Using a strap-on is as much of a psychological
experience as a physical sensation.
My submissive male asked me just this morning if I orgasm or not
when I use his ass for my pleasure and if so if the orgasm is due to the physical
stimulation I receive while thrusting or if it is psychological.
The reality is for me it is both.
From there I began to contemplate the different realities of strap-on
play my way and for my pleasure.
Hence I share my reality with you in scene related ways:
To begin a scene with
the sub on his (her to be inserted if you prefer) knees, collared
and leashed and awaiting instructions in
how to be a pleasing cock sucker can be an interesting diversion
from the simple "on your back slut!"
Taking the hard black phallus in my hand I like to stroke it with
a mean looking fist as my voice lowers with my expectations. Being
explicit on what I expect in the worshipping of this tool of torment
or pleasure. Locking eyes with him as my lips curl into a smile
that can be read in any way. Seldom does it show softness yet the
twinkle can take his breath away.
I pull firmly upon the leash, forcing the submissive to cover
the short distance between us on his knees until I have directed
his mouth over the cock with my hand on the back of his head and
the leash tight in my grip. Telling him when to open his mouth,
how to take me slowly and respectfully, deeply, softly and passionately.
I teach him how to use his teeth in a delicate way, up and down
the shaft. Explaining why the head needs special attention to please
me. Directing him to worship this phallus with butterfly kisses
and gentle licks as I torment him with the thought that this just
might be training for the day I will insist he entertain me with
the cock of a Dom in his slutty mouth.
The intake of his breath half in disbelief and half in an uneasy
desire is a huge turn on for me. I read him like the open book
he is and use all of his depravities against him for our mutual
pleasure.
I expect perfection in every lesson I teach and will keep him
sucking, kissing and licking until I see progress and reality in
his obedience.
Scenario’s to
consider:
I recline majestically upon the chaise lounge admiring my male
submissive as he washes the dinner dishes in my kitchen. The slim
contours of his naked body as he bends peacefully to the task he
has been given give me ideas that make me smile.
Knowing how absorbed my boy becomes when he works at my direction
I know any movements made by me will not be noticed.
I raise rose noiselessly
and with the stealth of a silent tigress I enter my bedroom to
begin the preparation for his surprise. I
strip to a black satin garter belt and night shade nylons, leaving
my 5" stiletto heeled Italian leather pumps on my small feet.
Leaning into the mirror I survey my reflection surreptitiously.
Satisfied that not a hair is out of place I return to the game
I wish to play.
Opening the drawer of the maple dresser I remove from its protection,
the black dildo and strap on that will weaken my boy in the knees.
In the back of my mind is the fact that he has never been subjected
to its use. I know it is a fantasy that he has long desired to
be subjected to my control in this manner. I also know fantasy
and reality will lock horns this evening. 
Stepping into the harness always fills me with a powerful feeling
that can be matched by no other toy.
Adjusting the silicone cock so that it stands like a god at my
disposal I take one last look at my image before turning and leaving
the room.
I stand like a goddess
who will not be denied my pleasure, observing my boy still lost
in his task. "Do not turn around slave boy," I
caution as I walk quickly to stand at his rear. My smile widens
as I see him tense in anticipation of the unknown. One leather
clad foot reaches out to spread his legs as my hand presses into
the small of his back directing him to bend over the sink spread-eagled
for my desires.
"Continue to wash the dishes my toy for your job is not yet
complete and do not be foolish enough to break a dish," I
coo silkily.
"Yes Mistress," he
replies submissively as he tries to concentrate on my command.
I lubricate the black cock with the butter on the sideboard with
the hand that did not hold my boy in his place. I spread his
cheeks and he feels the slippery silicone taunt him with its
impending invasion of his vulnerability.
"Are you ready
to allow me the pleasure of taking you in this fashion or are
you going to cause me to tie you to the table
for my game? I ask in my husky whispery way.
"OMG Mistress, I am so confused," he pants half in anticipation,
half in trepidation. “I would not consider denying you any
pleasure my body can bring to you."
Mentally bracing himself for an assault upon his manhood the submissive
tries consciously to continue washing the dishes as instructed
by my domination.
Taking both of his slim hips into my strong hands I position him
for penetration. Slowly and carefully I allow the head of the cock
to pierce his ass. My boy moans at the pain he was not expecting
and I keep still almost long enough for him to catch his breath
before pulling him back to my captivity.
"You are owned
property my toy and I will use you for my amusement as you serve
me this night in the kitchen."
"Yes Ma'am," he
moans.
I begin slow movements of my hips that give him a bump and grind
sensation as I grind my body into his. Each movement is careful
and cautious yet controlling as I take him to a new level of submission.
His position is precarious as he fights to hold his balance while
continuing to finish his chore.
I smiled to myself when
he drops a glass back into the water. "Be
careful my toy.”
I caution.
When his moans became
moans of pleasure I reach around his body and take my cock into
my hands…feeling his lust throbbing
for release I withdraw from his ass and instruct him to take the
glass from the sink and cum into it for my entertainment.
Always obedient and
horny beyond belief my boy dips both hands back into the soapy
water capturing the glass in slippery hands. “Turn
around so that I may have the joy of watching you perform for me," I
smile.
On command he turns
and takes the beauty that is the cock I have claimed long ago
into his strong hand. With each stroke he feels
impending release crying for satisfaction. His eyes remained locked
with mine awaiting my silent approval for the moment he craves
so badly. I always know when he is almost beyond control... when
that moment arrives he hears me say. "STOP!" he can't
believe it. His knees shake as an almost painful emotion comes
over his body so awash in the agony that has run rampant under
my control.
"Begin again...long
slowwwwww...torturess strokes will please your Mistress very
much."
He closes his eyes trying
with all his passion not to disappoint me this night. I can sense
his tension in the tightness of his
belly muscles and the agony in his breathing as I give the command...."CUM
NOW!"
With a scream of pure
pleasure that can not be denied my boy comes like never before
filling the bottom of the soapy glass with the
perfection of his fluid. "You have made me proud my boy and
I adore you for it," I commented as I lovingly stroked his
flushed cheeks. He falls to his knees and wraps his arms around
my legs in exhaustion as I quietly stroked his head lovingly.
Such an easy scene...already set up by the day to day task of
washing dishes!
A possible scenario for you...
Be dressed in a manner
that pleases you when he gets home…BUT
without the strap on! Build the play in stages for maximum impact.
You could hang the whip from a belt so that your hands are free
later if you wish but it is not vital. Have him get naked immediately
and cuff him....if you have a play collar...collar him as well.
Order him to have an enema (informing him that his ass is yours!)
(Important, very important)...some times relaxing is impossible
if either one of you are thinking of the embarrassment of a dirty
cock leaving the scene... (Strap on cock). The use of the strap
on can also cause a feeling like the bowels have to move so moving
them first will ensure that is not what stops the experience.
While he is obeying pace a little so he can get the sense that
you are impatient...slapping your hand from time to time with the
crop as you ignore him.
When you know that he is fully occupied with the enema slip into
the strap on and be waiting for him in a stance that looks confident
and perhaps just a little bitchy. Order him to his knees and instruct
him in the fact that he is now your little cock sucker and that
he had better perform up to your impossible standards. Grab a handful
of his hair firmly but gently and guide his mouth to the cock.
Instruct him how to service this cock in a way that amuses you.
If he is a good boy make him beg to be used anally...if his begging
seems authentic you could bend him over a table or couch and slowly,
with LOTS of lube, penetrate his ass. Do not forget the condom
which you could in fact have him place upon the cock for further
humiliation.
NOW…this I would
not recommend unless you have been training him for some time
with a butt plug...of course you can do the long
slow finger stretches but if you are looking for a dynamic scene
rather than just a butt fuck...
I cannot stress enough how important butt plug training is if
you are going to REALLY enjoy using the strap on. |
