Beep! Beep!

I scramble for my phone. It’s her!

“Hi Sub!

Did you miss me?

Well done on your photo assignments. Looks like fun, and maybe a bit of pain?

Time for some edges now. Let’s get that cage off. Let’s get that sleeve on. Let’s get going.”

And so we did. We revisited all the edges from before – sleeve, frenulum, humping. All with the butt plug buzzing away this time. All under her command. All feeling wonderful, and with that extra something that comes from being under her direct control. Then two hard edges with my hand. I can’t believe how hard I am. And sooo close.

“Right slut, time for a countdown. Remember, no cumming until I reach zero. Tell me when you are hard and ready. Tell me when you are on the edge. You have to cum within two seconds of me saying zero, so make sure you are as close as you can be.”

A couple of quick strokes and I am there. “Ready Mistress!”

“10

9

8”

Oh, this is slow. This is going to take all my fortitude to last. Slow down, but keep on edge.

“7

6,5,4”

Oh god, she has sped up, I am nearly there. I can’t judge it though, no way of knowing how close to being allowed to cum I am.

“3”

Sooo close. Just hold on!

“2”

Sooo close.

“STOP. Hands off”

WHAT! Oh my god. I was so close. My cock is just throbbing. Pulsing. Waving about in the air.

“Get that ice water, get that cock back in the cage. NOW”

Noooo! I have a raging hard on. I am desperate for relief. I need to finish. I am not allowed.

I plunge it into the water. It shrivels up. I cram it back in the cage.

“I’m back in the cage, Mistress.”

“Send a photo of it. Now.”

I snap a photo. I send it off.

“Good. Sweet dreams, slut”

“Thank You, Mistress. Your devoted, Sub”

Another night in the cage! Nooo. I can’t take this. But I have no choice.

I send my nightly message to Mistress. I thank her for my edges. I thank her for my fun.

I struggle to get to sleep. And when I get there, I struggle to stay asleep! As hard as I can get. My Mistress in my thoughts.

I get through. And when I do, I check my phone. There is my morning message.

“Morning Sub!

Hope you made it through the night.

You can remove the cage. But no stroking.”

Finally, out of the cage. Thank you, Mistress!

I get on with my day.

Beep! Beep!

“Sub, Edge. NOW. Tell me when you are there.”

Oh, wow! I fumble about for my rapidly hardening cock. I stroke it. I edge, I message her.

“Good. Chat later”

I get on with my day.

Beep! Beep!

“Sub, Edge. NOW. Tell me when you are there.”

I have to leave the room first. Hurry to the bathroom. Stroke, edge, message.

“Good. Chat later”

What is going on? My day is harder already!

Beep! Beep!

“Sub, Edge. NOW, Tell me when you are there.”

I am in a meeting. I text her to tell her.

“OK. Tell me as soon as you are free. Edge then. Tell me when you are there.”

It takes about 30 mins. I hurry off to the bathroom. Message. Edge comes quickly. Message. It is taking longer and longer for my cock to go down after the edges.

“Good. Chat later”

The afternoon drags. Work finishes.

Beep! Beep!

“Sub, Edge. NOW, Tell me when you are there.”

A few quick strokes and I am on edge. Message.

“Good. Another, NOW. Tell me when you are there.”

I’m pretty much there already Mistress! Edge, message.

“Good. Another, NOW. Tell me when you are there.”

Arrgh. I am almost cumming. Edge. Message.

“Good. Now be ready at 8pm”

8pm. Beep! Beep!

“Sub, I want you in a slave pose. Let’s go for pose 5 off the chart. I need a picture (it can be from behind). Stay there until I release you. Think of me.”

I get into the pose. I snap my pic and send it off. And wait. I start thinking about Mistress. I worship her. My cock gets hard.

Time passes. My cock softens.

Time passes. Will she release me?

Beep! Beep! Hard again!

“Good boy. Now, go and get a condom. Get your cock nice and hard. Get the condom on.”

I get one out of the packet. Roll it down my throbbing, aching, desperate cock.

“Look at me sub.”

I pull up a picture.

“some slow strokes. Get to the edge. Tell me when you are there.”

Some long, slow strokes. I am already there really, but I want to feel myself a little more.

“I am there, Mistress”

“Good, another countdown then. No cumming until zero.

10

9,8,7

6,5,4

3”

Aaagh, this is torture. Come on! I am so, so close. I need this so, so badly. Come on! I am moaning out for this.

“2

1

Zero. Cum. Cum. Cum”

Bang! My body shakes. What feels like spurt after spurt is filling the condom. My whole body feels electric. I am screaming, moaning, sighing. It goes on and on. I am panting heavily.

“Good boy.

Now, roll that condom off carefully. Don’t spill a drop. Swallow it down. Thank me for it”

I do. There feels like a lot, although probably not compared to porn stars you see in clips. It is still warm!

“Thank You Mistress! Thank you for my edges, my strokes, my orgasm, my taste. Thank You!”

…..

Some time later I write my nightly message. I tell her she means everything to me. I am struggling to get through the days without her messages. It is so exciting, I am so desperate to please her. I am so lucky she gives me any of her precious time. I am so happy to give up control to her. I am so proud to be able to call myself her Sub.