It’s been just a few days, and I can tell that the nudity denial is getting to him. He can guess how the last video is looking, after all, he made it almost by himself. I was just there to provide tits 🤭

Last night when I was laying horny in bed I was looking forward to have some more fun. While the session can’t ever come soon enough, I am partially glad it doesn’t. Maybe it’s sort of similar to denial, but it gives me time to contemplate, to look forward to, and to think ten times over what I want to do. 🤭Of course, there are days when things don’t go as I envisioned them, or when the day finally comes, I am in a completely different kind of mood, but that’s just life. And it’s the reason why I don’t usually tell him anything about my plans. He just has to go with his keyholder’s current whims. It’s adding a lot to the surprise element, because not even I am often certain what it will be about. 😄

As I was in the bed, imagining how it must make him feel, the burning desire to know, to see, the jealousy that other people actually can watch it anytime they want, I’ve discovered … (well, I discovered a lot of things, that I need to change panties for one 😅) that I like the idea of making the next time we see each other continuation of the last play. Of course, I didn’t want to just repeat what we did, that would be boring. But what about I kept him blindfolded again, but instead of him having complete access to my body and focusing on me, I used handcuffs and I focused on him. 🥵

I find the idea that he won’t see what’s going to happen, again, quite delicious. But this time he won’t be able to touch me, or lick me, or explore anything, but his own feelings. Because he’ll be tied and blindfolded, so it will be me, who’s going to do all the touching.

So that’s exactly what did. I turned the table, figuratively and literally, and secured his hands to the corners. Aww, my cute little pet, this time it will be me, who will have fun with your body. 😈 You won’t get to decide anything, so just enjoy anything I have for you, and just hope it’s going to be pleasant. 🤭It’s something I tell him, from time to time, but it’s hard for me to land a proper threat because he knows that I love controlling him through pleasure. Which I think can be just as, if not more, insidious. Pain is sharp and direct, it’s like a thunder. I like that it can surprise. So, I am not opposed to some dick slaps. Makes him twitch and recoil in a cute way. 😇 But usually, I just love making him lose his sanity. To edge, to make him long for me, make him fight (and lose) with every deep rooted male urge he has. To lead him to his personal hell, while making each step of the way feel like heaven. 😈

Chastity is such a trap. Being horny about ones inability to cum. How do you want to get out of it? Or better yet … do you even want to? Luckily, whatever answer to that question is, in any moment in time, it’s rather irrelevant, because that’s for the keyholder to decide. Because what’s going to happen if you can’t take it anymore, if you really “need” to cum? That’s right, pet, nothing. You can scream on the inside, if it helps. It probably doesn’t. But don’t worry, your orgasm doesn’t go in vain, I’ll have them all for you 😈