I had watched. However, it had taken me over an hour to do my nails, and I didn't have time to redo them as I had my lines to write.

[I've instructed sophie to use thinner coats next time and hold her how to wipe the brush off on the lip of the bottle. That should help. ~ M]

I went to my desk, took out my writing pad and new girlie pen, and started writing my lines. It was only a short line, but it became repetitive after only about line fifteen. With short lines they become repetitive quicker than longer lines because you repeat the words more frequently, and they stick in your mind. I still had two hundred and thirty five lines left to write!

I was sat there in just my panties and painted nails which I could see as I held my pen, reminding me how I was girlie, and my new pen was not that comfortable to hold. Being sat there wearing only my panties with pink hearts and ribbon bow at the back I felt exposed and humiliating, hoping that no one could see me. But of course Mistress would know what I was wearing. I only wrote out the first half of my lines before I had to take a break as my hand was aching and the repetitiveness of the line was making it very boring. I took just over two hours to complete my lines. I scanned them and sent them to Mistress for her to check.

Short lines are good for subs who break/don't follow the rules as having to write the rule out over and over again makes you regret breaking/not following the rule and makes it stick in your head, so you won't forget it.

I will certainly allow Ladies to go first now as I have been punished by Mistress with corner time, extended chastity, not being allowed a girlie cummie when I was finally granted a release, and now had to spend two hours writing. It is now drummed into me: "Ladies first!". I also know, even more strongly than ever, that Mistress will not allow disrespectful behaviour toward ladies and will punish me for it.

Second Panty Shopping Trip by sophie

2011-09-13T20:32:00.000-07:00

My Second Panty Shopping Trip

Mistress Magick had given me an assignment to purchase at least three different pairs of panties that were in different colours and styles.

As I knew I would not have much free time this week, I had to plan my shopping carefully. I decided to look at some of the high street shops websites to see which ones I would buy. I looked at two stores, New Look and Peacocks, as I knew where they had stores in a quiet part of town. I did a search and found some pairs that I liked the look of, I decided that the best opportunity would be to go shopping for them during my lunch hour and the shopping area was easy to reach in the car.

I went to the shopping centre with my now standard nervousness of being seen by someone who know me, but I was not as worried about other people, perhaps because this was my third shopping trip for women's clothing. I went to the first store New Look only to find that this store did not sell lingerie. I went to Peacocks next which I knew from my last shopping trip is a big store. I walked to the lingerie section, looking to see who was around. The shop was not that busy - a few ladies were looking at the items.

I went to the panties and started looking, trying to remember the items I had seen on the internet. I nervously picked up some pairs and went over to the next rail. There was a lady who was close by. Eventually, we passed each other. I could see her look at me, looking awkward walking around holding a pair of pink panties. I found the other pairs to make up the three pairs I needed to buy as I had to get back to work.
Thankfully the tills were empty so I went over to them to pay, as I did the lady I passed had just got there before me and once again looked at me, this time I was holding a few pairs of panties, I am sure if I had not been so close she would probably have laughed as she told the staff that there was a man over there looking at panties, perhaps she thought I was a panty thief. I eventually came to pay and the lady scanned the items, read out the total and took my money and put them in a bag for me. I then had to rush back to work.

Here are the items I bought, I hope you approve:

Naomi Bling Buckle Thong
Pack Of Three Floral Lace Shorts in pink, purple and turquoise
Heart-Lace Design Bow Back Shorts in turquoise
Michelle Classic Thong - I think these look better then they do on the site.

One thing I have found is that when the staff give me the receipt and change they seem to have problems putting them in my hand. At first I didn't take any notice. but it has happened a few times now in different shops.

Thank you,

sophie
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Pics:
- http://www.peacocks.co.uk/product/index.jsp?productId=4959081&prodFindSrc=paramNav
- http://www.peacocks.co.uk/product/index.jsp?productId=4501961&prodFindSrc=paramNav
- http://www.peacocks.co.uk/product/index.jsp?productId=4536221&orderSourceCode=0
- http://www.peacocks.co.uk/product/index.jsp?productId=4567931&orderSourceCode=0

Panty Shopping: Take Two (or Three!) by larry

2011-09-02T20:20:00.000-07:00

Finally getting around to posting this one from larry. Yummy as always! ;-)
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Mistress Magick,

My wardrobe of panties has increased 300%! Please find photos of my latest acquisitions attached.

The trip didn't go entirely as planned. i was of course wearing my black panties for the duration, and the feel of them against my nether regions gave me a feeling of nervous expectation as i left the car.

i had been forced to park at the opposite end of the shopping district to where i had wanted to, and as a result was much nearer the store i used last time than the one i intended to use. As i walked past the previous store, i remembered my last trip, and felt the panties tight on my crotch. My cock began to harden at the thought, so i decided to pop in again... just for a look.

As i browsed the lingerie department, with a now firmly-established hard-on, my eyes set upon some purple panties. Bearing in mind what You had said, describing them as 'Magick purple', and difficult to find, i knew i had to have them. i was sure You would appreciate them, and my desire to please You meant they were a must. As i bent to take them off the rail, i felt my hard cock poking through the waistband of my black panties. My sense of achievement was already palpable, but i knew i needed to buy more to complete my mission.

i wandered through the lingerie section clutching the purple panties, wrapped up in the moment and oblivious to the over-long looks i was getting from other shoppers. My eyes set upon a two-pack of lacy thongs, one red and one white, and i checked they had my size. Once more i felt my cock strain against the waistband of my panties as i located a size 12, then strode confidently towards the cash desk with my selections.

There was no queue at the checkout, but the two assistants on duty seemed to be having some trouble with the cash register. i was in a world of my own, wrapped up in thoughts of my purchases and telling You about it, but the feeling of exposure grew as i stood waiting for them to fix the till.

It seemed an age as i stood, isolated, holding three pairs of panties, before the till was ready and i was called over. i put my panties on the counter, and the male assistant did a double-take. Nothing was said as he scanned the barcodes and took my money, but he gave me more than a couple of quizzical glances. Eventually my panties were bagged and paid for, and i left the store.

As i said, the trip didn't go as planned, as i ended up not visiting the store i intended to, but i hope You will be pleased with my selections. i walked back to the car not so self-consciously this time, but pleased, confident, and with a sense of a achievement at (hopefully) pleasing You. And, of course, a clear bulge in the front of my jeans.

i hope You approve of the pictures of my new panties. i await Your further instructions

larry

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Yes, you please me quite well... and I'm still looking forward to that release report. ;-)

Shopping for & Wearing a Dress by sophie

2011-08-28T22:35:00.000-07:00

Dress Shopping Following a discussion, Mistress Magick agreed that I should wear a dress and make up while I wrote my lines for getting distracted while panty shopping.

I started looking on the internet at sites for some of the local women's clothes shops. I looked at New Look, George, Peacocks and Select - all inexpensive high street [UK retail chain] stores. I sent Mistress Magick some examples of what I was thinking of buying [short, flirty tea dresses, including the dress at right], and she commented on which ones she likely best and why.

On Saturday morning, I went to a shopping centre that I knew would not be busy but has a few inexpensive women’s clothes shops. As I parked the car my usual nervousness started: Will I be seen by anybody who knows me? Will I find something suitable and will it fit?

I went into the shopping area and came to the first shop, New Look. I walked in and did my usual scan to see if I knew anyone. There were a few customers and all were ladies. There wasn’t anybody who I recognised so I started looking at the dresses on the rails. The shop was only small and, as I walked around looking at the size labels on the dresses, I wondered what the ladies were thinking. Were they picturing me in the dress I was holding, looking like a pretty sissy? I saw a couple of dresses that I liked and would have bought one of them, but they didn't have them in my size.

I left the shop and went into the next one, Peacocks. This shop was larger than the first and had more items. There were a few ladies shopping close by, but thankfully no one I recognised. I started browsing, but I didn’t see anything l liked so it was off to the third shop.

I had never heard of this shop, Interncional, so had no idea of what they sold. Once again a quick look around to see who was in the shop - it looked safe so I started looking. As I was the only man in the shop, I probably stuck out, but I kept looking at the dresses. I could not see anything like I had originally planned and discussed with Mistress Magick, but I did see a white dress with black spots and a big bow on the neck line of the dress. It looked nice and pretty, so I went over and hoped that they had my size. Luckily, they did so I picked it off the rail and went towards the tills.

Next to the till, they had some makeup items so I picked some pinkish lipstick, nail varnish and eyeliner. When choosing the makeup, I just went for pinkish colours and black for the eyeliner, but I did try to match up the lipstick and nail varnish. At this point, the lady at the till politely asked if I was okay and if wanted any help to which I replied that I was okay and placed the items on the desk. The lady smiled and scanned my items, said the amount, took my money and said goodbye. I left the shop feeling pleased with my purchases! I was going to head home but then realised that I should get mascara and eye shadow, so I went into another shop, Superdrug.

I made my way to the makeup and started looking. A couple of ladies were also looking at the displays, and I’m sure they must have wondered why a man was looking at mascara and eye shadow. There were many items and I didn't really know much about what I was looking at, so I just picked up what I thought was reasonable - black mascara and some brownish eye shadow - and went over to the till. Once again, the cashier told me the total amount and took my money. Unfortunately, it wasn’t until after I got home that I thought that maybe I should have gotten pinkish eye shadow to go with the lipstick and nail varnish.

When I got home I went into the bedroom, undressed and put on my panties that I had purchased for my previous assignment. I slipped the dress on. It seemed to fit, and I felt pleased that I had got my size right! I then found how difficult it is to fasten the zip at the back! After a bit of a struggle, I managed it.

I looked in the mirror and could see the pretty bow on the dress and my legs. The dress was above the knee and felt short, perhaps because men are usually taller than women. It felt as though the back of the dress wasn't covering my bottom and panties, so I turned around and looked over my shoulder in the mirror. It looked as though it was covering them, but not by much! I quite liked that feeling - a shameful but sexy; I can imagine a lady perhaps teasing a boy by giving him glimpses of her panties.

I was starting to feel girly and submissive because I was humiliated, in a dress and panties and now about to put on some make up. I first tried to put on eyeliner: I attempted to draw a line around the top and bottom of my eye line. It was hard as I kept on thinking I was going to poke my eye. It didn't seem very noticeable so I now tried the mascara. This didn't go to well either. Like the eyeliner, I kept on thinking I was going to poke my eye, my hand was not steady and I ended up making a mess of it. Next was the eye shadow, this time the trouble was I couldn't keep my eye lid closed, so I had to pull and hold it down with my finger and ended up with mascara on my finger. After I applied the eye shadow, it did look different but again it was not really that noticeable - perhaps a brighter colour would have been better. I then tried the lipstick. This was easier to put on. The colour was not a bright as I thought but was visible and make my lips feel softer and moist. Finally, I decided to paint both my fingers and toes with the nail varnish. Whilst easier then the eye makeup, I still found it difficult and ended up getting it on the skin around the nail. I also made the mistake of picking things up before the varnish had dried and made a mess of some of my nails.

[NOTE: I normally would have had sophie do lessons in each type of makeup and it's application, but she was so eager that I allowed her to go ahead and give things a try. I plan to give her lessons, beginning with nail polish application. I loved seeing the polish on her nails as she was writing her lines and hope she'll have private time to practice it soon. ~M]

I felt excited now as I was doing something that ladies would do, looking at themselves in a mirror checking how they looked. So all dressed up, I went to write my lines. As I sat down in my chair, the dress would rise up so I was sitting on my panties an unusual feeling as I am only used to wearing trousers. I had to pull the dress down to cover myself. I felt shameful even though I was alone in the house because I thought if I saw a lady do this I would definitely look. Even after pulling my dress down, I still felt exposed - it would be easier in my dress to touch myself. As I leaned forward to write, I could see the bow on my dress and my painted nails.

Once I completed my lines, I remained dressed up and went to get a drink, as I drank from the glass I realised that there was a lipstick mark on the rim of the glass. When I walked the bottom of the dress slightly flapped, accentuating the feeling of an exposed bottom, and my pink toe nails looked strange, like they belonged to someone else. Every time I sat down, I would have to rearrange my dress as my panties would be exposed, tightly covering my bottom and holding my package, with lace trim around my legs and waist. It then dawned on me that ladies sit with their legs crossed so that is what I did. Once again I liked the feeling of being made to behave like a lady.

At the end of the night I went to remove my makeup and have a shower, I came to remove my dress and unzipped the back, I got aroused, as I imagined removing a ladies dress to reveal her sexy lingerie, as my dress and panties fell to the floor they each brushed my package and I was aroused and lost control of myself and could not stop myself from ejaculating, once I had finished I was disappointed with myself as part of my punishment was to suffer the no touching rule and now I had been relieved.

[I haven't yet punished sophie for cumming without permission - I think partially because I am delighted that she was so excited by everything that she simply couldn't control herself! Instead, we have worked on her control and are continuing her chastity training.]
I found this part of my punishment to be effective as it forced me to do things that ladies do, which I find embarrassing, humiliating but exciting at the same time. Finding myself worrying about my dress being too short when as a naughty boy I like ladies wearing dresses that are short, I was now getting a taste of what it is like for ladies. When it comes to shopping, I find I have two different kind of nervousness: One is being terrified of someone I know seeing me. The other is what other people who I don’t know think of a seeing a man like me shopping for ladies' things. This is mainly a worry that gives me my submissive buzz, and I kind of enjoyed it, depending on the kind of attention I was getting.

I have a lot to learn about women’s clothes and makeup, so I can look pretty and be girly for Mistress Magick.

Photos:
Select Fashion Ruffled Tea Dress: http://www.selectfashion.co.uk/clothing/s033-0402-22_blk-white.html
Internacionale: http://www.internacionale.co.uk/promotions

Writing Lines While Dressed En Femme (Punishment for Getting Distracted While Panty Shopping)by sophie

2011-08-20T01:53:00.000-07:00

Mistress Magick had given me a panty shopping assignment to do. The assignment involved looking at panties in order to find a pair to purchase.

As part of the assignment, I was to look at a couple of websites to see the panties that they sold, but, while looking at the panties, I was repeatedly distracted from my task by the images of the models wearing them and the descriptions - lacy, ruffles, thong. I got excited, like any naughty boy, and temporarily forgot about my assignment, instead looking for more items that excited me.

After reading my report of my panty assignment and our discussion about it, Mistress Magick decided that I should be punished for being distracted from my assignment.

My punishment was to:

1. Write 150 lines of "I must focus on my assignments and not allow myself to be distracted by ladies and their shapely curves".

2. Have the websites that distracted me open and in view while I wrote my lines.

3. To wear the panties I bought for the assignment, along with a dress and makeup while writing.

4. I was not allowed to touch myself from when I read the email detailing my punishment until Mistress Magick approved my lines and report and gave me permission.

As I have written lines before I knew what that would be like, but I did not think I would be able to get through rules 2, 3 and 4. They would be torture to this naughty boy! I would only have the time to write my lines on Saturday, but I received Mistress Magick's email on Monday afternoon, which would mean that I couldn't touch myself all week!

So my punishment started with the no touch rule. For the first few days it was not too bad apart from having to accept somebody else forbidding me from touching.

After the third day, Thursday, a little frustration started to creep in, and I knew it would only get worse as the days went on. But I was able to cope as I had gone this long before.

On the fourth day, Friday, I was very tempted to have a quick touch but managed to resist, even in the shower. However now I was starting to really suffer, my balls felt more sensitive and a little swollen. The punishment was now starting to take its effect.

As the day went on, my swollen balls became super sensitive: the slightest touch would excite me, even as I walked and crotch of my trousers brushed against them. As I went about my day at work I would notice every detail of the ladies. It felt as though their skirts were shorter, legs longer, temptingly shaped by their high heels pushing their bottoms and breasts out even further. It was as though they knew of my punishment and were now all joining in, enjoying punishing me, because now every time I looked at a ladies assets I was immediately punished. My twitching cock, the frustration building, it was torture.

Day five, Saturday- I woke up on day five longing to relieve myself. I had never gone this long before. I would be able to write my lines today but would have to go and buy my dress and makeup first. I didn't know how I would cope going into shops where there would be a lot of ladies around. However, I managed it as my nerves of buying a dress and makeup took my mind off things. When I got home and had gotten over my shopping nerves, my mind went back to my package and the lack of attention it had been receiving. Their now agonising wish simply to be emptied and covered by panties and a pretty dress.

The panties I had to wear were black cotton with lace trim. I put them on slowly - they seem to be more delicate then male underwear. I am not used to wearing panties, and, after a few moments, I could feel that they were tighter then what I am used to. Of course they weren't designed with holding my package in mind! They were not uncomfortable, but my package would occasionally escape and have to be put back in place, which meant touching. Mistress Magick had allowed rearranging, but it was so very tempting to keep on touching, and it took all my will power not to.

I had bought a tunic dress that had a big bow on the neck line. As I put the dress on, I realised how difficult it is to zip the back up. The dress is above the knee meaning that my legs were exposed just like the ladies I like to look at. As I walked, it felt as though the back of the dress was too short, exposing my bottom and my panties, so I went to the long mirror and looked, but thankfully it wasn't.

As I sat down in the chair to write my lines the back of the dress would rise meaning that the bottom of my panties were uncovered and I even had to rearrange the front of the dress to cover them - something that would excite naughty boys watching a lady, but now it was me having my assets exposed. I felt shameful, but sexy and feminine too.

I also had to put some makeup on: lipstick, mascara, eye liner, eye shadow and nail varnish.

Then I opened the websites that had distracted me from my panty shopping assignment:

LaSenza:
- Cleavage closeup (see above right)
- (Second link no longer available. See photo at left.)

Debenhams:
- Image of the lady in her bra and panties
- Image of the ladies bottom

I took out my writing pad and began to write my lines. It was a long line and spanned two lines, and I had to write it 150 times. I estimated it would take around 3 to 4 hours depending on whether I made any mistakes that required me to rewrite a page.

I was writing slowly at first while I got used to the line, but as I got about half way through line 9 I realised that I had made a mistake on line 8. I had written "be" instead of "by". Following Mistress Magick's rules, I circled the mistake, drew a diagonal line across the page and started back at line 1 on a new piece of paper.

I was nervous now. If I had made a mistake at line 8 when I was reasonably fresh what would I be like when boredom set in and the urge to look at the ladies on the screen and my need to relive myself grew? This could take a lot of pages! I sighed to myself.

Luckily, I did not make any more mistakes. The line did quickly become boring and every time I took a rest from writing there were the ladies on the screen, punishing me with their bodies. I wanted to touch myself, my pretty dress, my panties, but I went back to my lines to take my mind off it as best I could. However even they had an element of teasing - having to write "ladies and their shapely curves" - causing mental images of curvy ladies, causing my cock to throb.

But as my line said: I must not allow myself to be distracted by them. While writing my lines I could see my painted finger nails, this again reminded me that I had been feminized and painted nails I associate with ladies hands that might play with my package, which I was trying not to think of.

After just over three hours I had finished and checked my lines and was relieved at being able to close the websites. I had written 11 pages in total: 10 pages of lines plus one reject. I scanned my pages and named them appropriately and decided to write my report later on.

Writing my lines sat like a naughty boy wearing panties and feminized trying to cover myself was humiliating: sitting there feeling excited and embarrassed by the ladies clothes and make up I had to wear, and the models on my computer screen in their lingerie teasing me, for three hours.

Before I went to bed, I decided to have a shower and remove my makeup. But, as I took off my dress and panties, I got excited and became aroused. As my package was brushed by the pretty dress and panties, my cock throbbed, ready to burst. I could not stop it! I could feel it I was passing the point of no return, and as I dashed over to the toilet, I ejaculated! It was thicker than usual, but it had been trapped inside me for five days. The feeling was immense: the relief, my frustration lifted. Once finished I had to sit down as I felt weak, having put all my energy into emptying myself. A few moments later, I began to feel disappointed in myself for not being able to last until Mistress Magick had given permission and then nervous about having to report to her that I hadn't. [Obviously, a certain naughty boy has a punishment coming up (NPI) for this! ~ M]

Overall my punishment was excellent for naughty boys: Not being able to touch myself was difficult after the third day. I have never gone as long as five days and I was unable to last as long as Mistress Magick had required. It was a slow method of being punished, getting worse each day, and instead of looking at ladies for my own selfish pleasure, it now allowed the ladies to punish me with their bodies, the way they walked, the sound of their high heels, their soft feminine voices. The lines made me sit like a naughty boy for three hours writing the same sentence over and over. The panties, dress and makeup made me feel girly and forced me to do girly things like shopping for the items and applying the makeup. Having the distracting websites open tempted me to look at them, but I had lines to concentrate on and did not want to make any mistakes.

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LaSenza Photo:
http://www.lasenza.co.uk/knickers/Level3.aspx?d=1&collection=40&style=701649&product=010010856&img=SS1110_131

Pantied Birthday Edging & Release Report by larry

2011-08-15T21:04:00.000-07:00

After three weeks of being teased and denied by first writing in CBT and then in panties (Buying Panties - Writing Pt 1 - Writing Pt 2), I finally allowed larry a release... but of course he had to edge three times first!

I hope you enjoy it. I certainly did! ;-) It's especially yummy (and hot and wet) to go back and read all the tasks and teasing that he endured to get to this point!

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Mistress Magick,

Thank You for allowing me my birthday release. Here is my report:

As You instructed, i pulled on the smooth panties until they cradled my full balls and my hard cock peeped out the waistband. i knelt down, and closed my eyes, imagining You giving me the order to begin playing with myself. The excitement built rapidly, and as my breathing quickened i heard You tell me to stop. i let go of my cock, and looked down to wipe and consume the drop of pre-cum which had emerged.

As my breathing returned to normal, i began again, but reached the tipping point much quicker this time, and again let go. i heard You commend me on my restraint as i swallowed another drop of pre-cum.

i was determined to make the third time, so after a deep breath i started again. The cum sensation pulsed through my loins and i let go in the nick of time, almost convinced i had gone too far. As my attempts were getting quicker and quicker, i permitted myself a couple of firm slaps to my aching cock.

Now i had achieved the three required edges, i relaxed and let it go. After 3 weeks of pent-up frustration, my load was huge. It is fortunate that i live alone, as my cry of "Thank You, Mistress Magick!" at the point of orgasm was much louder than i intended!

In preparation for the size of my load, i had positioned a tray on the floor in front of me in case any spilt through my fingers. i'm happy to report that only a drop did (and was licked up), so i imagined You looking on with approval as i sucked my cum off my fingers.

[Mmmmm... lick it up, boy! ~ M]

Thank You, Mistress Magick, for my punishment and reward. i look forward to serving You again soon.

larry

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He's now well into his second punishment for borrowing those panties - you didn't think I was going to let him get off easily did you?

Speaking of which, he being teased and denied to the point that he is already ready to beg for release. ;-) Little does he know what I have in mind next! ;-)

First Pantied WP Punishment for "Borrowing" Panties - Part Two by larry

2011-08-09T23:24:00.000-07:00

As you know, larry is being punished for the infraction of "borrowing" his parters' panties for self-pleasuring purposes. I began by having him buy panties to wear while doing other punishments for me, and then gave him a Written Punishment to do while wearing them. His very yummy report continues below...
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Mistress Magick,

As i described, i devoted much of Sunday to Your punishment and had 400 lines done by late afternoon. So after work on Monday, i quickly got out of my work clothes, showered, and fumbled in the drawer for my panties.

As i pulled the smooth material over my thighs and snugly around my crotch, my cock hardened and emerged through the waistband. i glanced in the mirror and reminded myself i wore them for Your amusement, and sat down to write.

The last 100 lines took a little under two hours. During this time i was more acutely aware of the physical feel of the panties against my flesh. i normally wear boxer shorts, so the snug feel of the panties around my erect cock and full balls gave a constant reminder of my humiliating predicament. Even their sensuous touch against my ass cheeks was a different sensation, and again made me think of Your pleasure at my wearing of ladies' lingerie.

These thoughts came in waves. Although my cock was never less than semi-erect, every now and then thoughts of what i was doing and why overwhelmed me and i became hard as rock, each time with a generous dewdrop of precum to be wiped off with my thumb and sucked down with mental thanks to You for my punishment. Each time i longed to take my cock in hand and reach the implied nirvana, but kept myself frustrated, content enough in the knowledge that this was Your wish.

In comparison with my previous punishment, at first i preferred the cock bondage. i think this was because i tied off each bind to the chair, thus allowing myself to imagine that You had secured me there Yourself and were standing over me refusing to release me until a set number of lines had been completed. However, the sensual feel of the panties, my genitalia packed tightly into them, built over the course of the punishment, as did the frustration at lack of relief and the humiliation at wearing lacy lingerie. i now have Your instructions and permission for release, again wearing the panties, so i'm sure the cake of this punishment will have a very large cherry on top.

Thank You for taking the time to punish me, Mistress Magick. i look forward to serving You again whenever You demand it.

larry

First Written Punishment While Wearing Panties - Part One by larry

2011-08-07T23:06:00.000-07:00

As you might remember, larry "borrowed" his previous partners' panties for self-pleasuring purposes and came to me for punishment.

My first step was to have him buy a pair of panties of his own! This was both so he would have to go through the possible embarassment of buying panties in person, and so that he would have them available to wear for his future punishments.

Below is the beginning of his written punishment. He was, of course, to continue to remain chaste throughout his punishment, and to lick up any pre-cum that resulted from the teasing of being in panties while writing lines for me and remembering his naughtiness. ;-)

Additional reports to follow. ;-)

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My...my....larry. You have been a *very* naughty boy. And, for that, I think you need a very *severe* punishment.

Write 500x...

I must not borrow other people's clothing without asking for and receiving explicit permission first.

[I added the "first" because I know how a naughty boy's mind work... "But I'll ask her later"... yeah, right!]

- Write "borrow" in red ink and the rest in black ink.

- Underline "explicit".

- A vanilla line, yes? But, as you write, I want you to imagine going to those various girls and asking their permission to borrow their underthings... And then trying to explain why! ;-)

You have one week, but may ask for additional time if you need it.

M
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Mistress Magick,

After having no opportunity to address Your punishment on Friday or Saturday, i am happy to report i have set about it with alacrity today. With only 60 lines on the clock this morning, i have devoted my afternoon to it and expect to complete it tomorrow.

i have of course been wearing the panties throughout the punishment. As i said before, this is the largest punishment i have undertaken (yet), and at times my mind focuses away from the reason and merely on the writing. Of course, it would not be a punishment if it were easy...

At these times i thought, as You instructed, of the past partners whose panties i had 'borrowed'. i imagined asking them, as in the line, for permission to borrow them, and their reactions had i done so. Sharron, i think, would have been upset, but may have agreed if she could watch; Kate would have gone berserk, and refused point-blank; Jenny would have agreed, but insisted on watching, and Julie, little minx that she was, would probably have persuaded me to wear them more often, then 'outed' me in the pub.

[I think I would have liked Julie! ;-) And Jenny... though I would have done more than just watch! ~ M]

These thoughts brought my mind back to the task in hand, and the reasons behind it, although the main reason of course is to amuse You. This resulted in regular globules of pre-cum, which were harvested and swallowed as You ordered. As i think now of the humiliation of spending the day in lacy panties, writing lines and sucking my own bodily secretions for You, another healthy drop has just emerged... and been eaten.

[Mmmmmm! ~ M]

larry

Lacy Black Panty Shopping Report by sophie

2011-08-05T23:32:00.000-07:00

Panty Shopping

Mistress Magick sent me her panty shopping assignment, which required me to go to at least two stores in person or at least three stores online. However, I then had to purchase a pair sexy black lace trimmed panties in person from a lingerie shop or department store.

I have never purchased panties before and decided to look on the internet at the following stores websites:

All the sites had panties that seemed to match Mistress Magick's requirements.

While I was looking, I found myself getting excited looking at the ladies bottoms, hips and thighs in their pretty panties. It made it hard concentrating on what I was meant to be looking for!

I was also to read about sizing and the different styles of panties available. I decided that (boy)shorts might be a good choice of style as they seemed to me to be the closest to the men's boxers that I wear and so woulld most support my package. And the thongs looked too uncomfortable.

I found that the House of Fraser site did not have much information on the panties and the La Senza site often described the bra rather then the panties. I found the Debenhams and Marks and Spencer sites the most useful.

Purchasing

As I arrived at the shopping centre I became very nervous and praying that I would not be seen by anyone that knows me. I asked myself why I was doing this and told myself that it was because Mistress Magick was helping and training me to be feminine.

The first shop I visited in person was Marks and Spencer. I went up to the lingerie department and looked around at the other customers. There were a few ladies but no other men around. I began to walk around the displays, etc. I eventually found the panties and began looking for the ones that I had liked on the websites. They did not have the panties I had selected, so I began looking more closely at the available styles. As I picked a pair up off the rail, I looked up and could see a lady customer who seemed to be watching me. This made me very uncomfortable. I expected her to turn to the other ladies and say, "Look at him over there!" Perhaps it was my nervous shuffling around that made me stick out. I had another quick look but could not concentrate again - while looking on the website it was because I was excited by the images of the ladies, but in the store it was because the ladies were looking at me! I decided to leave and go to another shop.

The next shop I went to was Debenhams. The lingerie department was quite empty, with only a few customers, and they were some distance away. I found it easier to concentrate here, but still had one eye on who else was around me. The selection was not as good as on the website, and again, they did not have the pair that I liked on the web so I started looking for other black lace-trimmed ones. I found a pair so I looked through the display and found what I believed to be my size. I looked at the sizing information on the label. There was no going back now that I was looking at the sizes - if anyone had saw me they could clearly see that I was interested in the panties!

I decided that this pair would be suitable and had another look to see who was around. It was not that busy, but I still had to walk all the way across the store to pay. I felt embarrassed walking over to the till with a pair of lacy panties in my hand. There were two ladies serving and a lady customer, but I was next in the queue. It was a relief not having to wait for ages in a queue in full view of everyone. The lady called out "next please" so I went over to her and placed the panties on the desk. She then scanned them and read out the price, at which point she said there was a buy-three-for-the-price-of-two offer on. Did I want to get another two pairs? I declined as that would have meant going back and having to look for two more pairs. It was taking all my courage to get as far as I had got. The lady took my money and gave me my change and receipt, and placed the panties into a bag. I said "Thank you" and left the shop.

Before I left to come home, I decided to have a quick look at a third shop, House of Frazer. I made my way to the lingerie department and walked around looking, but the choice was very small and poor. I could not see anything that would match the requirements so I left the shop and went home.

In each shop I went into, I felt embarrassed looking at and picking up the panties. And then, looking at the sizing, there was no hiding what I was doing.

The Panties

The panties I purchased are these Black Cotton Shorts with Black Lace Trim around the top and legs from Debenhams.

Up on getting home, I went upstairs, praying that I had my measurements right and that they would fit. Otherwise, I would have to go back and buy another pair!

I put my panties on and they fit me - well they didn't fall down or rip as I put them on! Feeling relieved, I took them off and put them back in the bag as instructed.

I hope that you like and approve of them, Mistress Magick.
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I definitely like them... but I know someone who is going to be taking advantage of the Buy Two, Get One Free special next time! ;-) No gurl would turn that down! ~ M
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Debenhams photo:
http://www.debenhams.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/prod_10001_10001_158010822560_-1?breadcrumb=Home%7ELingerie%7EKnickers

So Very "Hawt" CBT WP Report from larry

2011-08-03T23:03:00.000-07:00

I am really enjoying larry, and you can easily see why! As I've mentioned, he's a bit more masochistic than I tend to be sadistic, but knowing that, I really enjoyed letting that ultra naughty part of myself come out to play! *evil, evil grin*

The reports from his first assignment are below. Since he wrote me a couple reports a day, I asked him to go back and complile them into one report, and allowed him to interweave my instructions and key comments.

I really love knowing when a boy starts and finishes certain parts of my assignments, and reading these got me hot & horny every single time! Then I was often taking my desires out on a certain other boy - and knowing that got larry even harder & more frustrated. Talk about a perfect cycle of tease, denial & cuckolding!
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Mistress Magick,

Here are my daily reports from the first punishment i completed for You.

As i compose these reports, i have secured myself to the chair with the below-mentioned Solomon Bar CBT (Van Darkholme style) Tie. i imagine that You have secured me here Yourself, humble and chaste to compile reports for Your blog, before You and your best boy enjoy Yourselves in the next room... out of sight, but not out of mind, as my unsatisfied cock strains against its bonds... i may not leave the chair before my work is done, and even then i may not touch. i hope this task is what You are looking for, and look forward to Your further instructions/punishment.

larry
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larry

First, you are to remain chaste.. with NO indulgent/excessive touching, and certainly no release...until I have at least received and accepted your punishment.

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Mistress Magick

This is my sixth day of chastity. As Your instruction came unexpectedly, i did not allow myself a release prior to accepting Your order. As i find punishment arousing, as indeed i do receiving Your e-mails, the frustration is becoming exquisite. You may rest assured there will be no procrastination in completing Your assignment(s).

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larry,

Considering the fact that, I had asked/ordered you to refrain from [self-pleasuring] while completing both our punishments, I must admit that I was surprised that you waited until the last hour to complete your punishment for Miss G. (And, yes, then I "heard" you ask for more!)

That being said, I would NOT have been happy if you had rushed your work, or had not made some sort of apology for almost being late, as I would have found that indicative of what I might expect from you as well. That is, however, one of my reasons for deciding to give you this first WP from me on the list... plus, of course, the desire to contribute to the list in general.

I accept your apologies. However that will not keep me from giving you a severe punishment.. and remember, this is only for the original offense.

You will write 500x:

Leering at my teacher's assets always results in a very firm punishment.

Underline "assets" and "firm" in each repetition, as noted.

I'm sure you can hear "ass-ets" as I give you the line, and you hear it again as you write and underline each repetition.

Please note that since this is over 10 words and includes the underlining addition, I consider it a red.

You will have one week for this task, however, I would encourage you to apply yourself this weekend in order to get it to me in a timely manner.. and you certainly have incentive to do so. ;-)

First, you are to remain chaste.. with NO indulgent/excessive touching, and certainly no release...until I have at least received and accepted your punishment.

However, I do like the idea of having you do some very light cock & ball bondage to remind you of your naughtiness while you do your lines. My first choice would be to simply have you wear a cock ring or rings while you write, or to do some rope/twine bondage to hold you in a similar fashion, so that you are more aware of exactly how *firm* you get when you think about certain things, and of my *firm* control over you, and your inability to indulge yourself. ;-) Do you have what you need for this? Do remember to be careful that you have sufficient circulation so that you can leave it on for a while. You have permission to experiment with this as long as you only touch as much as is necessary to apply and remove the ring(s)/bondage, and I will want you to report in regarding how it is working.
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Mistress Magick,

Of course i will comply with all of Your instructions. Having no rings, the method i have chosen is this Marling Hitch CBT Tie with the ends tied to the legs of my chair. No moving till 200 are done!
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Perfect! I like that type of CBT and have done similiar styles myself. ;-)

Hmmm... if you need to get a bit harder for the tie....you are allowed to *slap* your cock, as I might with my hand as I tease you about how naughty you have been in looking a women's asses, but no stroking or soft caresses. ;-)
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Mistress Magick,

i'm glad You approve. Upon reading Your e-mail, i slapped my cock as i read Your words. It throbbed into life, having previously been in a state of semi-arousal owing to the repetition of the "assets...firm...assets" mantra You set me. i had to release it from the chair and wind an extra loop onto it...

i was pleased to hear You enjoy punishing me. i am once again secured to the chair, my erect penis tied beneath me. With 84 lines on the clock, i have much discomfort to suffer for You!
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Later...

i thoroughly enjoyed my punishment session today. If ever it became too uncomfortable i imagined You had bound me Yourself, and heard You tell me there was no release until 200 lines were completed. i left Your *slap* e-mail open, and occasionally re-read it administering Your slap. The constant "assets...firm...assets" mantra ran through my head and conjured the very 20-year-old images for which i am being punished.

All in all, a blissful day spent in Your service. i look forward to many more

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I'm looking forward to hearing about your next session. I'd like you to do the same as today... but perhaps vary the tie in some way. I kept getting the image of slapping your cock...and it turns me on to have you do that for me, as I would do it to you... you should think of me teasing you about being a "naughty boy", as I do it.

Hmmm... I wonder if you could cum from just the slapping & teasing... perhaps, when you are done writing, we can find out! ;-)
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i'm glad You found my session yesterday enjoyable. Although my purpose is to please and amuse You, it gave me an extra thrill knowing it aroused You. Please upbraid me if i pry, but i hope You didn't remain frustrated as i did...?

A longer day at work means a later start for me today. No excuse for slacking in Your service though! Today, from the same site, i'm using Solomon Bar CBT (Van Darkholme style) Tie, again with the ends secured to the chair legs. Another 200 lines (and a lengthy period of cock bondage) coming up!
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Later...

i have just finished today's 200-line session and released my cock from its bondage. This afternoon was similar to yesterday, but with fewer slaps. The thought of Your pleasure as i was denied kept me in a state of arousal. i left Your e-mail open and kept re-reading it, imagining that You were getting satisfaction right then as i wrote, frustrated and bound to the chair by my cock. It throbbed uncomfortably against the ties, but i knew it was for Your pleasure and persevered.

Still the mantra keeps beating - "assets...firm...assets" - and occasional images of my erstwhile teacher flash through my head. Sometimes i drift back and i am sat there in history class, leering as i did, then the last word of the line always brings me back: "punishment".

It truly is punishment to go this long, in almost constant arousal, without release. However, the fact that it is for Your amusement makes it worthwhile.

BTW, i didn't mention, but i'm sure You guessed from the cock bondage, i am writing all of these lines naked.

i look forward to finishing the task soon- hopefully tomorrow- and presenting You with my work.
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Hmmm...for your last section of lines, I want you to use the last cock-covering style (Hojojutsu Cock Bondage Tie) since you haven't used it for me yet. ;-)
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i am about to sit down and embark on my last 100 lines for You, plus the underlinings. i will attempt the tie You instructed. i tried it the other day and couldn't get it quite right, but i am determined to succeed as You specifically demanded it.
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Succeeded with the bondage. All tied up and ready to go!
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A shorter session today in completing my lines was no less punishing.Although the writing itself was little more than an hour, i remained in bondage until all the pages were scanned and forwarded. Once more i strained against the rope as i thought of my predicament, chaste and frustrated, any pleasure purely on Your say-so. As the days pass, drops of pre-cum appear more regularly, and are scooped up and swallowed as per Your desire. Thank You for allowing me to suffer for You, and i look forward to Your further instructions.

larry

WP Punishment for Refusing to Fetch a Lady's Purse by lineboy

2011-07-31T03:56:00.000-07:00

lineboy's female manager had asked him to quickly fetch her purse for her, but he declined because he not want to be seen carrying it!

He asked for a written punishment for his selfishness, and received one from another Domme. However, it was very obvious to me that what he really needed to be fully and properly punished was to be required to sit with a ladies's purse on the table as a reminder while he wrote his lines, perferably alone in a public place where he might be seen with it, as he was too embarassed at the idea of being seen with his manager's to do her this simple favour/service.

Knowing that doing lines in public could be risky, I allowed him to only do a portion of his punishment that way. I also specifically instructed him to get a large, flat, clutch-style bag without straps so that he could easily lay it on the table beside him, where it would be quite noticable, but without being completely obvious from across the room.

In requiring that he always have the clutch on the table while writing, regardless of where he was, I also made sure that he was constantly reminded of the needless selfishness of his infraction, the nervous embarassment of going handbag shopping, and of the potential humiliation inherent in the lines that he did have to do in a public.
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Mistress Magick thought that my punishment for refusing to carry a ladies handbag should be to purchase and then sit in a public place with a large clutch handbag of my own placed at my side on the table whilst writing at least 50 - 100 of my lines, the rest of which I could write at home but still with the clutch on my desk.

The first part of my punishment was to purchase a suitable clutch. A clutch handbag is a flat strapless bag that has to be carried under your arm or in your hand.

The clutch handbag

Upon receiving my instructions, I then had to think of where I would be able to purchase my clutch. This made me very nervous and scared, but excited at the same time.

As I walked around the shops checking to see if there was anyone I knew first, I nervously made my way to the ladies bag section. In the first shop, there was not any clutch bags. This filled me with dread as I would now have to go into another shop and repeat the process.

In the second shop, I hurried over to the ladies bags and had a look. The shop did have a clutch bag but it was only small, and Mistress Magick had specified a large bag. Again, I was disappointed and would have to try a third shop, all the time increasing my nervousness as the longer it took, the more people would see me!

I then decided to try the charity shops. I walked around the shop building up my courage, trying not to be seen taking too much interest in handbags. At first, I did not see any clutch bags, but, as I was leaving, I noticed on a display shelf a black and white bag that was flat and did not have a strap and it was large! I hurried over to it and picked it up, hoping nobody had seen me holding the clutch. I checked the price and quickly went to the till to pay. The lady served me and put the clutch into a carrier bag. She did not say anything other than the price/please/thank you and bye. I was getting a nervous feeling and wondering what the lady and the other customers were thinking about a man buying a ladies clutch handbag and what they would be saying once I'd left the shop.

The bag looks a bit old fashioned and probably not the colours or decoration a modern bag would be. It has a soft black and white pattern covering and a metallic bar across the top, which makes a bit of a clank when you lay it down (and I had to do this in a public place). It opens and closes with a satisfying click, which I like for some reason.

Whilst shopping, I mainly felt nervous. Hurrying around, trying not to be noticeable, there was also a slight feeling of embarrassment having to look at ladies handbags and knowing that I would be the one using it.

Using the clutch handbag

The second part of my punishment was to have the clutch in my view while I wrote my lines. A minimum of 50 of my lines were to be written in a public place alone with my clutch beside me on the table. This would be the first time I have ever used a ladies handbag. I spent the night trying to think of somewhere I was unlikely to meet anyone I knew and that would not be too busy.

I found a cafe that looked suitable and went inside feeling nervous. A waitress approached me and directed me towards a small table. I very slowly took my clutch bag out and placed it on my table. The waitress came back over to me and took my order and a few moments later served my drink.

Whilst I sat there, I looked around to see if anyone was looking at me. There was a party of two men and two ladies sat near by, and I heard one of the ladies mention "handbag". This got my attention. Were they just taking about buying themselves a new bag or about me! I felt embarrassed and uncomfortable. (Un)fortunately, the table was too small to write lines on, so I had to find somewhere else.

After a while, I found another cafe and bought my drink and sat down. The tables were bigger so I could write and have my clutch bag in the correct place. The other customers were mostly ladies. I was nervous, but at the same time I was excited as this would mean that if I was to be humiliated at least it would be ladies who would have the opportunity of seeing it. This would be very appropriate as I was being punished for disobeying ladies. I could see the bag lying flat on its side, just like a lady would place it. I found myself constantly looking up to see what the other customers were doing, trying to hear if they were talking about me, were they looking at me! I noticed the staff cleaning the tables near by and began to wonder if one had noticed me and told the others, and they had all come to look at the man with a clutch handbag!

Mistress Magick had specified that even at home the bag should on the desk and in my view. As I was writing in private now, I didn't have to worry about people seeing me, but I was of course reminded of why I was writing my lines and that I now owned a clutch.

This also meant that I spent longer looking at (about 6-7 hours) and being seen with a ladies' handbag (about 1.5 hours) then if I had just carried the bag for the few minutes required by my manager!

I got the buzz of being made to do something that ladies do: for the first time I had to shop for a specific ladies' item. I had to pay more attention to what I was looking at and take longer, just like a lady would do, thinking "No, that clutch is too small. I need something bigger." I also experienced what it is like to take a handbag out in public, having it in your view, putting it down when you sit at your table and picking it up when you leave - buying and owning a handbag!

One thing I noticed was that whilst I was nervously walking around the ladies section of the shops, scared and ashamed: there were ladies on their own just calmly and casually browsing the men's sections, taking items off the rails and inspecting them without any of the worries or embarrassment I was having.

Writing the lines

I have been writing lines for about a year now but I have never written any in a public place, so having to write them in the cafe was a bit scary for me. I found it difficult to write my lines as I was conscious of the other people around me, nervous every time I heard someone walk past. But providing nobody came too close, I probably just looked like I was writing.

Writing at home was easier of course, but the line I was writing was a good line and made me feel submissive and weak towards ladies. Plus, having to have the clutch in view made it even more effective.

Panty Shopping Report by larry

2011-07-29T23:45:00.000-07:00

A new WP (written punishments) punishee of mine, larry, recently admitted to me that he has occasionally "borrowed" panties from his female partners. However, unlike many of my boys, he wasn't taking them to wear, but rather he was using them purely for self-pleasuring purposes!

Obviously such a naughty boy needed a firm punishment! Since he did not actually own any panties, I began by sending him shopping to buy some to wear them while writing for me later.

Following my standard Panty Shopping Assignment, which is geared to my personal preferences and tastes, he was to get a pair of lacy, black panties in whatever style he felt would fit him the best: look good on him, hold his package, etc.

His report is below. ;-)
[And his WP reports are coming soon!]

And, be warned: When it comes to CBT, he is a bit of a masochist!
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Mistress Magick,

Success! i have arrived home and tried on my new panties. Please find the sales receipt attached.

i checked out a few lingerie websites before setting off as instructed, and decided i was a UK size 12. i couldn't decide which style to go for from the pictures, so i determined to make my mind up when i could see the range in the flesh (as opposed to on it!).

It's a half-hour drive to the only large town nearby, and i drove nervously wondering what would happen. Like i said, it's a small place. What if someone recognised me? What if i even knew the sales girl? i even switched the car radio off as nerves engulfed me.

i parked, and walked along the main shopping street. On the first pass, i just did a recce and ducked into a music shop; then summoning up the will, i strolled right in.

The lingerie department was almost right by the door. Anyone with a mind to could peer right in off the street and see me shuffling through the racks of panties. Two bored sales assistants stood chatting at the other end of the shop. i decided to try elsewhere.

i was disappointed with myself for losing my nerve, but brightened when i remembered You had instructed me to visit at least two shops. i strolled into Marks & Spencer and looked around for the lingerie department.

It must have been the only section of the store with no sign, as i was still looking around when i blundered right into it. There seemed to be women everywhere, and i quickly noticed i was the only man in the vicinity. i casually shuffled through the items on display, nervously glancing about me for disapproving looks. No-one seemed to take any notice of me. i selected a black, lacy pair, and walked purposefully toward the checkout.

The queue was not long, but seemed to take forever as i stood in full view clutching my panties. There were three tills, two operated by 20-something women and the far one by a 40-something man. i hoped it would be the man, and as i reached the front of the queue he was just handing over a customer's receipt. My heart leapt, and i was on tenterhooks as the customer paused to ask him a question, then i was brought back by a female voice: "Next please?"

i approached the counter and nervously pushed my panties onto the desk. She looked quizzically at me as she scanned the barcode. i don't know if my cheeks flushed or not, but i suddenly felt very hot under the collar. "How will you be paying?" she asked. "Cash," i croaked, my throat dry as a desert. She performed the transaction and handed me my bag with a "Thank-you". "Thanks," i squeaked, and scuttled away.

My mind was whirling, and i almost walked out the emergency exit. Imagine the alarms going off and me standing there with my new sexy panties! i found my way out and walked back down the street. Although i was carrying a generic Marks & Spencer bag, it felt strangely see-through, as if everyone on the street knew what i was carrying.

On the drive back home, i felt more and more accomplished, and hardened at the thought of wearing my new panties for You. My mind raced with the possibilities in store for me, and i was still very aroused when i opened my front door. A quick turn of the key behind me and i ran upstairs to the bedroom. In a flash (NPI) i was naked, and i slowly pulled my new panties up my legs. They fit like a glove, and i stood before the full-length mirror admiring them. My erect cock poked out of the waistband, and i turned round to see the panties left almost half of my asscheeks exposed. i desperately wanted to caress myself through the lacy material, but minded Your wishes and took them off, folded them neatly and placed them in the drawer. Imagining You admonishing me for my naughty thoughts, i placed my hard cock on the table and gave it a sharp slap with my ruler.

So here i am, Mistress Magick, mission accomplished and awaiting Your orders. i look forward to paying for my other misdemeanours, however You see fit. i hope my experience so far provides You with some amusement.

larry
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Oh, it does! Not only to I love the the thought of how the panties effect you as you wear them... sooo soft, sensual and teasing... when you are not allowed to touch... (Oh, did I forget to mention that you had already been in chastity for over a week and a ha;f when I sent you shopping?;-) ) but I also love your nervousness and fear of being "caught". So naughty. So humiliating. So much fun!

Private Time, Airport Edging & Mile-High Release Report by My darling boy, mKo

2011-07-21T20:48:00.000-07:00

Yes, I've been busy. I have at least four excellent reports that I need to edit and queue up for your enjoyment. After some consideration, I decided to start with the one that touches me the most: a much-belated release report from my darling, yummy, Twitter-boy, @mykinkyother.

Private time is always difficult to find with mKo, so I took full advantage of the rare opportunity afforded by his recent business trip: To tease and torment him in new places. To enjoy his serving and pleasuring me as I desired. And... finally... to reward him with a very unusual and intense release. ;-)

Mmmm... editing this is making me warm in all the right places - all over again!

Enjoy!
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Mistress,

My last release for you was amongst the most humiliating, embarrassing and intense ever. Thank you so much!

I was away on business. I had let you know some time ago that I would be free overnight and it would be my pleasure to serve you via IM that night. The moment had been building for a long time, and I was terribly excited to be able to converse freely with you.

I was in the security queue for the plane, merrily tweeting to you when you posed the idea of getting me hard just as I was frisked. My face burned at the idea, and you certainly leaned on the moment, making Your cock throb and swell as I stood there. As I surrendered my bags and went through the scanners, I had forgotten all about my iPhone, right there in my top pocket from where we’d been chatting. I was hard, in public, trying desperately to conceal my embarrassment and the scanner went off!

I was patted down by the campest male attendant in the world, who delighted in rubbing his hand over my swollen briefs at least twice! I’ve never felt emotions like it, Mistress!

It was #ChastityStatus Day 7 [the last time he came was Day 0], which, by my standards, still feels like an age, and the knowledge of our impending time together was magnifying my frustration. Would I be allowed to cum? Would you tease me? Would you make me serve you over and over and ignore me? All these things rolled through my mind over and over and over. I was in Frustration Room 101!

I was based on Twitter most of the evening and managed to catch you briefly before I went to my dinner with colleagues. You delighted at the chance to wind me up some more and even gave me orders to edge during the dinner.

It was a formal sit down dinner, and I spent most of the starter with a napkin on my lap. There was a number of us, two of which were women. This was virtually the first time I’d been exposed to a woman in close proximity when being made to edge, and it seemed to enhance matters.

Between courses I slipped off to the restroom. I was raging hard by the time I got there. Thankfully, I was alone in there, and I reached the edge very quickly. Again, I dutifully licked away the pre-cum and waited patiently for my excitement to “dissipate”.

It took a long time and my absence was noted playfully by one of my female colleagues. They must have noted how flushed I was when I returned. A simple glance at my trousers would have seen an obvious swelling. I could taste and smell my own pre-cum; could the others? All this in mind the whole time only further enhanced my excitement and distraction. The closeness of my female colleagues and the idea that maybe they knew was driving me mad!

I eventually managed to retire to my room, having done the business I was there for, and stripped naked to wait for you.

We had an amazing time online. I served you as best I could. and it was a delight to hold you at the end in tender closeness, feeling the glow of your satisfaction and the throbbing hardness of my cock, bereft of all but the slightest of attention. As I twitched hard all the way through out time together, I refrained from touching myself at all. I’d never been so hard for so long, particularly whilst pleasuring someone else. It was a wonderful feeling. I was desperate to cum, but I was satiated by the knowledge I had pleased you. And my throbbing was testament to the fact I would love to keep on making you cum and serving you in any way you wished for as long as I was denied.

This was a new feeling for me, and I felt my subservience move on a new level this evening. A paradigm shift if you will. I hated being denied and not being allowed to cum, but all the other emotions and feelings totally overwhelmed those feelings.

[ It brought me a lot closer to you too, and I'm so glad that I was able to arrange things to spend the night with you. ~ M ]

However, I was eventually gifted a reward! If I was able to edge in the restroom at the airport then I was allowed a release. On the plane home! YIKES! It was a small short haul plane, cramped and close quarters. This frightened me massively but also turned me on more than I was willing to admit. The humiliation and embarrassment potential were massive.

I slept naked for you when we eventually signed off. My sleep was punctuated by my throbbing cock and dreams of You, Mistress.

My plans for the airport edge were formulated as I awoke. I booked in to the lounge area to ensure it was
quiet and there was no chance of my being heard or discovered. I outsmarted myself in the end.
As I went to the restroom I was in awe of its plush nature. It had four or five people in there, and it was VERY quiet! Disaster!

I took myself to a stall and unzipped Your hard, denied, throbbing cock, Mistress. As I jerked myself softly and quietly, I felt my edge build very quickly. I let go as I hit the point of no return, and I twitched desperately for the final contact required to go one stage further, the contact that had been taken away by You, Mistress.

I felt a surge, and I groped quickly to catch the huge amount of pre-cum that burst from me. It shocked and surprised me as I’d only been that excited once before. My surprise burst from my mouth as a muffled gasp. I instantly became aware it was a quiet room, and I’d lost control! I started licking the pre-cum from hand as someone, a concerned passenger no doubt, knocked on the door of the stall to ask if I was ok!!!

I could have died right there Mistress! I stammered an explanation about reading jokes and phone, and waited for him to depart! Oh the shame! The remainder of my tenure in the lounge was filled with the echoing sound of my gasp and thoughts of what was to come on board the plane.

I boarded late. Another mistake. I was left with a seat to the rear of the plane. On one side of me, a travelling female student in her early 20’s. The other, a 30-something business woman in a short-skirted business suit. The row in front and to our right was a Hen party! Oh. My. God.

How could I do this surrounded by women? The enormity weighed heavily on me during takeoff, and Your cock struggled to stay contained the entire time Mistress. It took some time of studying the in-flight magazine to calm down enough to even leave my chair! But I’m certain the suited lady clocked my arousal at least once. *still blushing*

I made my way to the toilet. It was small, cramped and there were bound to be people waiting whilst I was in there. This was all making me hornier and hornier.

I came in no time at all. I uttered the words that were right “Thank You, Mistress Magick” out loud without fear (I was too horny to care!) as wave after wave of cum pulsed from Your cock into my waiting hand.
There was a lot and some spilled into the hand basin. After I’d finished gingerly licking my hand and fingers clean, I wiped it all clear and left the restroom.

The suit was waiting right outside!!! I blushed to the roots of my hair, smiled, bowed my head and walked away trying desperately to avoid eye contact.

As I sat back in my seat the student also looked up and smiled! I was in purgatory! Humiliation Station Number 1!

I sat down, trying to ignore the smell of cum that was in my nostrils, and she looked over at me again.
The suit soon returned, smiled at me again and sat down. I was throbbing and rising in my trousers again just seconds after my release. Had either of them noticed the smell? Could they see the tell-tale glazing in my eyes? Had I even managed to clean the basin enough before the suit went in after me?

Thankfully neither of them really wanted to chat, and eventually we landed. I left the plane as horny and frustrated as I had gotten on to it! It was an amazingly humiliating experience, one that was right up there with the restaurant restroom that time.

I hate to admit that the embarrassment and humiliation factors turn me on Mistress for fear of what they may mean for future releases! But I cannot and should not lie to you. Equally, I’m sure I’m not telling you something you don’t already know!

Thank you once again for the entire sequence of events, Mistress. I am growing more and more fond of being owned by You.

[ Good! Because I am growing more and more warm... in my heart *and* further down... as I continue to enjoy you. :-) *deep kisses* ~ Your Mistress ]

Submissively Yours,

mKo

VERY Naughty 4th of July Ribbon Report by Molly (sixsoda)

2011-07-09T11:38:00.000-07:00

Okay... I did say that during the assignment, you are allowed to touch, but not to cum... but it sounds like Molly was a *very* naughty girl! It was good that she kept the ribbons on until she was done traveling, but apparently she couldn't keep her hands off herself! I think she was just enjoying prolonging all the tease & denial... which is usually MY job! ;-)

The official "makeup day" for the assignment is Bastille Day (July 14), and I will consider other dates within the next week or so. To take part, email and ask for my July assignment:
ForMistressMagick *at* yahoo *dot* com

I'm sure that next boy to report will have a bit more self-control! ;-)
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I thought you'd appreciate a photo so I kept my ribbons tied until I got back, and I've attached a photo for you.

I plaited the ribbons around my shaft. It took a long time, but I managed to get it round while I was soft. The ribbons made an effective chastity device because if I tried to masturbate too much I'd have to stop because of the pressure. The ribbons made my cock harder all day, creating a bulge in my pants. I could always feel it and it reminded me of you.

The ribbons didn't slip off a bit during the day, but it was quite easy to rearrange them when I went to the loo. I had to use the stalls in case someone spied me at a urinal.

Normally at night I like to play with myself but I couldn't play too much before it got too hard for my ribbons so I'd have to stop for a bit then start again. I spent the evenings trying to even get to edge or orgasm but it wasn't even possible to get a lot of pleasure. I couldn't stop though I just had to keep trying. The thought of my cock being controlled in this way made me feel very horny.

Getting the ribbons off was a big relief though and I have to say I've been playing all the time while writing this report. I'm sure tonight's cum will be huge!

Thank you for setting this assignment, and I hope you enjoyed my report and pics. I hope I can be of service to you in the future.

Molly - sixsoda

"Hard Core" Mirror Trick Edging & Release Report by mKo

2011-07-05T20:57:00.000-07:00

jezi and mKo are doing two different types of edging and release assignments involving mirrors so don't let all the mirrors confuse you. mKo provided the inspiration for me to order jezi and others to edge and release while watching themselves in a mirror, but what mKo is doing is far more intense, inspired by his interest in The Mirror Trick and I haven't tried it with anyone else... yet!

In his previous Mirror Trick reports, Yummy Mirror Trick & Release Report and The Next Mirror Session... , mKo was ordered to try to achieve a certain number of successful drops (a drop (or more) of pre-cum on the mirror within a 5-minute segmet of edging). However, I realized that in the original story (fantasy?), the sub achieved a drop each and every time. As mKo had been chaste longer and longer, I knew that the pre-cum would come (NPI) easier and easier, so I decided to test whether he could produce a drop in every 5-minute segment.

Under my new rules, if he did not achieve a drop during a 5-minute edging segment *or* if he had to stop due to getting too close to the edge, he would have to stop the entire attempt and try again another day. And, of course, the time he had to wait, his frustration growing, between attempts was further extended by the need for extended privacy in a place where he could set up, nude, with the mirror.

After he didn't make it to 5 drops, I must admit that I was worried that this was going to push him too far, but with a bit of time off, more patience... and more built up pre-cum!... he was able to make my requirement during his next attempt. I reduced it to four because I wanted the target to be attainable, but I also asked him to push himself to see if he could get to at least 6 drops, which was my original target number. I also really wanted him to cum... hard and intense... for Me, knowing that all My teasing and denial... all his frustration and chastity...had not only brought Me tremendous pleasure, but had also created the amazing intensity of his own finally-allowed release. ;-)
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Mistress,

I had gone 22 days without a permitted release for you. This was a period of time that included two full mirror sessions for you without any release at all. I had never gone that long nor endured that kind of teasing before. I was in a new realm of frustration and denial. A large part of me was loving you for putting me through me this; another part of me was desperate for a release, the chance to gasp your name as I came hard.

My challenge was simple. Kneel naked over a mirror and achieve 4 drops of pre-cum onto said mirror - one each in 4 consecutive, 5 minute sessions - to earn my release (with the mandatory 1 minute pause in between of course!). I also had to lick that pre-cum off of the mirror, every time. If I didn't achieve 4 droplets without having to stop (due to being too excited), or I couldn't produce a droplet of pre-cum onto the mirror during a 5-minute session, I'd fail and have to stop trying.

The real trial was that I was under orders to keep going as far as possible even after I reached my required four drops: to push onward, to see how many five minutes sessions I could endure, how much pre-cum I could make for You. In my mind, I wondered if this was a "bench marking" type session. To set the bar of days in denial and the number of times I would have to lick my pre-cum from the mirror.

[Oh, you can be sure that I'm taking notes. ;-) ~ M]

During my 22 days denial you had teased me a lot, especially focussing on my dislike of licking up my own cum. It's bad enough to eat out of my hand - I find being naked, exposed and vulnerable whilst kneeling on the floor and licking a mirror clean such a deliciously uncomfortable experience!

No coincidence then that you spent a little part of each time we talked reminding me of what I had do for you and how much you would enjoy it. The predicament was a real "Sophie's Choice" type thing. If I came, there would be a lot of it, and I'd have to lick it all off of the mirror. If I didn't then I wouldn't be pleasing you. And I knew that I wanted to please you; wanted it badly enough to be hungrily licking my cum off that mirror 5 times a day if required!

I had tried the previous week with a release target of 5 droplets. I'd failed due to over excitement. I still had my doubts if I could achieve this task and earn the right to cum for you. I did however have a strategy. Light and slow touches and lots and lots of lotion! Hopefully this would be enough to see me through.

So there I was. Naked, kneeling in the middle of a large room over a mirror for Your pleasure, Mistress. I was shivering slightly as I knelt there. So open, so vulnerable.

I can say without doubt that the first 5 minutes were torture and the amount of pre-cum I produced was incredible. More than anything I'd seen before. I whimpered as I licked it from the mirror. There was so much of it that it took almost the full minute respite to clean the mirror! Boy was I squirming!

I completed droplets 2 and 3 with the long, soft strokes you'd suggested Mistress. Your cock was throbbing, so hard, yearning to go that one little stroke further, to push that little bit more. Pre-cum oozing from me like water. Each time I looked at the mirror at the end of my 5 minutes I whimpered a little.

The minute gaps in between the 5 minute sessions never, ever feel long enough Mistress. Barely enough time to settle my pulse, control my breathing and reset the excitement levels. Believe me, if anyone else does this for you they'll know how demanding this is!

Panting, moaning...you just cannot help it. Especially not when I have image of you being there with me, watching me, touching yourself and enjoying my suffering for Your pleasure, Mistress.

At the end of the 20-minute mark, as I was gingerly licking my pre-cum from the mirror for the 4th time, I silently knew I had earned my release. But I also knew I had to continue, to go on. Lesser mortals may have given up at this stage and taken their release. But I pressed on, continued to push and tease myself to the point of almost howling in frustration so keen was I to impress you!

After 25 minutes I was genuinely unable to focus on anything. Your cock was on fire Mistress, every sense and nerve in my body tingling with being so close to orgasm for so long a period of time. I knew that 30 minutes would likely be my last session. The passion, the frustration, the denial was all too much for me.

As I neared the end of the 6th session, I pushed too hard. I felt that familiar shudder as I passed over the top of my edge and into the free fall of delicious orgasm. I knew I was allowed to cum know so stroked Your cock harder, longer faster, gasping out the mantra that now seems so right, so natural. I thanked you for allowing my release.

I came so hard. There was so much cum. I had never seen that much before! I swear that I nearly passed out it was that intense a release Mistress.

My moans and groans echoed long and loud as I knelt afterward lapping at the mirror. Feelings of shame and embarrassment rushing through me. Yet, I was thankful for you compelling me to do this for You, Mistress.

Your cock, Mistress. Your boy, Mistress. Your pleasure, Mistress.

mKo

Second Mirrored Sissy Release Report by my jezi-darling

2011-07-03T00:04:00.000-07:00

I ordered jezi to have another mirrored release, concentrating more on watching herself in the mirror this time. ;-)

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Dear Mistress

Please find below the report of my release taken last week in honour of and in service for You.

Circumstances conspired against me on my allotted day for release but my wonderful Mistress Magick allowed me, in fact commanded me to have my release the following day in Her honour and to get back on track.

i knew that it would be good to match my sissy scrunchy to my panties and since black was still my main colour for each day from my poor performance some months ago, i realised i had the perfect set:

i chose my black satin panties with long dangly bows at each hip to match the black satin and chiffon rose beaded sissy scrunchy that Mistress had recently sent to decorate Her package (She had been kind enough to send me 8 different colours and they adorn Her pole/package each day as a reminder that i am Hers, Her sissy, jezi-girl.)

Kneeling before a mirror, ringed and panties down by my knees, i edged Her sissy pole until i produced some delightful sissy lippy. i smeared it over my lips and licked my finger clean before commencing my decreed release.

Watching myself in the mirror was thrilling and exciting as i got closer and closer, teasing and stroking Her pole till it burst forth, filling my waiting hand with hot sissy cream, my whole body tingling with delight as i repeated out mantra:

Your cock, Mistress.

Your girl, Mistress.

Your pleasure, Mistress.

(pausing between each word and phrase as Her cock filled my hand with cummie)

Thank You, Mistress, for allowing Your girl to have a release.

With love as ever, Your sissy jezi-girl
xxx

Sissy Cock Ring Scrunchies: Wearing Report by my jezi-darling

2011-06-23T21:33:00.000-07:00

These scrunchies were actually made-to-order samples from an import company in China! With so many boys & gurls having problems finding flowered scrunchies for my Beltane assignment, I decided to look into options for obtaining some to sell next year. I ordered jezi one in every color that I liked (I skipped the brown and added another purple combination to test it), and I also have a limited number of dark purple ones to sell to other boys or gurls who would like to decorate their May Pole in my signature purple!

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My loving Mistress had discovered a source for the most perfect scrunchies to adorn her package, and had, with some assistance from Her jezi-girl (me!), obtained a selection for Her to ring Her pole with!

When i heard the news that they had arrived from the Far East, i was naturally excited. Mistress told me She would forward a selection for my personal use via express overseas mail. i waited patiently for the package to arrive and then....a box....yes, from Mistress! Excitement coursed through me, and not just a little tingling too! Both Mistress and i know how much i enjoy Her scrunchie and ribbon assignments, and adorning Her pole with such things. *blush*

On opening the box, what an Aladdin's cave of treasure: not one, but 8! Yes, 8 different coloured scrunchies! What's more, each one was a two-tone combination of satin and chiffon, and had at least three fabric rose buds decorated with beads! How perfectly wonderful! And how perfect for this girl!

i advised Mistress of the joy from receiving Her gift and instantly adorned Her package with the purple scrunchie as directed. It was an amazingly good fit and was worn all day after I tweeted about the package arrival. Purple is Mistress' colour for us and seemed appropriate for the first day. Other colours include grey, lavender, cream, mushroom (better than beige!), black, deep pink, and a baby pink and mushroom combination, one for each day of the week with a spare for laundry day!

The first day was a joy. The scrunchie remained in place all day with only one slight slippage. i truly believe they are the perfect sissy ring for this jezi-girl, and they also add a touch of real girlishness when over a metal-ringed package for Mistress. i have discovered that also, for a limited time, the scrunchie can be worn as a twisted loop, figure eight, with one loop about the base of the pole while the other surrounds and presents the balls forward, a very attractive look! *giggle*

i hope Mistress enjoys reading this and finds it suitable for blogging, perhaps with some additional pics from Her collection

with love and kisses from Your adoring and chaste sissy jezi-girl

xxxxx

Mirrored Sissy Release Report by my jezi-darling

2011-06-14T20:32:00.000-07:00

As with the boys, I wanted to see how jezi would do watching herself kneeling in front of the mirror for me as she had a release. However, being that she's a sissy, I decided to let her wear lingerie rather than being completely nude. And, of course, my cock ring collar was required. ;-)
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Dear Mistress,

It was with a feeling of love and delight that i readied myself for a special 'mirrored' release for You.

i had taken part in the recent #MMDay edging games. You had deemed me worthy of a 'victory' and was allowing me a release for Your pleasure. i was so pleased to have been granted such an honour and to have it made public by You tweeting my win and prize.

The rules for my release were simple: to kneel, while wearing Your lavender/purple metal cock-ring and wearing panties selected to please You. i was lucky enough to also be allowed to don a satin top too. Thank you for allowing me to wear it as a special gift/reward. The twist to this release was to do it all in front of a mirror so i could see my reflection as i honoured You.

i selected a pair of panties that i knew You would like and had not seen for some time: black satin with dangly bows at each hip. i 'secured', if that's a good word, Your package in the metal ring, found a bright pink satin camisole, quite short, to slip over my naked torso and then knelt before the mirror.

i slipped my panties down to release Your cock and then began to tease and stroke Your cock while i rubbed my nipples a little through the satin. i quickly became very hard and tense, the ring adding to the aching and longing in Your package for a release. As I stroked, i could see the reflection of my honour for You in the mirror.

It took barely more than a minute before i was repeating our mantra and filling my palm with sissy juice from Your cock

Your girl, Mistress
Your cock, Mistress
Your pleasure, Mistress

ALWAYS

i eagerly lapped up the fruit from Your cock, licked my hand and sucked my fingers dry.

The mirroring added to the tension and excitement. i took some personal pictures for You to see how thankful for the release your sissy jezi-girl was (though they were much more difficult to take than i had anticipated and may not have come out as well as i hoped - maybe next time).

i hope this report finds my loving and wonderful Mistress well and meets Your approval, and maybe even finds it's way onto Your blog to show me off.
[But of course! ;-)]

with love and affection

kisses

Your chaste sissy jezi-girl
xxx

The Next Mirror Session... by mKo

2011-06-12T13:08:00.000-07:00

Since everyone enjoyed mykinkyother's last Mirror Trick Report, I thought I'm go ahead and give you the second installment. It gets me so turned on to have him soooo hard, dripping and frustrated... all for my pleasure. I'm also sure that the longer he goes between releases, the more he will drip! ;-)
~ M
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Good evening Mistress,

Here is the report of my latest mirror session for You. Rather than a time line on this occasion I thought I would spend a little more time on 'how it feels'.

Firstly, I should probably say that I was on #ChastityStatus Day 4 for You. After the previous release I'd had on the Sunday morning I was still incredibly "hot under the collar" so having this challenge on the 4th night was already going to be tough.

I knew that I had to achieve a minimum of 6 drops of pre-cum on the mirror, all to be licked clean of course. I also knew that this would not guarantee me a release. I'd known this all day. It had been very difficult to concentrate on the day job! I was so worked up by the time I got started that the first 5 minute session ended with me licking the mirror clean. My face burning with shame and humiliation. Your cock throbbing in denial.

After 20 minutes and 4 attempts, I had only achieved 2 drops of pre-cum on the mirror.

In my previous report I'd neglected to mention the 1 minute breaks in-between 5 minute edging sessions. Let me say that they are so very, very necessary! In between each session I was able to try and settle my pulse, reset my breathing and try desperately to ignore how hard Your cock was.

Having to lick the mirror clean of my own pre-cum however almost totally denied me this switch off. A real Sophie's Choice moment! If I achieved a drop of a pre-cum I found it almost impossible to switch off; the thought of you with me, watching me, encouraging me, getting so much pleasure and fulfilment from my humbling and torturous edging, the exact fulfilment I was being denied meant I was aflame with desire to release. If I did not achieve that drop of pre-cum I knew that I would afford myself a small "reset" of sorts. But this also meant I knew I had so much further to go.

After half an hour of edging for You I was only half way there. Within 45 minutes I was honestly unable to communicate clearly! My muscles ached from kneeling for You. Your cock was so very, very sensitive. My mind full of desire for You, Mistress. I was moaning, and not softly. It was uncontrollable. I genuinely lose the ability to function after this amount of time; I'm utterly consumed by Your flame.

At this stage you were talking to me via Twitter as well. In fact you set me a target: "What if I told you that you can cum if you can make it to 7? ;-)" you said. If I could achieve 7 for you I was able to cum for You. Cloud 9!! The issue I had was that I was now 55 minutes in. I was desperately trying to achieve 6 But the more you tweeted to me, the more I could feel you with me. I was unable to make it through the full 5 minutes. So close to going over too far, too soon. All the time!

I knew when we started playing this game together that getting to "that" point and then holding myself there would be key. I have rapidly learned that ANYONE can touch themselves and stop just in time. Pushing yourself to *nearly there* and holding on, staying at the edge of that chasm for minutes at a time is INTENSE. It really does consume every fibre of your being.

You tweeted to me giving me words of encouragement. "But, for now, try to slow down.. you have be able to last for me!" & "I told you... softer... slower... mmmm... ". I listened. I touched lighter, softer, slower. I wanted so badly to please You. To cum for You.

After 1 hour and 20 minutes I licked my 7th drop of pre-cum from the mirror. I had earned my release! However our fun was interrupted at that exact moment and my release was taken away from me! If any of Your boys and gurls want to learn just what "frustrated" means, then playing this game for You will certainly teach them!

I remember the rules however. I need to achieve this in an hour!
[I think the hour time limit is too tight, especially as you have to achieve more and more drops within that hour. Even if the time is strictly monitored, it still really only allows for ten attempts. Therefore, I am removing that limitation for now. Perhaps once you are able to achieve a drop, on command, *every* time... ;-)]

Tonight, I have to achieve 8 to earn my release. You referred to tonight as practice, Mistress. I so sincerely hope I can achieve for You. But as You can see above, it is so, so difficult. 8 feels tantamount to climbing Everest in the buff! And if I cannot achieve 8? No release. Probably until the next time I can try again. An ever increasing circle of denial and torment! Thank you Mistress. You seem to find new ways to turn me on, tease me and deny every day that we talk.

Your boy, Mistress. Your cock, Mistress. Your pleasure, Mistress.

Love, hugs and kisses from your humbly devoted boy,

mKo

Yummy Mirror Trick & Release Report by mKo

2011-06-08T21:48:00.000-07:00

Mmm... I'm late getting this posted as well. I thought it was about time that we revealed the Mirror Trick. ;-) It's hard to believe that this was just your first time practicing it... not even two weeks ago. What are you up to now... seven edges? Maybe, next time, it should be eight! ;-)

What I love most is all the naughty things you do for me, and how they make you so horny and frustrated, and yet you suffer through for me. I love the image of you kneeling at my feet as I order you to edge again and again. ;-)

While it was totally unplanned, this was a very special night with you. *smiling softly* I know private time is hard to find so late at night (your time), but I hope that it is the first of many to come (no pun intended... okay, maybe a little!) ;-)

*kisses*

M
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Mistress,

Late, as ever, but also delivered in adoration of You, I submit my report from Your weekend of playing with me. :-)

Firstly, I was at #ChastityStatus Day 6. The longest I had gone for you, and in fact the longest I'd ever gone. You had also enjoyed some teasing time with me via an #MMDay on Thursday. To say that I was on the verge of begging for my release is a minor understatement. However we had discussed that I had some solid time alone one Saturday afternoon prior to leaving for a night out with my mates locally. And unfortunately the game you subjected me to that afternoon was virtually my own fault! [Because he was so interested in it, and mentioned it so much that I had him send me the link to the description.]

I will say however at this juncture, Your lessons for me this weekend taught me a great deal about myself. And the main learning point was that as long as I know how much pleasure and joy my suffering, embarrassment and humiliation bring to you, the greater my desire to suffer more for you. A real "hallelujah" moment!

My task was simple, evil, testing and frustration ridden. I was to kneel, naked over a mirror. Using only two fingers and lube I had to edge myself in five minute sessions. I was not allowed to cum. The session ended at 5 minutes or when I had a drop of pre-cum on the mirror (which I had to lick off incidentally!). If I failed to produce a drop of pre-cum inside the five minutes the session did not count. In between each session, achieved or failed, I had a minute to rest. Oh and I had to achieve 5 drops of pre-cum on the mirror before I was allowed to quit! Here's how it panned out:

0 to 5mins - Failed. I was oozing cum for you Mistress, but it didn't hit the miror.

5 to 10mins - Success number 1. At 6:59 I was lick a large drop of pre-cum from the mirror.

10 to 15mins - Success number 2. At 14:57 (way too close) I licked more pre-cum from the mirror.

15 to 20mins - Failed. Again it was dripping from me, but not close enough.

20 to 25mins - Success number 3. At 23:02 I had another drop on the mirror to lick away.

25 to 30mins - Success number 4. At 27:09 I was licking the mirror again, a lot this time.

30 to 35mins - Failed. Halfway through I got too close and had to stop otherwise I'd have released without permission.

35 to 40mins - Failed. Again I was too close and had to stop. I began to wonder if I could complete this task for you Mistress.

40 to 45mins - Success number 5. At 43:44 i produced my 5th droplet of pre-cum and licked clean the mirror.

I cannot begin to describe the range of emotion and feeling this session produced. Humiliation at being naked, (imagining) You stood watching my suffering and enjoying the look of desperation on my face each time I had to stop, each time I had to lick my pre-cum from the mirror. I wanted so badly to please you, so much to release, but my head knew my release would NOT please You but that my suffering did.

My body trembled from the second session onward; the physical demand of the task was greater than I thought it would be. Half way through my pulse was sky high, and I could barely talk through the haze of sexual desire You had created and caged within me. And then, at the end, I had to put clothes on and go enjoy a lads night out! All night my cock was hard, every touch set a nerve ending on fire and unleashed thoughts of You and *that* session. Every time I spoke I wondered if they could tell I had been lapping my own pre-cum from a mirror literally minutes before. To say I had a permanent flush all evening is totally unnecessary!

It is an intense task. Thank You, so much Mistress! I do not look forward to being ordered to do it again, but then I do because I know You enjoy it so much. It's a real love/hate task!

Later that evening we had a discussion whilst my friends slept on sofas and the floor around me. A discussion that had my cock hard and throbbing all over again as I learned how to pleasure You, how to be what you required of me and what my new mantra was: Your boy, Mistress, Your cock, Mistress, Your pleasure, Mistress. I was so turned on at the end of it all that I was literally rubbing against the inside of the duvet in the dark!

I was granted my release, but despair was on the agenda. I couldn't get to the toilets without disturbing the four who slept around me. Not a problem for Your lovingly wicked mind, Mistress. I was to kneel, right there in the dark, surrounded by slumbering colleagues and friends, take Your cock and recite my mantra until I came, thanking You as I did so. It did NOT take long, and there was so much cum...even in the dark I could it feel it run out of my hand and on to the bedding. As I licked it out of my hand, I could hear someone turn over in the dark. I knew if I was seen by anyone, there would be no explaining this!! I lay down as swiftly as I could praying that no-one saw, thanking You deeply for the day we had had together off and on.

The real fun for You, Mistress? As we all awoke that morning and enjoyed a slightly hungover cup of tea on the patio in the sun I was aware people kept looking at me funny. I took myself to the nearest mirror. SHOCK AND HORROR! Some of my cum had dried on my chin in the night! I washed it away quickly! Hopefully, they all just think I dribble in my sleep! The shame!

Ever lovingly Yours Mistress,

mKo

Mirrored Edging & Release Report by panty freak

2011-06-05T01:40:00.000-07:00

After mKo's edging in front of the mirror, I decided to have some of my other boys try it. (Not the "Mirror Trick", but rather just edging a couple times, followed by a release, all while watching themselves kneeling nude in front of a mirror.) I knew that it might make them very self-conscious and therefore be a difficult task to complete, but I was also curious as to what their reactions would be. I decided to start with panty freak, who was due a reward, and who I know has enough self-confidence/self-esteem to handle it.
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Hi Mistress,

As promised here is the report for today. The short version is that I found it really weird and unnerving watching my face, but awesome actually cumming again. And thank you for allowing me to cum, and for making it special. [One promise I make my cock control boys is that their releases will always be special... ;-) ]
I realised that if I hadn't been following your instructions I would have masturbated perhaps ten times in the last week, but none of them would have been special or memorable. I think you know that I found it tough following your instructions, but the one orgasm at the end of it was definitely more than special and memorable enough to equal ten 'ordinary' orgasms. So thank you for allowing me to serve you all week, for controlling my cock, for frustrating me to such an epic degree, and for letting me cum today.

Your instructions for today were to kneel, naked, in front of a mirror and edge twice, while watching myself in the mirror. Then I was allowed to orgasm, and I was to catch and eat all my cum. That was clear, but I knew I might find it difficult watching myself wanking. I had to wait a while until I had the necessary privacy for this task, but let's just say that, after six days of not cumming, I didn't waste any time getting started when the opportunity was there.

I stripped off and then went to kneel in front of a large mirror in the guest bedroom. I realised it would be more comfortable kneeling on the thick carpet there than on the wooden floor in the gym. I was already hard and started watching myself masturbate in the mirror. I soon realised that I was absolutely fine watching my hand on my cock (which I guess I am used to seeing anyway), but that watching my face was really strange and quite off-putting. I was pulling some really strange faces as I got close to the edge, my whole face scrunched up with 'effort'. I kept looking down at my cock, in the mirror, as well as at my face, which I think made it easier to keep going.

When I reached the first edge, I was exceptionally close to cumming. It really felt like one or two more strokes would take me over the edge. And when I let go of my cock the pre-cum kept dribbling out on its own - certainly more than I can ever remember producing before. It was very frustrating, but at the same time it felt very exciting, and I was also happy to know that I would soon be cumming.

I tried to take a few minutes to calm down, and make the next edge genuinely separate from that one. My cock stayed hard, but at least my breathing slowed down, and luckily my facial expression returned to normal. For the second edge I experienced very much the same feelings, it was so nice to feel my cock in my hand again, to be able to stroke it and know that I could cum, but also looking at my face really made me cringe. Again I had to keep looking down to watch myself wank, rather than look at my face.

I think I stopped a little bit further from the edge on the second occasion and produced less pre-cum. Again, it was frustrating to stop, but it felt great knowing that I could cum now.

I was soon stroking again, trying to take my time and really savour my orgasm, but also too horny not to cum quickly. I still found it strange looking at my face, but I think I was a little calmer knowing that I didn't have to stop and deny myself. I reached the point when I would have had to stop and it just felt great to keep stroking and stroking, and then spurting and spurting. I can't remember ever producing so much cum before, and my orgasm seemed to continue longer than normal, as well as feeling much more intense and powerful. It was definitely special and memorable, as an overall experience, and at that critical moment.

I think I caught all my cum in my other hand - certainly there was a hell of a lot. I forced myself to lick it up, which I really hate. That is something that I definitely wouldn't do if it wasn't one of your instructions. I wanted to ask why you insist on it, but you do, so I guess it doesn't really matter why. [I'm planning to blog about this. Keep an eye out for it at http://www.male-service.com/.]

I think there's not really a lot more to say, except thank you again for denying me last week, and therefore allowing me such a powerful orgasm this week. I hope you enjoyed reading about it, because you were the cause of it just as much, if not more, than I was.

As we agreed, I will try to be 'well behaved' as you put it, until next Sunday. Thank you for granting me some down time in order to get my scrambled mind back together. [I am allowing him a bit of a break from the intensity of the #MMDays and all the tease and denial in order to focus on work.]

Best wishes,

panty freak

#MMDays Edging Game Report by george

2011-06-02T22:27:00.000-07:00

Dear Mistress Magick,

I was thrilled when you announced a #MMDay edging day based on the rules you had established. For this day of #MMDay edging I wore my new purple nylon thong http://twitpic.com/4zl0c3

I edged six times that day, my tweets below describe those exciting edges.

My first #MMDay edge today for @Mistress_Magick - while kneeling in my study - 2 points
(I was so excited that I nearly lost control on this first edge.)

2nd #MMDay edge for @Mistress_Magick - kneeling in my bathroom, 2 points, 4 total
(The next time I edge in my bathroom perhaps I should watch myself in the mirror.)

Kneeling again for my 3rd #MMDay edge - 2 points, total points = 6

Still kneeling & frustrated as I quivered to my 4th #MMDay edge for @Mistress_Magick - 2 more points, total = 8, almost there!
(I was shaking like a leaf after this edge and leaked a few drops which I dutifully licked up.)

Kneeling and leaking as I completed my 5th #MMDay edge for @Mistress_Magick - 2 more points for a total of 10 points today

Kneeling again as I edged one more time before enjoying an explosive release at the end of this #MMDay - thanking Mistress Magick for such an intense experience

I was even more excited when a few days later you announced another #MMDay edging contest. However, this time you added a devious twist - no one was allowed a release, although you might consider one for the winner. Of course we were all now extremely motivated to take part in the contest.

For this #MMDay of edging I wore my Black polka dot nylon V-string http://twitpic.com/48rsgc It is such a tease to wear such skimpy panties!

Following are my tweets from that #MMDay of edging:

First #MMDay edge kneeling in my bathroom (2 points) - left me leaking & frustrated. Once again I licked up my frustrating drops of pre cum

2nd #MMDay edge for @Mistress_Magick while ringed (2 pts), today's frustrating total so far = 5.
(I could feel my ring tightly grasping me as I edged, reminding me of Mistress Magick)

For my 3rd edge I left work during my lunch break and drove to a secluded spot in the woods nearby. I nervously watched for any cars, particularly police patrols!

3rd #MMDay edge for @Mistress_Magick ringed & parked in the woods a mile away (1+2+3+1 pts), total so far = 12

4th #MMDay edge for @Mistress_Magick - ringed, leaking & quivering (3 pts), total today = 15 points

Unfortunately, after my fourth edge things at home got a bit hectic and I was unable to continue taking part in the contest. Naturally this meant I had no opportunity to win a chance at a release that day. I have remained chaste ever since and I am quite hard and excited inside my black sheer hipsters as I type this report for you.

Your faithful boy

NO Release #MMDay Panty Shopping & Edging Game Report by panty freak

2011-06-01T20:55:00.000-07:00

Another great report from panty freak. He and mKo won the edging contest, and I made sure that they both had very special releases. (Those reports will be coming (pun fully intended) in the next several days.)

Each of the winners not only went above and beyond to score a huge number of points, but he also did something different that really got me going. For panty freak, it was the fact that he went shopping for panties, on his lunch hour, in the middle of an edging #MMDay, when I knew he was already horny and frustrated, purchased a really sey pair of panties knowing that he would be edging in them, and then immediately put them on in the store and did so.

Hi Mistress,

Hope you are well and enjoyed yesterday's #MMDay as much as I did. I'm sure it was more satisfying for you ;-) but was definitely fun for me.

Thank you letting me participate. It really feels right at the moment to have you controlling my masturbation and playing with my desire for your amusement. I guess I'll just have to hope that sooner or later it will amuse you more to have me cum for you, than to deny me further...

Anyway, I know that you won't even consider allowing me relief until you have, and are happy with, this report, so I guess I'd better get writing. You are making me feel more and more like a schoolboy with you checking my maths and demanding written reports!

You announced the #MMDay for Thursday 26th on the previous day, although I don't think I read about that straight away due to some twitter issues. It had very similar rules to the previous #MMDay Edging Game, but with one crucial difference - no relief after earning a certain number of points, just 24 hours of edging and then ... well, more horniness, more frustration but no more touching. It was definitely playing on my mind throughout the #MMDay that I had no idea of, and no control over, when I'd next orgasm - and of course that's still the case.

The other new requirement was for black or purple panties, with lace or microfibre (at least that's how I remember it). [I specified purple &/or black panties with lace, mesh and/or sheer areas ] As I was away, meeting that requirement meant buying new panties, which I'll get to later...

I woke fairly early on the 26th in my hotel and so got straight to "work" on #MMDay. As you required each edge to be "tweeted" I've included those tweets to tell (part of) the story:

Started today's #MMDay at 6.30am with edge number 1 in my hotel room. Total 1 point. Thank you @Mistress_Magick
It was my second day of chastity, so natural for me to wake up a little horny - but not nearly as aroused as I got later in the day.

2nd #MMDay edge (1pt) on my knees (1pt) in the shower in my hotel (3pts) thinking of @Mistress_Magick. Total 5pts, overall 6pts
As I've said before, kneeling to edge just seemed natural and appropriate as part of MMDay (although of course it wasn't always possible). [I love that kneeling felt so right for you. Of course, I imagine you at my feet.]

3rd, hugely frustrating, #MMDay edge (1pt) in the bathroom at the office (3pts). Overall total 10pts.
I edged in quite a few different locations for this #MMDay and always felt so vulnerable and nervous masturbating in some strange location and wondering who might hear me. Fortunately, I think I didn't have any really close escapes - at least that I know about! [*evil grin*]

After this it was lunchtime, and I took the opportunity to head out of the office to do some shopping. I didn't have a lot of time, but there was an Marks and Spencer near the office so I went there. Somehow I seemed to find myself in the lingerie department...

@Mistress_Magick I have a real love - hate relationship with panty shopping. Makes me feel humiliated and aroused all at the same time...

That was definitely true in this case - hunting for a pair of panties to meet your requirements, knowing that I would soon be wearing them, and masturbating in them - I felt (and looked I think) very aroused and definitely felt very humiliated. Certainly one of the naughtier ways to spend a lunch hour.

It was a large store and there was an enormous selection of panties - in retrospect I should have got another pair to wear today - and it wasn't difficult to find a suitable black, lacy thong with lots of semi-transparent microfibre. Of course once I had the panties, I thought it only fair to: 1) share with you; and 2) take the opportunity to edge in a new location.

#DailyPanties New black, lacy, microfibre thong panties for today's #MMDay http://t.co/7ziycyd http://t.co/jBrLOO7

4th #MMDay edge (1pt) in the gents in M&S (3pts) while putting on my new panties (5pts). Feeling naughty & humiliated but now have 19pts.

I think the links were deleted pretty quickly (no idea why?!?), but I've attached some pictures - which were taken immediately before I started that 4th edge. [I've included the yummy rear view above. Unfortunately, the front view is too naughty for my blog.]

Eventually, I calmed down enough to go back to the office, where fortunately I hadn't been missed. Managed to get at least some work done before:

5th #MMDay edge (1pt) in the bathroom in the office. Total 20pts. An orgasm is so close, and yet also SO far away.
This was maybe halfway through the afternoon. I think I spent most of the afternoon's meetings thinking about edging, but not actually scoring points. I still think you should reconsider your decision not to award points for thinking about where and when to edge ;)

6th #MMDay edge (1pt) on my knees (1pt) back at my hotel. 2pts, total 22. Maybe working out will take the edge off my incessant horniness.
Wow, that really was wishful thinking - like there was anything that could reduce my horniness at this stage. Well, maybe one thing, but you'd made it very clear that wasn't allowed.

7th #MMDay edge (1pt) in the restaurant bathroom (3pts) - 4pts, total 26pts. Trying to cool down & calm down before rejoining my colleagues
[This is another of those scenerios that really gets me going.]
Another edge where I was loving the feeling of my cock in my hand, but really concerned at someone overhearing my stroking. Was tempted to disappear to the bathroom several times during the meal, but I was having dinner with some colleagues and needed to appear at least reasonably normal...

8th (final?) #MMDay edge (1pt) back in my hotel room. Would be SO good to cum, but better still to please @Mistress_Magick. Total = 27pts
This was just before I went to sleep, or at least tried to sleep. I did eventually get to sleep, but woke up several times - somehow I was very aroused each time. I was very tempted to edge again then, but I knew that would really rule out the possibility of any more sleep. Seems like you are playing with my mind (and my cock) even when I'm asleep now.

9th #MMDay edge (1pt), humping the mattress in my hotel. Total 28pts. Is it bad that I'm awake early just to edge while I can still touch?
Did I really set my alarm early just so that I could edge? Well, when you don't know when you'll be allowed to touch again ... can you blame me? [I love it! ;-)]

10th (& last) #MMDay edge (1pt) on my knees (1pt) in the shower. Perfectly appropriate to kneel & think of @Mistress_Magick. 2pts, total 30.
I actually tweeted this with the total as 29, but pretty sure that 30 is correct. [Yes, it's 30. I'm sure that you checked your *carrefully* math after I said that I would check it. ;-)] I hope I'm not going to be in trouble for poor maths - I think my brain was a mess after the 10th edge.

After this I was more aroused than I can remember, but my 24 hours was up, meaning no more touching until further notice. Fortunately further notice arrived almost immediately and you tweeted to allow me to interrupt my breakfast (in my room luckily) with one more edge:

11th (definitely last) #MMDay edge (but no points) at Mistress's command on my knees in my hotel room. Thank you @Mistress_Magick for allowing me this extra edge.
[You earned an extra edge because I was enjoying playing with you so much! Besides, it's damn sexy to be able to order you to edge when I feel like it! ;-)]

I know I have to be careful not to whine, but I have been horribly frustrated all day. I had a long journey home and I definitely thought a lot about how much I'd like to stroke my cock and how I'm not allowed. On the other hand, I'm really grateful to you for controlling my masturbation, allowing me to stroke when and if it amuses you, but not granting release until you decide.

If I though begging would help, then I would definitely be on my (literal and metaphorical) knees right now, [being on your knees never hurts!] but I think I should probably just wait patiently and quietly until you give me your decision. I've really done my best to do a good job for this #MMDay, so I hope you'll look kindly on me.

Thank you for allowing me to participate, thank you for creating such a fun day, and thank you for being such a great Mistress. [;-)]

panty freak

Cock Ring Shopping & Training Report by george

2011-05-31T19:43:00.000-07:00

Dear Mistress Magick,

Recently I embarked on my first cock ring shopping trip for you. I am quite excited about the idea of wearing a cock ring for you under my daily panties and looking forward to this new aspect of your training.

On my first cock ring shopping trip I was looking for a set of three rubber cock rings as you instructed. I knew of an adult sex/toy shop nearby where I work that was likely to carry them. I was quite nervous going in and out of the store as I didn't know who might see me. Inside I was surprised to find an attractive young woman behind the counter who was chatting with a friend as I shopped for my cock rings. I couldn't help but notice a huge collection of dildos, vibrators and other toys which kept me distracted while I shopped for my rings.

Unfortunately the shop did not have any rings in the 1 3/4" size so I had to go with the regular sizes of 1 1/4, 1 1/2 and 2 inches, all in black. I then had to get up the nerve to purchase the rings from the young woman at the counter. Of course she knew they were for me, and I turned many shades of red as I completed my purchase. The set was quite inexpensive, costing only 5 dollars.

Once home, I anxiously tried on the largest cock ring. I didn't have too much difficulty getting it on, and I kept in on for an hour or so. It was a bit loose, and I could easily slip a finger under it. I then switched and tried the next size smaller (1 1/2 inch). This time I had some difficulty getting it on and immediately could tell that it was probably too snug. As I got more excited and hard I knew for sure as the veins on my cock bulged out and got quite red. I then removed the ring before I caused myself any damage.

My days were a bit hectic when I purchased my rings and I did not try masturbating while wearing one yet. I did have an exciting time edging while wearing one on your most recent #MMDay, but you did not allow us to release that day. It was so exciting to edge with a ring on! I was wearing the 2" ring and found that it was fairly snug when I got hard and excited. It felt like you were holding me every time I edged.

As you know, more recently I purchased a rubber 3 ring circus set that has adjustable sized rings. I will experiment with that until I find the proper size that fits snugly, but not too tightly.

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I'm looking forward to finding the correct ring size for george, and to having him wear a ring more often as a reminder of me & my ownership. ;-) ~ M

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Photo: http://www.stockroom.com/KinkLab-Rubber-Cock-Rings-3-Pack-P2793.aspx?ref=6441809

Edging Game #MMDays Report by mKo

2011-05-30T22:06:00.000-07:00

Yes, this is a long one. It's for both of my recent Edging Game #MMDays, as well as a short makeup Edging & Release Day that I gave mykinkyother in between since he had missed his earned release on the first Edging Game day. ;-)
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Mistress,

Please find another report from your loving and ever humble servant. :-)

After my embarrassing release at my parents house last week, I was amazed at how horny I’d remained. As I mentioned before, I usually switch off a little, but knowing you were just moments away from issuing my next set of instructions seems to keep my interest very piqued!

The day following my release I was visiting a customer site as part of my job. I had a brief pitch to deliver to a small room of people. Of course my first mistake was tweeting about it!! I was duly ordered to the nearest rest room to edge. It was literally minutes before we were due to start. It was my first edge of the week and I was glad there was no real pre-cum to speak of, but I was still quite hard when I rushed out. I was in full-on panic mode as I knew I’d be standing in front of a white board and my arousal was clearly evident. The more I thought of it, the more I knew you would be enjoying it, the worse it got. [*smiling widely with a very evil grin* ~ M] Thankfully there was a brief sit down and introduction session so I had calmed a tad before we got under way.

The following day had a similar fate awaiting me. This time I was delivery a seminar style presentation to approximately 200 people and I had similar orders: edge first. This particular edge was much more intense than that of yesterday, probably because I knew how I’d felt after delivering a speech to 7 people. How much worse would my arousal and embarrassment be to such a big crowd? And again, the more my cheeks burned, the more I knew you’d enjoy it Mistress. This time my hard cock was NOT going away! There was a general hubbub at the handover by the podium so I managed to sneak in front without attracting too much attention. For my usual patter, I’d wander about the stage area and interact with the audience. This time? Not a chance. Rooted firmly to the spot, my hard cock pressing against the lectern, your words, your commands burning into my mind all the time. Thankfully by the end of the presentation I’d calmed enough to leave without further embarrassment!
You also announced a new #MMDay Edging Game that day, seemingly inspired by your play with me over recent days. [Yes, the points for edging in new places were directly inspired by you and I absolutely *love* being able to play with you in that way, whereas the ones for wearing a cock ring were inspired by jezi-darling & azpanties, both of which had just started wearing new cock rings for me.] I was delighted as reaching the points total would earn me a release I was already more than desperate for. However I knew I had reports to write and a tribute to sort out first. The story behind fixing the tribute is embarrassing enough! Poor customer service at Amazon is all I can say!

The Thursday arrived and #MMDay began in earnest. I was determined to impress you Mistress. I managed to edge whilst driving on a main motorway (albeit a quiet stretch) [please do be careful while driving - "Kids don't try this at home!"], a coffee shop restroom & a motorway service station restroom were all achieved. Indeed I even tried to find an empty meeting room at our northern offices to take a VERY risky edge in, but sadly, they were all full.

I’d made my points total and was allowed a release, but I had a final task, dictated by you, to edge somewhere else new first. My target was the gym after my commute home. Upon reading my plans, you mandated that I was to take my release there after my work out! The shame! However I was very thankful you’d allowed it happen after my workout and not before. The idea of having to complete a workout having just consumed my own cum had me very, very flustered!

However, sometimes real life gets in the way. I was stranded in the tailbacks of [traffic jam caused by] an accident and delayed from getting home until late. I had missed my chance. And I cannot begin to explain just how horny I was!

The following two days were strange for me. I found myself awaiting commands from you Mistress. I was stuck in limbo unsure whether to continue edging for you or not. You were busy with your own RL, but it struck me how dependant I had become on fulfilling your desires.

Finally, on Day 7, you issued a new set of rules for the #MMDay edging game and asked for my comment. I was allowed to have my missed release but I had to earn a certain number of points, using the new rules, first. I particularly liked the change of rules around distance. As I travel a lot, gaining extra points was almost gimme! [The travel does have to be "out of your way", so if you are going to that location anyway, you don't get the extra point. However, if you make a side trip your way there and go at least 1/4 mile off course to find a special place to edge, then it does count.] I knew I had the chance to redeem myself with some more humbling and embarrassing places to edge to make my points total and finally earn the release I was craving so much.

I also learned that I was supposed to be consuming my own pre-cum. I apologised for this lapse in knowledge. It excited me and reviled me at the same time. As you know, I am not fond of consuming my cum and can only do it when under express command to do so. With the amount of edging I’d been doing, I was bound to have a lot today. I moaned softly to myself when I learned of this.

Firstly, I knelt in front of a full-height window on the first floor of my town house overlooking the rear garden. It’s a fairly enclosed and private garden but I *could* have been seen were someone paying attention. That was very intense. And the amount of pre-cum was incredible! Whether it was the 7 days of edging and chastity or just my exposure and potentially looming disgrace in the window I don’t know. But as I lapped it up out of my hand, my feelings of humiliation and excitement grew.

I sneaked another edge in the toilets at home just an hour later earning only one more point. I was beginning to get desperate for points; I couldn’t possibly wait another few days for a release!

I made an excuse to head to the supermarket. Sainsbury’s was well outside the distance rule so I knew my edge there would be enough to earn my release.

As I hit the flimsy and fairly exposed changing rooms, I knelt, unzipped my bulging cock and hit the edge in such a short space of time. Again the pre-cum I released was alarming! As I licked it from my hand again, I almost came there and then without touching myself. All the time, you were in my thoughts, becoming ever more aroused and enjoying my mortification.

I grabbed hold of myself -- the release had started already with only my desires and thoughts as stimulation. I gasped the words that were necessary “Thank you, Mistress Magick” as my orgasm coursed through me. I had never had such an intense release. I was physically trembling. Again my revulsion at consuming my cum was strong, but not as strong as my desire to please you. Mistress.

Thankfully it was early. The only attendant was wandering around, but there was almost no way she wouldn’t have heard me say something whilst in there! Oh, the shame. I handed back the shirt I’d falsely picked up to “try on” and left pronto!

By the next morning I was already yearning for my instructions, the next task, the next objective to set your pulse racing Mistress. And the forthcoming command was a tough one for me. I was not to touch myself at all until further notice! Cripes! I held out however as I knew I must.

Whilst I was working from home, I’d had the misfortune to stumble across some chastity/T&D forums. [Yes, of course, you just "stumbled" across them... suuuure, you did!] I was under orders not to touch myself and the things I read were incredible. Some of which I had to share with you Mistress, particularly the mirrors game. I was worried that it may crop up in my future and not without good reason it seems!
To make matters worse on day 3 of my chastity I unwittingly began a conversation around "plugging" [wearing a butt plug] that led to an email conversation with you about this and about cock rings. All of this new to me. As a result, my four-hour train journey was sheer torture!

On Thursday, we had new instructions. Another #MMDay Edging Game, but no release allowed. I was now on Day 4 of chastity and this was a numbing prospect. I always try so hard to impress and the idea of not having a release at the end was a difficult one to swallow (ahem!). We had 24 hours, and I was absolutely committed to racking up a huge amount of points.

I must say at this point a humble sorry to all of your boys and gurls for this #MMDay Game. I feel I may have created this new and wonderful torture for us all!

I was on the road again so started with a strongly intense edge at a motorway service station restroom. With a red face I left the cubicle having denied myself the orgasm I so desperately craved and eaten my own pre-cum.

I arrived at my customer site and again found myself thinking of impressing you and not them! I headed to their restrooms and edged again minutes before the meeting. I was bulging out of my suit when I left the restroom! To be graphic I’d never felt my cock so hard for so long. It was almost deliciously painful.

I stopped again at a different service station on the way home. Again utilising a restroom to tease, deny and consume my pre-cum for you Mistress. I was almost in subbie heaven; so horny, so eager to please, so pre-possessed with a knowledge I was not allowed to cum.

I returned to my car, thoughts of going further and further to enhance your pleasure Mistress. The car park itself posed a new thought. Could I park up in a quiet corner and edge for you in broad daylight in public view? As I mused this on Twitter you made it clear it wasn’t be an option. This edge had the same intensity as the one I completed in front of the window last week. People absolutely could see me if they looked in my direction. What would they think? It didn’t matter to me at that point. I just wanted to please you and if my shame gave you that, then so be it. As I reached my edge so, so quickly I was happy to zip up and drive away as swiftly as I could.

After a three hour journey home my first action was to get naked, kneel and edge for you again. I did this in front of full length mirror. I could see myself, imagine you stood there with my, smiling and laughing at my frustration and arousal, my desperation.

It was then I realised my feelings were developing all the time. Being naked and kneeling like that gave me such a strong sense of subservience. It was a new feeling for me. It was delicious. In RL, I’m strongly in control of things, always behind the barrier of my suit in command of my senses with my knowledge as cavalry. Here, defenceless, barrier-less and serving you was new. It genuinely made me shiver. So uncomfortable. So awkward. So delectable.

I was permitted one more edge as reward for my point’s haul of 23. It wouldn’t count toward my points haul. I was determined to make it a special one for you Mistress. So I borrowed briefly from the mirror game.

I knelt on all fours, a mirror placed underneath me. I reached the edge so very quickly. But there was no pre-cum. So I took a few moments as a pause. And started again. Determined to dribble that pre-cum onto on the mirror. It took a few attempts to create enough. Each edge came with that much quicker, that much more ferociously. I realised I was actually moaning with desire and frustration. That moan turned into a whimper as I licked my pre-cum from the mirror, seeing my own reflection as I did it. I clothed myself and tried to carry on with my daily chores and work.

I could not clear my thoughts of you however.

And now we’re back on real time. I have new instructions based upon the Mirror Game for this afternoon. A game that could last up to 25 minutes and push me way beyond anything I’ve done before. And no, I’m NOT allowed to cum yet. And thereafter I have a lads evening planned around football. And I have a feeling that you will be first and foremost in my thoughts all day.

Devoted only to you,

mKo

Belated Beltane Makeup Weekend Report by george

2011-05-23T21:03:00.000-07:00

george wasn't able to take part on Beltane, so I allowed him to make up the assignment a couple weeks later. Since I knew he wouldn't be able to wear the scrunchies for 24 hours in a row, I required him to wear them for most of the day on both Saturday and Sunday. Likewise, the Beltane edging was spread over both days, with only one release at the very end. Like many of my boys, he had problems finding flowered scrunchies. He had purchased a package of black and white satin ones, so I allowed him to wear one each of black and white on Saturday and then two black ones on Sunday. I've only included a couple of the pics mentioned, which are primarily to give you a glimpse of the scrunchies and panties that he wore each day.

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Dear Mistress Magick,

I was unable to participate in your Beltane celebration on May 1, so I was quite excited to be allowed to perform a makeup session. My excitement was intensified by the teasing you had submitted me to leading up to my makeup session. You had made me go without a release for an entire week. You had also informed me that my makeup session would span two days, meaning that my first day of frustration would end without a release.

For the first day of my Beltane assignment I chose to wear my black & red bikinis that are displayed on my Twitter icon. I chose them because I know how much you like that pair. You can also see my black & white scrunchies underneath my panties in this photo. After putting on my scrunchies & panties I was so excited that I had to immediately perform my first edge, followed shortly after by another.

Even after two edges I was still incredibly frustrated and I continued to edge as often as possible all day long. The attached photo 'scrunchie9' shows a better view of my black & white scrunchies, as well as just how hard & excited I was. By the time the day ended I was exhausted from constantly edging, All together I edged 12 times that first day, which I believe is a new record for me.

As frustrating as my first Beltane makeup day was, you arranged to make my 2nd even more so after informing me that I should wear my black garter panties, stocking and red lace panties the second day. The attached photo 'BeltaneWithGarters' shows me after preparing for my 2nd Beltane makeup day.

Unfortunately, I am not well experienced in wearing garters and panties, so I made the mistake of putting my panties on underneath. After you pointed this out to me I corrected the situation.

I continued to edge for the rest of my long, frustrating 2nd day. I edged 8 more times, for a total of 20 edges over two days Finally I reached the end of my second day and could hold back no more. I came with explosive force and then licked up all my mess as I thanked you for such an incredible experience.

Your faithful boy

#MMDay Edging Game Report by panty freak

2011-05-21T20:32:00.000-07:00

Last Thursday, I decided to play an Edging Game as part of a Edging #MMDay.

The original rules specified:

+1 point for each edge.
Add +1 point for kneeling while you edge.
Add +2 points if you were wearing a cock ring during the edge.
Add +3 points if it was in a place or room that you've *never* edged before!

Participating boys & gurls were to tweet each edge with a description and point count. To be considered for a release, they had to have at least 12 points, and be up to date on their reports and tributes.

Below is the first yummy report from my special Edging Game #MMDay.
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I was really pleased just to be allowed to participate in your #MMDay. Fortunately, I had a nice purple lace thong to wear to meet your coloured panties requirement, and lots of time to "edge" seeing as I was working at home. You instructed me to tweet after each edge so here are the tweets which tell the story of the day...

1st edge completed for today's #MMDay. On my knees in the shower to earn 2 points. It's going to be a long day... ;-)
Funny how many of these edges were done on my knees, and how appropriate it felt.

[I wanted to encourage boys who could to kneel while edging in order to underscore that they were doing it as a submissive act. I knew those edging in unusual locations might not be able to do so because of considerations such as cleanliness and privacy, so I added it as an option rather than a requirement. ~ MM]

2nd edge completed in my home office, stroking thru my purple panties under the desk... only 1 point. Total 3 points. #MMDay

3rd edge, while on a conference call, on mute fortunately! Deliciously naughty (& thus very quick) but still only 1 pt. Total 4pts #MMDay
After this one, you awarded me a bonus point for masturbating while on a conference call - you are really bad encouraging such naughty behaviour - which I added to the score later.

4th edge, kneeling & imagining @Mistress_Magick looking down on me. Really struggling to stay in control. 2pts for a total of 6pts. #MMDay
It was definitely my favourite image to have you looking down on me and offering some encouragement (and/or some instructions to stop...)

Seriously hot & bothered after 5th edge (1pt) in my garage (3pts), plus 1 bonus point (thank you @Mistress_Magick) = total of 11. #MMDay
It felt quite strange stroking my cock in the garage, but probably much easier that being 'out and about' somewhere.

Hyper aroused after 6th edge, on my bed. Only 1 pt, but 12 in total! Patiently waiting for @Mistress_Magick to decide on my release. #MMDay
At this point, I had 12 points, but really no idea if I'd be allowed to cum or not. If I'd had to guess I'd have said not, but I thought if I could complete a few more edges it might sway things in my favour...

7th edge (1pt) on my knees (1pt) imagining kissing Mistress's feet and begging to be allowed relief. Painfully aroused... Total 14pts #MMDay

8th #MMDay edge stroking through my now moist panties for @Mistress_Magick. 1pt & total of 15. Couldn't be more horny - thank you Mistress.

9th & #MMDay edge on my knees thanking @Mistress_Magick for allowing me relief today. 2pts, total 18. Now to work out, & then orgasm.
This was the final edge, which you insisted on, even when you'd given me permission to cum. It was still hard to stop at the right time, but it felt great knowing that next time I'd be able to finish.

[I actually wanted him to edge immediately before he came, to get so close and then only be allowed to back down a little before he was allowed to begin again and finally let go. Therefore, when I saw that he was going to workout before his orgasm, I ordered him to edge again immediately before his release.]

I came just as you said i should and it was SO good, incredibly powerful and just so much spunk. I knelt on the floor of my office, pulled my purple panties down, and then imagined myself begging for your permission to masturbate. In my fantasy you made me recount all edges that I'd done before allowed me to stroke in front of you. I was so horny that in no time I was close to coming but I knew I had to stop one more time so I imagined you telling me that I didn't have permission to orgasm yet and to put my hands behind my back.

I must have knelt like that for a few minutes, hands behind my back, panties pulled down and raging erection sticking straight up while I imagined you sitting comfortably in front of me, gently teasing me about how much I wanted to masturbate for you, and gently nudging my cock with your toes...

[I have to admit that I do love teasing a boy with my feet. ;-) ]

Finally, I couldn't resist any more so I imagined you telling me that you wanted to see me come. My cock was so hard and so sensitive that it was almost painful to wank, but I came very hard, thinking about you watching me and encouraging me. I fantasised that I was allowed to come on your foot, and when I licked up the spunk that I'd caught in my hand, I imagined I was gently cleaning it from your foot (sorry if this isn't allowed ... it just seemed suitably submissive at the time, but I can understand if you wouldn't want your feet soiled with my come).

[I do occasionally allow boys to cum on my feet and lick it off, but this is a very special privilege that much be earned.]

Mistress, thank you so much for allowing me to come. I was sure you would punish me for my behaviour last week by denying me, but I should have known that you were bigger and more generous than that. After the whole day of edging it was a tremendously satisfying orgasm, and I loved feeling that I was coming for you, with your permission. Thank you, Mistress!

I'm really grateful to you for allowing me to participate. I do want to be a good boy and please you. I looked at the new #MMDay Edging Rules you posted and I think they are good and clear. Perhaps it would be good to have extra points for wearing the right colour panties (or a penalty for not doing so). And then you can adjust the difficulty by deciding on a common colour like black or white, or by choosing, for example, green with yellow spots...

So glad that you enjoyed your MMDay - "yummy" sounds like a great description.

I know I wrote a lot, but really just wanted to say: it was great; you are great; thank you!

panty freak

Naughty Weekend Edging & Release Report by mKo

2011-05-19T19:13:00.000-07:00

I am really enjoying all the naughty places where I can have mykinkyother edge for me, and I love the power of being able to order him to do it on My whim. While he is limited in the other things that he can do for me, the thrill of him edging in public places, with people nearby and the possibility of getting caught is so utterly hot, and I am soon touching myself as well! *

Mistress,

As per your command I humbly submit my report of torment and teasing from this past weekend. I hope you enjoy this as much as you did the last.

I was last granted a release on Tuesday. By Saturday I had edged only a few times at your command. Four days for me is usually a long time so I was literally hanging on your every command; my pulse quickening every time I saw a tweet from you. My nerves and anticipation of what you would have me do next for you was incredible. My situation was not aided by writing my previous report in public at a local Starbucks. As I recalled the feelings and emotions tied to those events my cock stiffened under the table. Even though I knew people could see my obvious arousal if the chose to be looking that direction, I could not stop it.

As I pressed send on my email and tweeted you to tell of my situation and location I almost knew what I would have to do next. I finished my coffee, drumming my fingers on the table constantly glancing toward the toilet door. The coffee shop was busy and had a steady flow of people in and out the doors and there was also a queue for the toilet. I knew that even if I wanted to leave, I shouldn't and in fact couldn't.

Your tweet arrived. I was to edge in the toilets. My cock had been pressing against the inside of my jeans for nearly 20 minutes and the sight of your tweet nearly made it rip clean of the denim! I was not allowed to cum. A heavenly nightmare of a situation presented itself. I was desperate to cum but knew today wasn't to be the day already. I knew I had to edge but couldn't get to the toilets without people seeing my "bulge".

I took a few breaths whilst I waited for the queue to the toilet to dissipate. As it slowly disapeared to one person I made a dash toward the door, timing it perfectly. As they left I went in. A youngish girl was leaving, looking at the floor thankfully.

I looked around the stall. It was fairly clean, I pulled my cock free and I noticed I already had cum dribbling from my bulging head. It didn't take long to reach the edge and I managed to last a good 10 seconds right on the tipping point. People were constantly trying the door which made me jump and my heart pound even more.

It took another few minutes to calm down. I sent my tweet confirming that I'd followed my instructions, zipped up and left. A queue of people were looking at my flushed face as I left the toilet. I was cringing but trying so hard to act normally!

Later on I recieved a command from you to edge at least three more times! Three! I was already bursting, my cock was permanently swollen and I could feel every move I made pressing on me, making it worse and worse. But I was hardly going to disappoint my Mistress. I knew I only had two more stops for the day and they were both going to be very difficult and very busy!

As I arrived I home I went to the bathroom and completed my first edge there. I'd barely calmed down and it took no time at all to get that now all too familiar sight of cum oozing from the end of my hard cock. I was finding it harder and harder to calm down. If I had to take 5 minutes now, how long would it take when I was exposed and in public? Yikes. I was loving suffering for you Mistress.

About an hour later I found myself wandering around a major department store called Debenhams. [My jezi-darling shops there for panties to wear for me.] This was my targetted second stop of the day. Needless to say it was a busy Saturday. As you hadn't mandated where I was to edge I took a slightly softer option and headed to the toilet as opposed to a dressing room. To my utter dismay they had school type cubicles; 6 feet of wood for walls and doors with gaps over and under. How could I edge here?? I had to, I knew that and already I was hard. I could hear people moving in and out of the cubicles around me, sounding so close that I could reach over and shake hands if I wanted.

As I grabbed my cock and started pulling gently I closed my eyes; I think I didn't want to know if people saw me! Again, it was less than a minute until I was riding that wave. My cock bobbed and jerk spasmodically as I let go just before I went too far, desperate for one more touch, just a little something to crest the wave of pleasure I really needed. Again it took an age to calm down enough to leave and even then I was hardly "soft". My face burned as I washed my hands with people who had been innocently going about their business.

My final place of shame was to be a friends house. We were due there for a BBQ mid-afternoon and it was my last chance to follow orders. This one made me more nervous than ever. Being caught by a stranger was bad enough...being caught with your hand in your trousers by your mate's wife on a sunny Saturday afternoon was creating an amazing amount of consternation. I had no idea, but this wouldn't be the most difficult part of my weekend adventure!

I excused myself from the table and wandered to the toilet. It was a folding panel door with a tiny brass bolt just six feet from the lounge and the 2 feet from the kitchen. I figured that as they were in the garden I'd have a bit less worry. As I checked my tweets and free'd myself I heard voices. It had started to rain! The guys came in from the garden and parked in the lounge chatting loudly about the football, while my wife and my best mate's wife settled in the kitchen to tidying! They were inches from me, stood in the toilet with my hard, throbbing cock in hand! Needless to say I didn't really take a lot of touching to see that futile dribble of pre-cum emerge. ow I looked any of them in the face for the next three hours I don't know but they all commented on the fresh air had made me rosy cheeked!! [Oh my!]

The next morning, I awoke and said good morning to you Mistress as I prepared for our weekly sabbatical to church. Somehow, you knew. I don't know how, but you did. And as I checked my tweets just before communion began I saw your message "I wonder...do you got church...such a naughty place to edge"! I spent 40 minutes with the biggest ever hard on. It was almost painful I was so aroused. Made all the worse by the amount of people seated around me focussed so intently on their religion. It was such a strange feeling to be wished well as I left at the end knowing I was about to use the toilet to edge for your pleasure Mistress. I could hear the bells ringing and the laughs and jovial chatter of a congregation of 100+ plus as I pushed my cock toward that heavenly threshold only to be denied once more. Thankfully the toilets were on the way out of the church so I did not have to walk through too many to leave but I'm sure my face was a picture!

Later that day I tweeted to tell you of my whereabouts. I'd had a busy shopping day and was finishing the weekend with dinner at my parents. Your next tweet filled me with a feeling I couldn't describe. I was allowed to cum for you. Right now. At my parents. OMG! It was the only thing I could concentrate on.

I was in to the toilet in a flash. I laid a towel on the floor, grabbed hold of my cock and tugged frantically until I released, pleasure and pressure pushing out of my like a cyclone. I came so hard Mistress. I gasped out the words I knew were right: "Thank you, Mistress Magick". My hand was virtually overflowing with very hot cum. I'd never cum that much before. I looked at it, knowing I really didn't want to lick it up. I wasn't interested at all, but I knew I had to because you commanded it, Mistress. The taste is still indescribable, and I cannot say I enjoyed it, BUT for the fact I could feel myself growing aroused again as I licked in between my fingers.

Once settled and washed, I headed back to the lounge area. To my horror my mothers first words were "Were you talking to someone in the toilet?" They'd heard my gasp your name, Mistress! I explained, calmly I hope, that I'd taken a call from a friend whislt in there. But I knew my face was betraying my words; I could not halt the blush or feeling of utter embarrassment. Nor the throbbing in my trousers these feelings and the taste of cum in my mouth was provoking.

Ever yours, Mistress,

mKo

Macy's Lacy Purple Panties Shopping Report by george

2011-05-18T19:38:00.000-07:00

It's so sexy to send george to that Macy's to shop for panties. ;-) I can't wait for him to edge in these tomorrow for the Purple-Pantied Edging #MMDay. ;-) I've invented a new Edging Game to make things even more interesting tomorrow!
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Dear Mistress Magick,

Yesterday while I was in New York City on a business trip I received your instructions to go shopping for purple panties for tomorrow's #MMDay. I had not planned on going panty shopping on this trip, but I did not want to miss out on this.

You did not specify where I should go shopping, but of course I went straight to Macy's where they have a mind boggling lingerie section that must span at least an acre. The only down side is that it is difficult to find a specific item because you keep getting distracted by all the exotic items they have on display.

Unfortunately, it did not seem like purple was a polular color at Macy's, so I wound up wandering thru the entire lingerie department trying to find panties in the proper color. I was very nervous that I would gain the attention of the always helpful sales ladies, but I arrived at a very busy time so I was left free to roam.

I was further hampered by the fact that I am partially color blind, so I always have trouble looking for a color like purple, getting mixed up by all the shades of blue, violet and everything in between. I realized that I would have no choice but to ask for assistance with the colors.

I gathered a number of possible choices in what I thought might be purple and then nervously approached one of the sales ladies. I explained my problem with colors, but I'm not sure she believed me when I told her I was buying panties for someone else. It turned out that only one of the panties I had selected was actually purple. Just to be sure, I risked further embarrasment by checking with a second sales lady. [Smiling wickly at the idea of you asking again... "just to make sure". ;-)]

Attached are some photos I took this morning when I modeled my new purple panties for you. The flash on my camera seemed to affect the color in the photos, so I included one photo with flash (PurpleThongFlash) and one without (PurpleThong). I also included a rear view (PurpleThongRear). [I really like the color with the flash so that's the one I posted. The other pic looks magenta.]

For reference, here is a link to these panties on Macy's website:
http://www1.macys.com/catalog/product/index.ognc?ID=542459&CategoryID=37516#fn=sp%3D1%26spc%3D26

Thank you so much for sending me on another exciting shopping trip at Macy's. I am looking forward to wearing these sexy panties tomorrow.

Your faithful boy

Three Ring Circus Wearing Report by azpanties

2011-05-18T00:27:00.000-07:00

azpanties was out of town and offline last weekend. I ordered him to spend some time practicing wearing his new Three Ring Circus while he was away - getting used to putting it on and taking it off, as well as wearing it - all while staying chaste, of course. Below is his first "wearing" report.

BTW - if you want to see what this cock ring looks when worn, just follow this link. (I love this pic - it's exactly what a well-dressed cock should look like! - but it is a bit too explicit for this blog.)

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Speaking of which: JT Stockroom has this cock ring, which is my absolute favorite style, on sale through May 30, 2011 for only $16! Their normal price of $20 was the least expensive that we found, and their quality is the best around. Unfortunately, it literally went on sale days after azpanties purchased his, but if you are interested in cock ring training (with me, or alone), now is the time to get it!

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Dear Mistress:
Thank You for allowing me to purchase the wonderful 3 ring circus cock ring! As You've seen its a perfect fit.

i've been wearing it intermittently since last Wednesday night when it first arrived, but always keeping my normal cock ring on in between. Wearing this beautiful new piece of ownership is a thrill in itself, holding Your cock firmly in place with its weight and grip.

i wear it for about an hour at a time...always aware of its presence, crossing my legs..feeling it with my hands..Your cock always seems to be at least semi hard with it on! i love the way it keeps Your cock in front..Your balls perfectly in place below...everything exactly where it should be.

Maybe i should see how it looks with Your favorite stockings! It's even crossed my mind to attach a small O ring to it for a leash.

When Your cock is even remotely hard, this cock ring will not come off, perhaps how it should be!

Thank You for being the perfect Mistress.
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Photo:

http://www.stockroom.com/Chrome-Triple-Ring-P445.aspx?ref=6441809

#MMDay Edging & Release Report by mykinkyother

2011-05-16T00:28:00.000-07:00

I'm really enjoying playing with "my kinky other" (mKo). Sending him off to edge on my whim, and to release in very naughty places, is reminding me of all the fun that I had with edward cantor in that regard, and exactly how hot and bothered having the right boy as my toy can make me.

In this case, mKo misunderstood my instructions that he was no longer allowed to touch after his release to mean that he had to ruin his orgasm as well.. to stop stroking as soon as he passed that point of no return, so that he was not allowed the full pleasure and satisfaction of his orgasm.

I don't usually "believe" in ruined orgasms. Since the energy and pleasures of all releases are to be dedicated to me (if they are not in service of a wife/long-term partner), I expect them to be fully enjoyed, and in fact, my training is also intended to make them much more intense.

However, in this case, I found the ruined orgasm to be an interesting addition. I wonder if the feeling of submissiveness that it brought made it easier for him to consume his own cum. I think I may have to conduct a careful study of his reactions to different types of orgasms. ;-)

For now, enjoy his first report:
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Mistress,

On Tuesday I was, rightly so, participating in #MMDay. I hadn't cum since the previous Friday so I was very horny. The instructions were to edge as much as we wanted to, and we were allowed a release within 24 hours as long as we stopped touching when we finally pushed over the edge. Consuming my cum was also a prerequisite.

I was excited as the idea of letting go at that point was entirely alien to me. Equally, i had only once before consumed my own cum. It is not something I enjoy, but the idea of being compelled to do so is....*shiver*...just delicious.

As the day wore on I had edged many times. I was using the single restroom at my work office. These edging sessions including a marathon 20 minute effort, in which I lost count of the times I pushed to "that" point but no further. My cock was literally throbbing with frustration, and I couldn't even touch myself by the end for fear of going too far. Every time I left the rest room I felt a burn of embarrassment; sure that my colleagues could see a bulge in my trousers where my denied and frustrated cock sat. Needless to say I was desperate to cum by the time I left for the day.

I arrived at the gym by 5:30. It was then I realised with horror: "I have a business dinner arranged!". How was I going to be able to take my permission for a ruined orgasm if I had no time to myself?

Mistress, you had plenty of ideas in store for me! I tweeted whilst on the treadmill to report my potential failure to follow your instructions and the reasons why.

Your suggestion? Of course, I was to take myself to the restroom and finish there. Ensuring that I consumed my load of course. I instantly got hard and had to stop the treadmill, feigning cramp to hide my embarrassment! Surely it wasn't possible! But the more I thought on it, the more your words of command burned into my subconscious. By the time I finished my workout and arrived at the restaurant I was unable to think of anything else.

[I loved when he tweeted about his reaction on the treadmill. It made me so warm, and, of course, after such an intense reaction to my simple suggestion, I had to have him follow through and do it! ~ M ]

My mind reeled with the possibilities that lay before me. If my reaction was this strong, would you make a habit of commanding me to do this kind of thing more? [Oh, most definitely! ;-)] What if my colleagues noticed something was amiss? Could I do what I needed to in the restroom without attracting attention? Arrrgh!

After mostly inane chatter and business speak over the starter and main course I was unable to contain myself any longer. I yearned incandescently to do what you required of me. I excused myself and headed to the restroom.

I was familiar with these toilets as I'd lunched here before. It had a largish, well appointed single cubicle I could use. As I closed the door to the cubicle my heart was racing, my cock pushing it's way out of my jeans.

It didn't take long to reach the point of no return. I was careful to follow instructions. As my edge built, I stroked one further time and let go. My body shuddered as the peak of my orgasm built and faded, but the physical reaction could not be contained. "Thank you Mistress Magick" I gasped as four days of pent up sexual energy created an alarmingly LARGE load. I usually cum very hard but as I had released my cock my cum oozed forth rather than burst. I was desperate to touch myself again, to finish what I had started, but I didn't. I knew better.

I was in a strange place psychologically. Usually after I have cum I switch off. My "horny button" resets, and I am no longer interested. But for some reason, this time it hadn't. Maybe it was the denied orgasm, maybe it was the setting and the circumstance. Probably it was both. I gazed at my handful of cum and the idea of consuming it just turned me on more and more despite my revulsion at the idea. As I lapped it up my cock began to swell again, and my face was a mask of confused emotion.

I eventually left the cubicle, washed my hands, departed the restroom and walked back through the restaurant to my table. I was convinced that all the eyes in the restaurant could see my shame! My cheeks felt on fire. The more I thought about it, the worse it got! Could my colleagues smell cum on my breath? What if I hadn't washed my hands properly? And all the time, the denial of my orgasm left me wanting more. I couldn't explain how I felt other than saying I wash awash in a sea of emotion that you had created for me Mistress. I was on a peculiar cloud nine and loving it.

Thank you Mistress.

Humbly yours,

mKo

Metal Cock Ring / Collar Report by jezi-darling

2011-05-11T00:48:00.000-07:00

It looks so simple doesn't it?

It is hard to believe that something so basic can inspire so much fear or pride
... and have such meaning attached to it.
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Dear Mistress,

Here is my report on the wearing and feelings surrounding Your lavender metal cock ring.

i admit to being scared of the thought of something so permanent about Your package, regardless that i knew the rubber rings had previously come away quite freely. They were of course able to be cut if necessary and they also stretched: a technique that i had used early on with them to ensure the full snaring of the cock and balls. *blush*

i have to admit to loving the feeling and touch of the cold metal as i was preparing to make my first attempt at wearing the ring, but i still struggled to have the balls 'free' enough to be able to coax them through the ring. It was then that i wondered about ringing the whole package with the rubber ring to have Your full package snared and readily presented for ringing. No way they could sneak away and hide from the metal ring!

Having done this and having Your package well presented and appointed, i attempted to feed each ball through first. I was quite delicate at first, nervous of applying too much pressure but this didn't seem to work as the metal ring lacked the flexibility of the rubber purple ring and did not 'give' in any way. i realised there would have to be more force applied to my 'delicate' and relatively virginal balls (at least with a metal ring!) and i pushed firmly so that one and then the second followed through the ring. i breathed a deep sigh of relief that they were both through, sitting proudly and large encircled by Your lavender metal ring, the slippery nature of the aluminium i believe helped them slide through at the end.

Remembering that Your cock is basically a very soft and sloppy thing when not aroused, i grabbed the now slippery tip (as it was oozing precum from the exciting and nervous thoughts) and began to tuck it through the ring behind the balls till it was possible to pull it through to join it's friends! i gasped and smiled with pleasure at having achieved what i had been so very worried about for You.

i knew how much You had wanted me to wear Your ring (and that this was the position that i had been aiming for given that a traditional collar about my neck may never be truly achievable) so i felt much pride and love and devotion at my achievement. i smiled broadly and gave devotion to You, my Mistress, by repeating the mantra we have for when i am allowed cummies. it felt appropriate, and as i said subsequently it felt like Your package was truely Yours for this ring was so much more than the rubber ones and it seemed to contain Your package better too.

i have now worn Your ring twice, for this is truly Your ring, Mistress. The first time i had to remove it after 20 mins as it was quite sore in the left groin area, but today i am pleased to say that even with a couple of edges, blush, it remained about Your package for nearly an hour with very little discomfort. And it certainly made my edges shorter! Perhaps that was the excitement of wearing it as much as anything though.

i sit here in nicely spotted baby pink satin bikini panties for Your #MMDay and am delighted to be as always,

Your adoring, chaste sissy jezi-girl

i love You, Mistress

*kisses*
xxx
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I'm so glad that jezi finally tried on the larger purple aluminum ring that I sent her. It is meant to be a "collar" that she can wear more discretely than a traditional one.

I do want to note that she had a tendency to "cheat" with the rubber rings, stretching them over her package as she could rather than putting each ball through individually and then following with her (My) cock as suggested, and I think that made it harder for her to learn to do it properly with the metal ring. boys & girls, there is a reason that I want you to practice with the rubber rings first, and it's not just for sizing purposes!

That being said, her balls are quite naughty, and have a tendency to like to escape. The technique of putting the rubber ring on first seems to be doing the job in regard to not letting them do so as she is putting on the metal one, and the firmer, metal ring seems to be doing a much better job of holding them there once they have been caught!
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Photo:
http://www.painfulpleasures.com/xcart/customer/product.php?productid=4133

Chastity & Masturbation Report by panty freak

2011-05-09T21:46:00.000-07:00

My newest possible potential, panty freak, is traveling internationally, with limited email access, for a couple weeks so I sent him a masturbation schedule before he left. I'm making use of the time that he is away by giving him Edging Practice Days, with his first one since Beltane (Sunday, May 1st) being the next Thursday. He mentioned how difficult it was for him to be chaste for four days before Beltane, so I wanted him to do it again... for me.

Then, knowing how stressful traveling for work can be, I gave him a special reward for his weekend (Saturday & Sunday) out of the country: He could edge as much as he wanted, for up to 48 hours (double the usual limit) but as usual, once he came, he had to stop touching. He knew that his next Edging Practice Day would be Tuesday regardless of whether he came early Saturday or late Sunday. In doing so, I forced him to choose for himself how long he wanted to be frustrated, but able to touch, now versus how long he wanted to have to wait, without touching, later. ;-)
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Mistress, thank you again for controlling my masturbation while I'm away, and apologies for not keeping you up to date with my behaviour.

I waited until Thursday to masturbate - 4 days since May Day as instructed. I found it very difficult being away and not able to play with myself. I am feeling lost, guilty, vulnerable, distracted, stressed and certainly very submissive. I hated having to lick up my cum from my hand, but I knew that was what you required. I've licked up my cum before, but only with someone there to offer 'encouragement', but I managed to complete my task by imagining you whispering in my ear to "be a good boy and lick up all your mess."

Mistress, thank you for allowing me extra access to my cock this weekend. You are very generous and I confess I rather overindulged, spending a large part of the day touching myself yesterday - sometimes wanking hard with my cock in my hard and then forcing myself to stop at the last minute, sometimes humping the mattress in my hotel room, and sometimes just enjoying the feeling of my erection pressing against my sun lounger while I looked at the women around the hotel pool...

I really wanted to be allowed access to my cock all weekend, but I was so horny that I just had to cum last night. In the end I decided to masturbate knowing that I was going to cum. I put a plate on the floor, knelt in front of it, and stroked my cock hard and fast until I spunked all over the plate. Again, I then had the humiliating task of licking up my cum but it felt slightly better from the plate than from my hand. I hope it is OK to consume my cum in this way, Mistress?

[Yes, it is okay. All methods are acceptable, unless instructed otherwise, as long as the genuine effort is made to catch and consume as much as possible. I prefer the messiness of licking it off a hand, to the neatness of a shot glass, however, there is something quite sexy about the idea of seeing it sprayed across a plate, like a piece of modern art, before you have to lick it up.]

I was hoping that I would sleep better and feel satisfied after wanking, but of course I woke up hard and horny again today, with no permission to even touch myself until Tuesday.

Mistress, I've been a good boy and stuck to the masturbation schedule that you set. I wouldn't dare to complain, but I do feel scared that this is just getting more and more difficult. I've realised that after Tuesday my next chance to masturbate won't be until the following Monday! I know I've been a chronic masturbator in the past, and I'm really grateful to you for controlling my obsessive wanking, I just hope I can keep to the schedule you've set.

panty freak

Three-Ring Circus Shopping Report by azpanties

2011-05-07T11:36:00.000-07:00

NOTE: The links in this story go to explicit pics on the JT Stockroom website showing (on some very hot cocks) how each ring is worn. To say that they are NSFW is an understatement!
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Dear Mistress:

As You instructed i went shopping at a few adult shops on Thursday night for the coveted Three Ring Circus Cock Ring, and a few other things. Doing this while wearing a black lace thong and Your cock held firmly in place with a chrome ring was quite a turn on!

The first shop that i visited had a decent selection of cock rings but no Three Ring Circus. i found the Double Ring that You had mentioned that you liked and went ahead and picked that one up. i then went to the lingerie section and began looking for Your favorite stockings.

There were plenty of items to choose from and luckily the ones You like were there. Sheer black thigh-highs with lace tops..yum! i can't wait for You to see them on me.

i then found a sales associate to discuss the cock ring situation. i asked her about the Three Ring Circus, described what it looked like, and how it worked, she was very interested to say the least. We walked back to the checkout counter. She checked the store's inventory and told me that they have never stocked anything like that, but she would talk to the manager when he was in. Strike one! i bought the cock ring that You liked and the stockings, and was on my way.

The second store that i visited was just a few miles away. Since i had been to both of these stores before i knew exactly where i needed to go. Walking directly to the cock ring section, they had basically the same selection as the previous store: chrome, rubber...leather...but nothing as fancy as a Three Ring Circus!

The lingerie section was a little better. They had a few cute costumes (schoolgirl...nurse...french maid) that i made a mental note of perhaps for later, and the same selection of stockings. i asked the sales lady about the elusive cock ring that i wanted and again was met with a puzzled look. She did the same thing and checked her stores inventory list and that came up empty as well. Strike two!

Those are the two main stores in my area as most of the others are small mom and pop shops, and i can't find any REAL fetish stores here. It looks like online might be my best bet to buy the Three Ring to wear for you.

Thank you for the wonderful shopping assignment, Mistress!

Yours,

az

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After reviewing his shopping report, and having him model his new Double Ring and Stockings for my pleasure, I gave azpanties permission to purchase the Three Ring Circus online. We looked at several websites together and agreed on the one at JT Stockroom. They always have awesome quality, and they had the best price too! He ordered it late Friday night/early Saturday morning, so I'll be seeing him in it soon!

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Photos:
http://www.stockroom.com/Chrome-Triple-Ring-P445.aspx?ref=6441809
http://www.stockroom.com/Double-O-Cock-Ring-Set-P468.aspx?ref=6441809
http://shop.funlove.com/store/product/223033/Silicone-Stay-Ups-Sheer-Black/

Intimate Reward Beltane Report by very good boy, azpanties

2011-05-04T19:29:00.000-07:00

I mentioned that from my experiences last year, it would be difficult to find flowered scrunchies for my Beltane assignment, yet most of you boys waited until only a day or two before the event to begin your shopping. azpanties impressed me by doing what several others should have done:

First, he ordered the one that I said I liked best in my blog post, including expedited shipping as he was ordering it less than a week in advance.

Then, as he entered the weekend without a scrunchie, he went shopping in some of his local stores to see what they had in case it did not arrive in time.

Luckily it was delivered on Saturday, just in time for him to model it for me. I had already decided to give him a reward for being a good boy by allowing him to listen to the recording of me being pleasured by one of my boys as much as he desired as he performed my Beltane assignment. In addition, I was so delighted that someone had finally purchased the suggested scrunchie, and so enjoyed him modeling it for me, that I also gave him the gift of my intimate time and pleasure.

Thank you to azpanties for helping me begin the holiday in proper style. ;-)
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Dear Mistress:

Thank You for the wonderful Beltane assignment, i really enjoyed it.

my Mayday started on March 31st at exactly 9:40pm. (It was already past midnight for You.) You were tired and we were wrapping up our conversation on IM when You decided that You wanted to see the flowered scrunchie that i had bought...which happened to be Your favorite!

You directly said "Go get Your headphones and get ready to cam." The tone in those words was quite a turn on for me! i really enjoyed the way You made me pose just the way You like, making sure my panties were positioned just right..and Your cock was decorated the way You wanted it! You made me take multiple pictures so You could get exactly the one that You wanted! i loved all the attention, and posing for you.

With the pictures done, we were both more than turned on and You made me edge for Your pleasure! Anything for my Mistress! Listening to You..Your voice, Your moans..brings Your cock to fast attention. Stroking myself in panties...decorated...precum was flowing...i was not allowed to cum, but the dribbling tasted delicious! Thank You! Needless to say it was a restless night of half sleep!

As soon as i awoke...Your cock...was already working on its second edge! Laying there under covers, still drowsy from sleep i began to stroke myself again. Thinking of the previous night, i reached edge 2 very quickly..precum lapped up.

A few hours later, after i had showered, which was the only time i removed the scrunchie, it was finally time for a 3rd edge. Stripping down to my favorite black mesh panties, i began to listen to the recording that You had sent me...WOW...instant erection! When You said "Mine" with authority, the precum started flowing. It was time to stop before something bad happened!

My fourth and fifth edges happened within 15 minutes of each other later in the evening.

Looking at the clock, i wanted to cum for May Day at 9:40pm on May 1st...exactly 24 hours after my first one. As the time approached, i was preparing myself...panties tucked neatly under my balls...flowered scrunchie decorating Your cock...on my knees..listening to Your moans on tape..I said Your boy, Mistress...Your cock, Mistress...Your pleasure, Mistress and spewed my cum into my hand. i sucked my cum from my hand..savoring every last drop..just as Mistress likes it! Collapsing, i soon drifted off to sleep, content in my mind that i had made my Mistress happy!
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Scrunchie photo: http://www.amazon.com/Smoothies-Embroidered-Flower-Scrunchie-Black-00694/dp/B003C1RVO2