Greetings from Colorado, where the men shave their legs and the women do not. I’ve moved in with Mistress Brianna for a little while out here and have been soaking up the sunshine. As you know, Mistress Jasmine is not in a new town for . . . → Read More: The Trouble with Cock Teasing New Houseboys]]>

Our new pet was initiated as a proper pantyslut, sporting a pair of indigo lacey stretch boyshorts. (Don’t you just love how boyshorts are anything but masculine?) Ah, there’s nothing like a little erotic humiliation to put a slave in the right mindset.

Freshly pink, he went about his duties of cooking and cleaning with remarkable efficiency despite Mistress Brianna’s and my constant teasing. The striped sissy apron he wore did little to conceal his aching cock which was edged several times for Our amusement.

Now, we gave him an apron for two reasons: 1) to remind him of his place and 2) because we directed him to cook bacon. Not that a little bacon spatter wouldn’t be a vastly entertaining form of CBT but Mistress chooses to be merciful in the beginning.

Our new footslave cooked us a delicious meal, then sat on his little pink cushion in the livingroom, rubbing our perfectly pedicured feet while we ate. We finished up with a lovely tease and denial session for our after dinner entertainment, complete with nipple clamps and ice cubes. Such a glorious afternoon.

All was well until later that night when I heard a terrible squealing noise from the shower. Mistress Brianna, famous for Her silky smooth alabaster skin, had been performing her nightly skin care ritual of slathering herself with coconut oil. She was none too amused to discover that, to a delirious cock-teased footslave, a glass jar of virgin coconut oil looks exactly like a bacon grease jar. She had covered her shapely shoulders, her beautiful breasts and lovely long legs in bacon grease!

Now I would have helped her scrub it off but I was paralyzed by the uncontrollable fits of laughter. Had our pet still been at the apartment, I would have made him lick it off, though this stunt earned him his new name- Kermit. (Seriously, have you ever noticed how much Mistress Brianna has in commmon with Miss Piggy? Blazing blue eyes, lucious curves, a mean karate chop…and now, they both smell like pork.) In fact, I’ll give 10 free minutes to anyone who sends Mistress Brianna some Miss Piggy paraphernalia before Halloween- i.e. blonde wig, feather boa, opera length gloves, sparkly shoes. (She is sooo going to kill me for that.) She’s so athletic, I can’t glamourize her alone and she doesn’t have a Halloween costume yet.

As for Kermit, I don’t suppose I’ll be too hard on him, after all, being teased by two sexy Mistresses is enough to make a submissive’s head explode. Of course if you think you’re man enough to handle both of Us at once, you can usually find Us on most nights after 8pm EST. Make sure you bring an apron, just in case.

Mistress

You have asked me to . . . → Read More: Mistress Teases Pantyslut at the Stripclub]]> Mistress sent Lacey, during his time as Slave for a Day, in chastity to the local stripclub, where Mistress had hand-picked a beautiful stripper skilled in the art of tease and denial. This is Lacey’s accounting of his adventure under Mistress’ firm, but gentle hand.

Mistress

You have asked me to share my experience this afternoon, after following your guidance in leading me to the gentlemen’s club. I should preface this by saying that we have been planning this idea for some time now and you helped me anticipate this. In addition, you held me in denial, in chastity for four long days, until last night-last night, you gave me an incredible teasing with your voice, images, and your touch on the vibe. You allowed me to unlock,and remove the sheath briefly while I lubed Your cock. As my erection grew,you forced me back into the cage, securing the strap, and finally locking me up, so I felt the intensity of your control. You teased me again, and i started begging to be released. You debated, knowing that our trip was planned for today. You made me promise that I would continue to want the arousal, and the teasing today, and that I would cage Your Cock again.

I promised these things to You, and You allowed me to take the cage off. You controlled my strokes, tormenting me, making me beg for denial,as you encouraged me to cum. I came and came, squeezing so hard, I was completely crazy feeling the pleasure of your last strokes and touches.

So how could I be ready again so quickly? This morning, as you requested, I put the cage on, and put the key around my neck. I slipped on two pairs of lace panties for you, to hold the cage in place. We IM’d during the day, as you prepared me. When the final instruction came through, I had no idea where I was going until then. I had mixed feelings. I was excited, nervous, and a little scared about what might happen.

It has been a long time since I went to a club. I never had a lap dance. You said you had taken special steps to find someone whom I might like, and you had shared things with her about what drives me crazy. As I left the office, to drive to the club, i was really nervous. As I got closer, you called, and ensured I was OK. In fact, you made me stay on the phone with the Bluetooth on, until you could see I was settled at the club. After checking through the front bouncer, I entered a dark room, nicely appointed. Very few people were there. A beautiful blonde woman was dancing on stage. I waited near the front, trying to find the Hostess. Eventually a very beautiful Latina girl approached me, “are you Lacey?” she asked. “I am Peaches. Come along with me.” She was wearing a black short top over a black bra, and black bikini panties. I was floating. As she turned to lead me, my eyes gazed down at her bottom, covered with sheer mesh material, beautiful lace patterns on the edge; her bottom, full and round and firm. She indeed was very beautiful.

Peaches took me to a side room with couches. No one was there. It was discrete, other than the music and windows along the side. As we stopped and looked at each other, I offered her the envelope you requested, and said, “Empress Jasmine asked me to give this to you…” She took it and nodded, and then pointed to a couch in the corner. She said to please sit and get comfortable. “I need to get some tokens..” I wasn’t sure what this was at first, but ultimately I saw they were coins to be used in a timer that kept track of the time she was dancing.

She returned and approached and asked me to relax. She moved toward me, kneeling on the couch, and straddling my leg. I shifted slightly to ensure she was comfortable. She looked at me and whispered, “Empress Jasmine says her Pantyslut has a key for me?”, as she lightly touched my thigh with her hand. I said yes. I pulled the chain and key up over my head and handed it to her.

She look at it, and asked, “what is that for?”

I replied, “It is for the cage that is holding me”. She smiled and said, “yes”. She took the key and chain and placed it around her neck,”I will take care of this for awhile.” She started her dance, rubbing close to me. She sat fully on my lap, put her head next to my ear, and whispered,”It is too bad you are trapped like that”. She moved her hips and pushed against me.

As you can imagine, I never experienced anything quite like this. i was gasping a little as she pushed each time, but of course, i did not feel her completely given my chastity device.

I asked, “Can you feel it?”

“oh yes… I can.”

“Is it uncomfortable to you?”

“No, not at all”, she replied.

She reached around me, and hugged me tightly pulling her body close and pushing down with her hips, grinding on me. She lightly kissed and softly moaned in my ear,and then pulled away. Standing, she looked at me, played with her top and asked, “Would you like to see more?”. I stammered a bit, and she turned around, showing me her beautiful bottom again. She moved toward me and carefully sat between my legs, and on my lap, swaying her bottom over me and then pushing down again on me. I felt the chastity device clutching me as my erection filled the device and pushed against the silicone trap. She leaned back on me, rolling her head next to mine, and asked again,”would you like to see more?”

“Yes” i said.

She turned and looked at me,”Ask like you are supposed to ask.”

As I hesitated, she said, “Say, Please let Empress Jasmine’s Pantyslut see more”

I immediately repeated her words, and she smiled, rising from me, and started to unfasten her top. As she removed her black top, showing her bra and panties, she started forward again, to repeat her smooth movements of straddling my leg, softly stroking my inner thighs with her hand. My hands were fixed to the couch, dying to touch her as she teased my cock but totally aware of the rules. She moved to my ears, and pushed her bra and soft breasts toward my lips, letting them brush lightly over my face,”It’s too bad you are trapped”. I softly agreed with her as I took in her perfume and felt her soft skin against me. She looked at me and said, “I don’t think you want to see more:it seems you like what you are seeing..”

She moved over me, kneeling on the couch, and again sat fully on my lap. She pushed on me, showing me the key in her cleavage, and saying,”It is too bad you can’t be unlocked.” She continued to softly touch my shirt and trousers with her hands, showing interest in the top of my trousers, pulling them out slightly and peering as if she wanted to see me trapped. She moved toward me again, and wrapped her arms around me and hugged deeply, pushing her body against me. This time I pushed back, I pushed my hips and Your Trapped Cock forward against her. She whispered softly,”Yes, yes, that’s it”.

My eyes closed and I moaned softly, trying to hold back as she pushed and I pushed with her. I was so glad my Mistress had released me last night,and so glad i was trapped. The sensations would have been too much, and embarassing for me, but it was so wonderful to be there. She whispered in my ear again,”It is too bad Empress Jasmine’s Pantyslut is trapped there. You could feel all of this.” I was shuddering and tense.

Peaches lifted, stood, showed me her full body, and asked, “Would you like to see more?” I replied,”Please let Empress Jasmine’s Pantyslut see more.”

She turned away, reached back, and released the closure on her bra, holding it against her breasts as she presented her bottom and her panties toward me. she leaned forward, her hand moved over the crotch of her panties, brushing her fingers accross the material. She faced me and moved to me, pushing toward my face. She dropped her bra down and her nipples and breasts came into full view. She let them run over my tentative lips and my cheeks.

Again, she pulled away and turned around, presenting her beautiful, round ass. She moved to sit in my lap, pushed down, and then leaned back to lay on my chest and place her head next to mine, as she whispered,”do you like that?”

“oh yes”

She slowly turned and straddled over me again,pushing against me,reaching behind me,she hugged deeply again. As she moved in waves over me, I was straining in the cage, pushing, not knowing how big I had become, but knowing i was extremely hard.

She softly spoke, “this is the last token”, as she lifted to place the coin in the timer. Again she straddled me, pushing down on my crotch. she leaned toward my ear, and said,”oh, you are trapped. That’s too bad.”

I looked at her,”Oh, you would unlock my chastity device?”,and she replied. “No. Empress Jasmine will say what we will do.”

I softly gasped again… Peaches continued to move and show her body… “Empress Jasmine wants you to be good”

“I would love to touch you; to feel your panties. They look so nice on you” I was really losing it. She moved her hand and ran it over mine and through my fingers, again her face close, brushing my ears.”Yes, Empress Jasmine wants you to be good.” I asked,”Have I been good?”

She smiled and said, “oh yes…you have been very good”

She lifted the last time and faced me, reached for my hands to lift me from the couch, and then said it was time.

Peaches stepped toward me, gave me a huge hug and smiled, thanking me. I thanked her. We looked at each other and hugged again, long and deep. I asked if there was anything else. She said no, all was OK. I offered her a tip, and she teased,”Oh would you like the key?” She playfully withheld it, before we traded items and smiled. I thanked her again and slowly turned away to leave the room, and then the club. I could feel my erection subsiding, but realized i was completely wet; the moisture soaking into the two pair of lace panties I was wearing. I was in a haze of lust and need.

Mistress, I sent you a note immediately when I returned to the car. We chatted while i drove the short distance home and continued to chat as I settled at my desk.

You asked me to show you Your Trapped Cock, and I did. You inserted the Aneros in me, as you asked me to recount my experience. You started to unlock me. I was hopeful, so hopeful, that my afternoon would be completed with a hard, erotic, release.

As we talked though, You asked me to lock back up, to put my clothes back on, to stay chaste. You have promised me more later, and I can hardly wait to serve you further.

You have really controlled me today. I feel so helpless, yet captured and comforted by you…thank you

Your Pantyslut Lacey