Laughable requests

Very briefly, I am naked but for my bedroom platform mules. I find my bitch. Typically he has gone many weeks without orgasm. I throw poses in front of him and he watches, torturing himself. Then I ask if he has any laughable requests.

He asks first, one at a time, for a few things I will never, ever allow. While he is almost certain these things are gone forever, he can’t accept they are, so he asks, ever hopeful. Then he moves to things I am likely to grant once every few months. In this laughable request session, after a couple of refusals of such things, he then asked, “Please Mistress, please may I kiss and caress your beautiful bottom for a few moments, please Mistress?‘ I pondered for a while, and then said he may. He was overjoyed. He knelt behind me and began his very respectful caressing and dry-pecking-kissing.

He was making noises of gratitude and ecstasy. I felt like a cruel ice-queen, thinking how low I have driven him from a couple of decades ago, when those noises were because, perhaps, I was allowing him to take me from behind, say. Now those noises were for being allowed to worship my butt cheeks. Then I started a slow countdown, “Ten……nine……eight…..“. He begins to panic and his ardor becomes more passionate and desperate.

Then the real cruelty, as with one of the examples above, I miss out some numbers, after, ‘eight’, comes ‘four, then three.‘ He begins to emotionally sob as he kisses and caresses. I get to ‘one‘, and I walk away. Almost always in such circumstances I must walk away to my bedroom for an orgasm; he can hear. No doubt as he does he is thinking of the many, many weeks since he has had an orgasm, thinking how long he has been locked in his tiny chastity tube. He himself, probably shamefully thinking how low I have driven him, thinking that what he just did is now such a treat for him. Poor submissive bitch.

But when the suffering has faded, he will no doubt be as much as awe of me as ever, and so grateful that, unlike so many unfortunate subs, he truly is having his craving met of: being helplessly in the power of a pitiless, cruel dominant. It’s just that there is such a high price to pay for that!