Yes, I've been busy. I have at least four excellent reports that I need to edit and queue up for your enjoyment. After some consideration, I decided to start with the one that touches me the most: a much-belated release report from my darling, yummy, Twitter-boy, @mykinkyother.
Private time is always difficult to find with mKo, so I took full advantage of the rare opportunity afforded by his recent business trip: To tease and torment him in new places. To enjoy his serving and pleasuring me as I desired. And... finally... to reward him with a very unusual and intense release. ;-)
Mmmm... editing this is making me warm in all the right places - all over again!
Enjoy!
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Mistress,
My last release for you was amongst the most humiliating, embarrassing and intense ever. Thank you so much!
I was away on business. I had let you know some time ago that I would be free overnight and it would be my pleasure to serve you via IM that night. The moment had been building for a long time, and I was terribly excited to be able to converse freely with you.
I was in the security queue for the plane, merrily tweeting to you when you posed the idea of getting me hard just as I was frisked. My face burned at the idea, and you certainly leaned on the moment, making Your cock throb and swell as I stood there. As I surrendered my bags and went through the scanners, I had forgotten all about my iPhone, right there in my top pocket from where we’d been chatting. I was hard, in public, trying desperately to conceal my embarrassment and the scanner went off!
I was patted down by the campest male attendant in the world, who delighted in rubbing his hand over my swollen briefs at least twice! I’ve never felt emotions like it, Mistress!
It was #ChastityStatus Day 7 [the last time he came was Day 0], which, by my standards, still feels like an age, and the knowledge of our impending time together was magnifying my frustration. Would I be allowed to cum? Would you tease me? Would you make me serve you over and over and ignore me? All these things rolled through my mind over and over and over. I was in Frustration Room 101!
I was based on Twitter most of the evening and managed to catch you briefly before I went to my dinner with colleagues. You delighted at the chance to wind me up some more and even gave me orders to edge during the dinner.
It was a formal sit down dinner, and I spent most of the starter with a napkin on my lap. There was a number of us, two of which were women. This was virtually the first time I’d been exposed to a woman in close proximity when being made to edge, and it seemed to enhance matters.
Between courses I slipped off to the restroom. I was raging hard by the time I got there. Thankfully, I was alone in there, and I reached the edge very quickly. Again, I dutifully licked away the pre-cum and waited patiently for my excitement to “dissipate”.
It took a long time and my absence was noted playfully by one of my female colleagues. They must have noted how flushed I was when I returned. A simple glance at my trousers would have seen an obvious swelling. I could taste and smell my own pre-cum; could the others? All this in mind the whole time only further enhanced my excitement and distraction. The closeness of my female colleagues and the idea that maybe they knew was driving me mad!
I eventually managed to retire to my room, having done the business I was there for, and stripped naked to wait for you.
We had an amazing time online. I served you as best I could. and it was a delight to hold you at the end in tender closeness, feeling the glow of your satisfaction and the throbbing hardness of my cock, bereft of all but the slightest of attention. As I twitched hard all the way through out time together, I refrained from touching myself at all. I’d never been so hard for so long, particularly whilst pleasuring someone else. It was a wonderful feeling. I was desperate to cum, but I was satiated by the knowledge I had pleased you. And my throbbing was testament to the fact I would love to keep on making you cum and serving you in any way you wished for as long as I was denied.
This was a new feeling for me, and I felt my subservience move on a new level this evening. A paradigm shift if you will. I hated being denied and not being allowed to cum, but all the other emotions and feelings totally overwhelmed those feelings.
[ It brought me a lot closer to you too, and I'm so glad that I was able to arrange things to spend the night with you. ~ M ]
However, I was eventually gifted a reward! If I was able to edge in the restroom at the airport then I was allowed a release. On the plane home! YIKES! It was a small short haul plane, cramped and close quarters. This frightened me massively but also turned me on more than I was willing to admit. The humiliation and embarrassment potential were massive.
I slept naked for you when we eventually signed off. My sleep was punctuated by my throbbing cock and dreams of You, Mistress.
My plans for the airport edge were formulated as I awoke. I booked in to the lounge area to ensure it was
quiet and there was no chance of my being heard or discovered. I outsmarted myself in the end.
As I went to the restroom I was in awe of its plush nature. It had four or five people in there, and it was VERY quiet! Disaster!
I took myself to a stall and unzipped Your hard, denied, throbbing cock, Mistress. As I jerked myself softly and quietly, I felt my edge build very quickly. I let go as I hit the point of no return, and I twitched desperately for the final contact required to go one stage further, the contact that had been taken away by You, Mistress.
I felt a surge, and I groped quickly to catch the huge amount of pre-cum that burst from me. It shocked and surprised me as I’d only been that excited once before. My surprise burst from my mouth as a muffled gasp. I instantly became aware it was a quiet room, and I’d lost control! I started licking the pre-cum from hand as someone, a concerned passenger no doubt, knocked on the door of the stall to ask if I was ok!!!
I could have died right there Mistress! I stammered an explanation about reading jokes and phone, and waited for him to depart! Oh the shame! The remainder of my tenure in the lounge was filled with the echoing sound of my gasp and thoughts of what was to come on board the plane.
I boarded late. Another mistake. I was left with a seat to the rear of the plane. On one side of me, a travelling female student in her early 20’s. The other, a 30-something business woman in a short-skirted business suit. The row in front and to our right was a Hen party! Oh. My. God.
How could I do this surrounded by women? The enormity weighed heavily on me during takeoff, and Your cock struggled to stay contained the entire time Mistress. It took some time of studying the in-flight magazine to calm down enough to even leave my chair! But I’m certain the suited lady clocked my arousal at least once. *still blushing*
I made my way to the toilet. It was small, cramped and there were bound to be people waiting whilst I was in there. This was all making me hornier and hornier.
I came in no time at all. I uttered the words that were right “Thank You, Mistress Magick” out loud without fear (I was too horny to care!) as wave after wave of cum pulsed from Your cock into my waiting hand.
There was a lot and some spilled into the hand basin. After I’d finished gingerly licking my hand and fingers clean, I wiped it all clear and left the restroom.
The suit was waiting right outside!!! I blushed to the roots of my hair, smiled, bowed my head and walked away trying desperately to avoid eye contact.
As I sat back in my seat the student also looked up and smiled! I was in purgatory! Humiliation Station Number 1!
I sat down, trying to ignore the smell of cum that was in my nostrils, and she looked over at me again.
The suit soon returned, smiled at me again and sat down. I was throbbing and rising in my trousers again just seconds after my release. Had either of them noticed the smell? Could they see the tell-tale glazing in my eyes? Had I even managed to clean the basin enough before the suit went in after me?
Thankfully neither of them really wanted to chat, and eventually we landed. I left the plane as horny and frustrated as I had gotten on to it! It was an amazingly humiliating experience, one that was right up there with the restaurant restroom that time.
I hate to admit that the embarrassment and humiliation factors turn me on Mistress for fear of what they may mean for future releases! But I cannot and should not lie to you. Equally, I’m sure I’m not telling you something you don’t already know!
Thank you once again for the entire sequence of events, Mistress. I am growing more and more fond of being owned by You.
[ Good! Because I am growing more and more warm... in my heart *and* further down... as I continue to enjoy you. :-) *deep kisses* ~ Your Mistress ]
Submissively Yours,
mKo
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