You're so much of a toilet for me that you can't help yourself -- you'll do *anything* when you're underneath my ass, ready to consume my kaviar. Anything. Even if that means...making sweet masturbatory love to my chocolate? Even if that means fucking a pocket pussy of my dookie? Get ready to get hard for my ass waste, bitch. This is exactly the explicit sort of instruction you need.

You're so clearly enamored with our armpits. A weakness, if you will. And Helena Locke and I know exactly how to manipulate that. We want to take advantage of your vulnerabilities...for our own financial benefit. Fall deeper into worship as our armpits overtake you. Open your wallets for us.

It's been so long since slave g has come around for his regular beating, and I'm excited to put him in his place. His skin is bare of marks, but that will surely change by the time I'm finished with him. I start off with a leather strap, whipping his back and ass red... and that's just a warm up.

My subby hubby gimpy is once again strapped into the smotherbox, a piece of human furniture for me to sit on. But more than (or less than) even a piece of human furniture -- today, he's my cuckold. He's going to lie there like a good boy, knowing his fate that I'm getting ready for a hot date while he lays in bondage at home. And he's so easy to tease and deny when he's locked up in a micro chastity device that pushes his dicklet into a pussy, just like a good cuck should have.

You silly little bitch. You love Asian women. You go weak for us, your eyes go googly-eyed, and you can't help but obey us. Look at me, how can you refuse me? Look at my hot little body teasing and taunting you. Don't you wish you could fuck me? Don't you wish you could touch me? You'll have to please me first, though. Show me how badly you want to be with me...with your wallet. I want to see how hard you can get for me by sending to your perfect Asian Goddess.

I start to get ready to see my bull as my cuckold hubby lays underneath my ass. I sit on his face, adjusting myself while I apply makeup and get my hair ready. How utterl torturous for him that he can't even see how hot I am. He can only feel my ass facesitting him and how my tight my thong is around my pussy. I tease him about the hot sex I'm about to have with my boytoy while he lays locked and chaste at home...

After a generous warm up, I'm itching to get to the real sadism. I pull out my signal whip, ready to flay his back and ass to piece. Stroke after stroke, lightning fast and with deft precision on his body causes him to howl in pain. He will need to learn how to take every crack like a good bitch.

Look at my combat boots, and look at yourself, on the ground already and ready to be trampled over. I want you to gaze upon these boots that are ready to squash you flat. How does it feel having my whole body standing on you through these boots, stomping on your balls and your stomach over and over? I want to see how much you'll take for me as I walk all over you.

I can see how excited my cuckold subby is in his sissy pussy chastity device. I grind on his face in my lingerie, commanding him to sniff my ass and pussy and realize that this is as close as he can get to me. I'm about to go out and get fucked hard, and he better relish the scent and smell of my unfucked pussy and ass. I want him to memorize that smell so he can get a good before and after. I love teasing and taunting him with what he can't have. And then I head off for my fuck appointment...

My beginning strokes on my little signal whip were just the beginning. It's time to take out my five foot bullwhip (measuring a total of 7 ft from handle to cracker). I snap it a couple of times, striking the fear of Goddess into him and reminding him who's boss. And then it's time to break his back, striking him with expert strokes from my long whip.

All the women at the gym have caught you staring a bit too long. We see how you sniff the air as we walk by, desperate to get a whiff of our post-gym body odor. You're a gross little creature, aren't you? You're so hungry for our body funk and our pheromones. Is that the only reason you're at the gym? Well we've decided on a punishment for you -- now you're going to be our communal gym toilet. We're installing you in the locker rooms so that you'll get up close and personal with everybody's sweaty asses. Good luck!

PART I "It's latex glove playtime with my chaste gimpy today! His body is strictly bound in leather belts, leather corset, latex gloves, and latex toe socks, and I have his cock restrained in a chain mail chastity device. I love the new chastity device -- it is malleable underneath my fingers and feels delicious when I run my lubed latex gloves over it. So of course, it's time to tease him... Oh, did he really think he was just going to get teased? His balls are ripe for the squeezing now that they're so neatly presented by the chastity device. I run my slick gloved fingers over them, squeezing and tormenting him while stroking his cock through the chain mail. And as his cock gets harder, the chain mail pinches and stings even more..." PART II I continue edging my bound and chaste gimpy. I can't keep my gloved hands off of him now that he is extra vulnerable like this. And of course, I can't resist giving him a couple of spicy slaps and squeezes on his perfectly presented balls. What can he do about it? It's not like he can resist me now that he's entirely helpless. And once my ass is seated on his face, he's really in no position to say no. I get him harder and harder -- the chain mail chastity device pinches his cock with every squeeze of my hand. What a silly situation he's found himself in, suffering as he gets harder under my edging touch. PART III As gimpy gets harder and harder, I up the ante on my tease. I stroke and stroke and stroke with my lubed up gloved hands, delighting in how the chainmail chastity device causes him so much discomfort. Each pinch and squeeze of the device has him in utter confusion as he gets harder and softer from pleasure and pain. When I squeeze his cock with more tension, he struggles under the stinging pain of the device. Of course it pleases me that he suffers this much in chastity. For me to spend this much time on his genitals, I need to find entertainment in his genital pain. PART IV. In an unprecedented bout of generosity, I've decided to release gimpy from his chainmail chastity prison. I lever out the lock...only to put on a new toy around his cock. A cock sheath to numb out all sensation on his penis. It looks like a cock, but he won't be able to feel my seductive touches through that thick silicone... nor will he feel the warmth of my mouth and the texture of my tongue as I suck him off. This is the ultimate tease and denial. PART V. Now that the cock sheath is fully fitted onto gimpy and I can rest assured that he can't feel anything, I command him to look at me while I suck off his covered cock. Confronted with the image of me deepthroating his covered cock while his cock remains unpleasured, he groans in denial and arousal. He can't feel the sheath hitting the back of my throat or my tongue licking the tip. He can't feel the warmth of my mouth or the wetness of my spit. All he can feel is my hand gripping his balls, tugging on them taut while I take all of his numb cock into my mouth. PART VI. I've got gimpy right where I want him: in complete tease and denial. He groans in disbelief at the sight of me sucking on his sheathed cock -- it's something I never do, so of course the only way I would ever take his penis in my mouth is if I can deny him fully with feeling the sensation. Despite all of that, my vigorous sucking has produced somewhat of a rubbing action inside the sheath. The penis sheath moves up and down on his cock, inadvertently pleasuring him while I'm busy sucking and stroking him off. No worries -- it's nothing a little vigorous ball tugging and squeezing won't fix to remind him that I am constantly in control and power. PART VII. After all that edging torment, it's time for a smelly little treat for my gimpy. I've taken a wizz into this bubbler to attach onto a gas mask, ensuring that the only thing gimpy will smell is the fresh scent of my golden shower. Each inhale bubbles up the bubbler, overwhelming him with my scent, and naturally, my fragrance gets him harder and harder. It's time to actually edge him now... PART VIII. My gimp is so, so, so very on edge after all the build up and teasing. I barely have to lay a single finger on his cock to feel it twitching with the desire for release. I know it'll be too easy to make him cum. I'd rather prolong the torment. So I gently stroke him with my latex gloved hands. Oh-so-lightly, just enough for him to feel it... before rudely interrupting it with some cock slapping. And I give him a dangerous proposition: either he cums and has his orgasms ruined for the next several months, or he doesn't cum and is allowed some normality. Will he be able to make the right choice oonce I start applying actual pressure on his cock through my hands? Once I begin firmly stroking him to near-completion? The desire to orgasm with my teasing grip and the scent of my golden through the gas mask bubbler might be too much for him to take... PART IX. I can feel gimpy getting so hard. Harder than I've ever felt. I rub my gloved hands over his cock and feel it growing stiff in my hands, getting harder and harder and harder. I remind him of our proposition: if he cums, he won't have a normal orgasm for six months, and if he doesn't cum, I'll allow him the privilege of normal orgasms. You and I know that logic won't apply here, though. The feeling of my hands around his cock is too intense. He's been teased and denied for too long as of this point, and of course he needs to explode. I do my best to push his orgasm back, ballbusting him again and again and again, each time more viciously in the last in hopes that his orgasm can calm down. Alas, he is too weak, and he cums spontaneously -- only to have me viciously punch his balls again and again right upon explosion. As punishment for his cumming, a little post-orgasm torture. I plug his cock into the Venus 2000 milking machine and suck his cock off until it turns flaccid. He's sensitive and overstimulated, but who cares? Such is the life of a gimp.