Little Boy Blue Balls-Part 2

The night after Mistress dismissed me, she told me to report to her as soon as possible. I messaged her as soon as I was home from work and she made me edge again and again for her. This time she started showing her parts of her I had never seen. Her pussy was glorious and she was wet when she played with herself again.

“Edge again, slut” she demanded and I rubbed my boy cock vigorously and leaked a little precum. “Eat your precum” she said and I hesitated. She stopped playing with herself and got very close to the camera and whispered “you will eat it, or you will suffer for weeks on end with no release.” Her whispering a threat was more threatening to me than if she had yelled it. I complied with her wishes. A small taste of precum on my tongue and a quick swallow was easier than I thought. I was extremely salty though.

Mistress Rayvyn smiled at my compliance and resumed masturbating to tease me, her fingers gliding up and down from clit to vagina. She edged me at least 6 times more. I lost count because it had taken everything not to explode all over myself while she watched me in return. She taunted me while we played together saying things like “you see this pussy? You will never get a chance to fuck it.” With sadness in my voice I told her in response “I’d love to worship your pussy, Mistress. I know I am not big enough to satisfy you or worthy enough to try and enter you.” “You’re damn right you’re not worthy. You’ll probably never even get a taste” She told me with a long laugh. All the while she continued to edge me. The control she had over me was powerful. My mind became mush and I was fully at her mercy. She could tell from my face that she had me where she wanted me.

“You have a choice and I want you to make a decision while you edge for me again. You can either make a promise that if I allow you to cum, you will eat all of it or you choose to be locked in chastity until I feel like releasing you and trying again. Either way you are bound to eat your cum. Pun intended” she snickered.

Cum eating was unfortunately not a limit. She put me in quite a predicament. On the one hand I wanted to cum for Her and secondarily for me. I longed for it. On the other hand the taste of my precum made me worried I’d gag if I tried eating all of my cum.

She tapped her fingernails against her desk waiting for my choice. On edge I finally told her “I can’t do it Mistress, not today.” Her expression change from frustrated to disappointed. “Grab your chastity device and give me the serial number of your lock” she said. I felt awful for letting her down. My little boy blue balls were also bluer than ever. I locked myself in and gave her the serial number.

In addition to chastity, she had me slap my little balls with a wooden spoon repeatedly for my pain and her pleasure. She left me in chastity for two weeks. Then, she edged me some more. My little prick needed release so badly but after 10 times of edging me, she had me return to chastity. This repeated after two more weeks. There was no release for me. I was merely an edge toy for Mistress’ amusement. The torment was palpable. Her ability to toy with me and my longing for her control, her dominance had me stay in this proverbial torture chamber. Her pictures, video teasing, voice, eyes, hushed or loud commands, and even the ball smacks kept me coming back for more. To this day, I have yet to cum for her and it has been months. That is why my nickname is little boy blue balls.

About the Author

Mistress Rayvyn is a 37 year old native New Yorker who has been in the lifestyle for 20 years. Her hobbies include photography, singing, writing, reading, talking to people from around the world on various messengers, cooking, baking, and playing rpgs of all kinds.