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The last 24 hours have been really, really strange.

First, last night’s assignment was a doozy.  I was to stroke for 34 minutes, but for every minute I wasn’t on the edge of cuming, I would owe Mistress Trecia one clothespin on my cock and balls.  Just to start, I owed her a few because I couldn’t very well start on the edge.  As the time went on, the clock seemed to start ticking slower and slower as I rode the edge, shaking and desperately trying to hold on and not cum.  I think it was too much for my body, because around the 25 minute mark, my cock went completely limp.  I kept stroking, but knew that I was racking up those pins.  I finally got back in the swing about 6 - 7 minutes later and then added an extra 10 minutes of stroking to make up for it.  (I still confessed to Mistress and said I have 10 pins coming to me once we meet.)

While that was pretty intense, I had another experience the next day.  I had the day off for Presidents’ Day, so I was at home doing on some design work for Mistress when she popped up and we started to chat.  A few minutes in, she asked if I was stroking and I said no, because I wasn’t actively working at the moment (since we were chatting) and that would be a violation of her rules.  She then said that I could  ask to stroke and she would grant it if she was feeling generous.  I immediately asked if she would please let me and she agreed.

I had my webcam on in spy mode (where I set it up so Mistress can peek in on me while I work), so I knew that Mistress was watching me.  She then told me to grab my cell phone and called me a few moments later.  I was stroking in earnest while she egged me on calling me her stroke slut and asking if it felt good.  She also said that I never knew when she would be feeling generous, but that if she allowed me to cum, she would only give me 3 seconds to do so, so I’d better be right on the edge just in case.

That’s all it took to put me there and I started that delicate dance, riding the edge of orgasm without going over.  Since I was still incredibly horny from the previous night’s adventure, it took everything I could summon to restrain myself.  As Mistress continued to taunt me, I lost it and just started begging to cum.  I knew deep down that it wouldn’t happen and that I was disrespectful to ask, but I couldn’t help myself. 

I started by saying that I needed to cum, but Mistress said "do you need  to cum or do you want  to cum?"  When I changed my plea to "Please, I want to cum so bad" she just laughed at me again.  Part of me actually did need to cum, but was outweighed by the part of me that needed to please Mistress.  Eventually, I was shaking and tears were streaming down my face, partially from the struggle and frustration, but also because I was in full-blown subspace.  I was so far gone that, while I know I was grunting and pleading, I don’t even know if I was speaking English at that point. 

She then abruptly told me to stop, then wished me a good day and hung up.  Immediately afterwards, Mistress IMed me again and asked if i was wiping tears out of my eyes.  (She hadn’t realized up until then that I had been crying.)  She, of course, said how hot she thought that was and thanked me for helping her wake up.  Sigh  Anything for Mistress.

The weirdest thing came later in the day when my wife came home.  Her and her mom have been fighting quite a bit lately and they had been trading barbed e-mails all day long.  My wife immediately pulled out the vodka on her arrival and started getting drunk.  After a few drinks, she came over, jumped into my lap, and asked if I was horny.  Mistress has been trying to get me to be firm with her and express what I want and expect very explicitly, so I told her to go upstairs, get naked, and get in bed.

I managed to bring her to two and a half orgasms (one with my fingers and one orally with a little actual sex throw in), but for the third she said she wanted to watch me stroke while she finished under her own hand.  (She really likes to watch me masturbate, especially when she knows it’s her that is arousing me.)  Fortunately, since she had commanded it, Mistress waived the three strokes unsanctioned touching usually brings. 

The really weird bit came after sex when we started talking.  My wife asked if I was satisfied since I obviously hadn’t cum.  (I had managed to save that for Mistress.)  I told her that I hadn’t cum in almost two weeks but briefly explained edge play.  She fortunately didn’t think to ask why I was doing it, which is good because I didn’t have an easy answer for that one.  We also continued our discussion from over the weekend about me exploring my submissiveness and she asked if I’d mind her reading the Freaks4Fetish forum to get more information.  I agreed with the caveat that I wouldn’t reveal my forum identity to her and she accepted the terms.  Hopefully, the info there will help her begin to understand what I am.

Finally, I just received tonight’s assignment from Mistress.  Compared to the last few nights, this one will be a nice change.  I have to stroke to the edge while worshiping the scraps of worn panties she included in the goody bag.  Since I’m already all warm and glowy from my interactions with Mistress, this will just bring us a little closer.