Ultimate cock tease

J moved his wrists and his ankles. All his limbs were bound to the swivel chair. His legs to the central rod and his hands tied behind the back of the chair. He was naked and exposed. He had been waiting for twenty minutes. In actual fact he had been waiting far longer than that.

Three weeks before he had met Sabrina and as a parting gift she had locked his cock and balls in a chastity device. When he had arrived this morning Sabrina’s maid had directed him to strip before tying him to the chair. His arms and legs were relaxed but his cock was already straining in anticipation.

J heard the door open behind him. He quivered a little. Then he heard Sabrina’s slow measured steps. Her heels clacking on the hardwood floor. He sensed her behind him moments before he smelt her perfume. Then he felt her hot, soft breath on the back of his neck. His body arched and he let out a moan of frustrated yearning. He felt the breath on his neck and then felt it move closer to his ear. The next few moments with Sabrina’s breathing slowly near his ear were pure, agonising bliss. Then, a pause.

‘Miss me?’

J could barely talk and all that came out of his mouth was a strangled groan. Sabrina stood up, as she did so she ran a leather gloved finger along J’s left arm. The touch was like electricity and J found his hips gyrating.

Sabrina walked around in front of him. She stood hands on hips smiling down at her bound slave. She was wearing, soft black leather gloves, a mid-thigh length black mac, sheer black seamed stockings and a pair of kitten heeled Louboutins.

Sabrina leaned forward, bending at the waist so that her mouth was at J’s ear. Her left arm was resting casually on J’s shoulder and her right rested on the chastity device.

Breathing slowly in J’s ear Sabrina said, ‘I imagine that after a few days of chastity you must be busting, down there.’ She tapped the end of the chastity device sending a sharp shock of pain through J’s cock and balls, ‘Oh, and in no little pain. Well, if you are a veeeery good boy Mistress might give you a little reward.’

J tortured by pain and sexual longing nuzzled at Sabrina’s coat. Even through the rough material of the mac she was wearing J was sure he could feel the soft warmth of Sabrina’s skin and the smell of her. His cock strained at the device.

‘Yes, darling, I know, I know. It’s a terrible pleasure isn’t it. Mmm, yes, brush yourself against your mistress.’ Sabrina looked down, ‘Oh, look, even my little subbie’s nipples are erect and hard. Like a proper little lady. I might have to slutify you later.’

Slowly she stood up. J strained at his bonds to retain that moment longer of contract. Sabrina moved slowly but purposefully around the room. First she went to her handbag and produced a pair of nipple clamps joined by a chain. She then walked behind J who, despite his bonds, still craned to try to see her. The next moment J felt an agonising moment of pain as Sabrina snapped shut a clamp on his right nipple. Almost immediately J’s other nipple was given the same treatment.

‘Deep breaths, darling, deep breaths. Embrace the pain I am inflicting, let the chemicals work.

Sabrina stood up, pulling once on the chain as she stepped away. J yelped in pain but continued his deep breathing as instructed. Sabrina then slid a large full-length mirror in front of J. He could see his cock straining at the chastity device and also the glistening of pre-cum seeping out of the top of the device.

Sabrina angled the mirror before pulling out of her bag a rigid neck brace. She fixed the neck brace around J’s neck and came before him. Squatting down in front of J she instructed him to open his mouth. As J did as instructed Sabrina thrust a pair of panties into his mouth. She then tugged hard on the nipple chain. J’s agonised moan was muffled. ‘Good, I don’t want to bother the neighbours with your suffering, little subbie. However as a treat these panties are used. In fact they have been used twice. I was wearing them the other night when I had my black houseboy bull round. His cock is soooo big that I was creaming in my panties even before he was hard. Then when he had fucked me according to my commands I allowed him to wipe his big black dick on my panties. So you have a cocktail. Enjoy the taste.’

Sabrina stood to J’s right and slightly behind him. She was looking at the mirror. ‘Perfect’ she said to herself, and then to Johnny, ‘You are going to enjoy watching your mistress. It’s a treat and a reward for your chastity. However, as I value my reputation as a totally cruel bitch you won’t get the full experience. Just yet anyway.’ Sabrina then took off the necklace she was wearing. Hanging from it was a key. The key to J’s device. ‘Sabrina squatted down again in front of J. In a few deft movements J’s cock was released from chastity. Sabrina enjoyed the reaction. J’s cock sprang immediately to attention. Sabrina blew gently on he sub’s cock, ‘Look at that, how it dances for me.’ Sabrina then gripped J’s shaft and squeezed it tight. J tried to thrust into Sabrina’s hand. Sabrina immediately released her grasp. ‘No, no, no. I tell you when and if you can move.’ Sabrina slapped her sub’s cock really hard causing his entire body to jerk despite his being bound so tightly to the chair. Now let’s see just how desperately you’ve been missing me. Sabrina gripped the head of J’s penis and slowly, ever so slowly pulled his foreskin back over the head of his penis. Sabrina leaned back, almost admiring her own handiwork. ‘My, my, my. Not a massive cock by any means but I am quite sure I have never see such a purple, angry bell end. You have been missing me.’

Sabrina laughed and stood up. She resumed her previous place just to the side of and behind J’s right shoulder. She undid the belt of her mac and let it fall to the ground. The sound of the buckle hitting the floor caused J to jerk his head sharply to the right. Sabrina stood, hands on hips, her mac tantalisingly open. ‘Now, you see J, you have a choice. You can try and strain and pull some muscles looking at me directly. Or You can enjoy the view via the mirror. Now, I will give you a warning. If I think you are trying to look directly at me then I shall move a couple of inches further away. You still won’t be able to see me directly but also I will move slightly out of the line of the mirror.’ J moaned desperately, Sabrina laughed, ‘Yes, I am a cruel bitch aren’t I. But a bit warm also.’ Thus saying she eased her mac off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. She kicked it away. J concentrating hard on not turning his head gazed at Sabrina’s reflection. She had no clothes on under the mac. Instead she was wearing a pair of the tiniest panties and a black corset. The slim elegance of the lady in the mac had been replaced by the raw, powerful sexuality of feminine curves pinched and pushed by the corset. Her stockings were held up by an 8 strap suspender belt. She looked amazing and J could feel his cock and more pre-cum oozing even at her reflection.

Sabrina herself looked at the mirror. She ran her hands over her body. Ignoring J who was now almost panting through the pantie gag. Sabrina was enjoy how the corset enhanced her gym-toned body. While she ran her hands up and down her body she turned around. Now J could see the smooth run of her legs and could follow the seam of her stockings up to the rich full curve of her buttocks. She slowly bent forward, coiling her lithe body from the waist. J could see the curves of Sabrina’s buttocks emphasise even more as she bent forward. He could also see the slight bulge of her swollen pussy, caused by her delight in the torture of her submissive male.

J was almost weeping with frustration now. And Sabrina moved to stand behind him. He could feel the brush of her breasts on the back of his head. Her hands reached around, one went to the nipple clamp attached to J’s left nipple and she flicked it repeatedly, alternating hard and soft flicks, deftly mixing the degree of pain. Her other hand reached down and gently flicked J’s penis.

J moaned and leaned his head into his mistress’s breasts, arching his body in response to the conflicting signals he was receiving. The pain in his nipples intensifying the pleasure that Sabrina’s mere flicking of the head of his penis gave him. Then Sabrina suddenly stopped.

J whimpered through the gag. His eyes pleading at the reflection of his mistress in the mirror not to stop. He wanted her to bring back the pain in his nipples as much as the pleasure/pain to his cock.

Sabrina moved and collected her mac and belt. She put them on slowly and J was almost weeping with disappointment. However, his crushing disappointment soon turned to joy as Sabrina resumed her previous position.

Sabrina tugged at the nipple clamp. ‘She tugged a few times and J thrilled at the pain. He thrilled even more when Sabrina started flicking the end of his cock again. She leaned into him and whispered, ‘Five more flicks and then I think you will be there.’ With the certainty of her control Sabrina smiled as j’s heavily engorged cock squirted and spurted precisely on the fifth flick. J felt the pleasure tempered by the pain of his orgasm.

Sabrina stood up and admired her work. J was utterly spent, slouched in the chair falling against his bonds. Sabrina summoned her maid in. ‘Back in chastity for him now. Till next month.’