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Stroke Slut

Last night, I had a wonderful session with Mistress Trecia. 

She told me a few days ago to be prepared to "meet" via webcam on Thursday night and we finally connected around midnight.  I had set my den up in "shrine" mode with my mat down on the floor and some lube and a towel near by.  While I IM with Mistress all day long most days, it’s still a rush to hear her voice greet me with a sultry "hello, boy".

After a little bit of small talk, she told me to grab my cock and the taunting began.  She asked if i was her little stroke slut, and I answered "Yes, Mistress".  She laughed, then told me to lube up and start stroking.  While stroking, she started the teasing and taunting, at times simply echoing back my frustrated groans and then laughing at me.  She also asked if I was ready to cum (and I so completely  was), then laughed and said "well, I’m not going to let you" then laughed again.

She let me stop to catch my breath, but then asked if I had my toothpaste handy.  I told her it was upstairs in the bathroom and she said to go get it.  When I got back, she told me to pour some in my hand and start stroking again.  After about 4 strokes, the burn of that evil cinnamon Crest kicked in and let out a deep moan as my cock swelled involuntarily to the catalyst of the pain.  Mistress laughed, telling me I was such a nice little pain slut.  She even mentioned some new tortures she might try out, like abusing my cock by sliding a lip gloss brush up inside my urethra.  (She taunted that it was the closest my cock would ever get to her luscious lips.)

As I continued stroking, the pain grew along with my frustration and my moans and groans and whimpers became more desperate, telegraphing every sensation and emotion pouring through my body.   Through my earpiece, I could hear Mistress becoming more and more aroused, her moans no longer a taunting mimic of my own.  I can’t remember her becoming so excited in any other session and I nearly lost it and came just at the thought of the effect my suffering was having on her.  As a sub, being able to provide Mistress pleasure is the greatest reward I could receive.

I couldn’t take it any more and started pleading for Mistress to let me stop.  (It sounded more like "p…ph…please….Mm….Muh……Mistress….")  She finally let me stop and I had to steady myself as my head was swimming from the over stimulation and welled-up frustration at being so close but denied that sweet release.

Mistress told me to clean up and rest well, then hung up.  A few minutes later, she IMed me to say that she was off to finish cumming about 5 times ("more than enough for both of us").  Reading that, my burning, aching cock was fully erect and bobbing in the air again and I was filled with a sense of pride for being able to please Mistress in such a way. 

After putting away my shrine, I laid bed, my cock still burning from the toothpaste despite my best efforts to wash it off, and drifted off savoring the afterglow from my time in subspace.

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