All of my past training of him is paying off in a very practical way. When I’m that stressed, my sexual drive usually drops. So, I decided to do the same to him. I’ve kept him in chastity most of the time. Once a week, after punishment, I would have him kneel in front of the toilet and pump one out while I ridiculed his size and manhood.

Verbal abuse was a problem for me when we started but now one wicked harsh comment after another comes burbling up from some endless fountain of evil bitchiness I never knew was there. I feel a psychological release after such a session. I only gave him five minutes to complete his task but he was usually done in less.

I can’t believe I did this to him for weeks. I can’t believe it got me off but it did. When he finished I always demanded oral sex. The sight of him fisting himself so desperately while I berated him created in me enough interest to want an orgasm. That was about the sum of our sex life last semester.