andrew's First Edging Report

Dear Mistress,

Thank You for allowing me to touch myself for five minutes today [now yesterday].

About 12 days ago, I signed over ownership of my cock to you, Mistress. It became Your property, Your cock. It has been 11.5 days since You permitted me to cum, and I have not been allowed to touch Your cock since.

It was initially very difficult to not touch Your cock, and it became a game of willpower. Over the next few days, there were some physical changes, as Your cock became naturally excited, its pre-cum thickened up and became smelly. Your balls started to ache and swell, and the slightest thing would make Your cock hard. As time progressed, I learned to to avoid porn and erotica, resigned to chastity. Things were easier, as long as Mistress wasn't teasing me.

You were gracious to allow me to touch Your cock for five minutes today, but there were conditions attached: no release.

My Mistress said I can try to edge, but I'm inexperienced at edging, how to know when to stop in time? You said I must not get too close.

It is going to be so hard (pun intended) to have to back off just as things are getting exciting; You certainly know how to test your boys. I don't know that I have the willpower to stop at the correct moment, but I have to find it for You. It will be a mixture of fun and torture trying to find how far it's possible to take things and still be able to stop in time. I had better err on the safe side, Mistress.

Your instruction to touch Your cock for five minutes had got me excited a couple of times during the day, and by now I'm getting used to ignoring the urges that come along with that until they subside.

I waited until I was comfortable in bed before carrying out Your instructions. I slipped the waistband of my panties down just underneath Your balls, with the balls just resting on top, sticking out slightly proud.

I thought about my Mistress and Her control over me, and this brought Your cock really hard. I made a glance at the bedside clock, and could hear Your seductive voice telling me how I must play with myself. I started by rubbing the backs of my fingernails down the shaft of Your cock, with a medium hard pressure. This felt good, like scratching an itch, because it had been so long I'd been allowed to touch Your property, aside from washing or a quick positional adjustment in my panties.

This felt so good, but it wasn't getting me close to an edge. It didn't feel like a time to be tender, I wanted things rough. The head of Your cock moistened under its foreskin, and I moved to grab a fistful of the shaft and pumped up and down, over the head. The tighter I made my fist, the better it felt.

A tingly feeling started, and I heard You say "stop". I'm inexperienced at edging and don't know how close I can get to be sure of being able to stop, so I took the first pause early. Your instruction said "no release" and I wanted to be sure of that above all else.

When I was sure a second touch would not spell disaster and put an end to the edging session, I put my thumb to my head and tasted what was making it moist and slippery. It was pre-cum, but not as pungent in taste as it had been about a week ago.

I took a fistful of the head of Your cock and restarted masturbating, it felt good to hold it tightly. I don't know how long it took, but I was brought fairly quickly to the place where I thought I would come, again I could hear Your instruction, "stop!"

For a moment I thought I had maybe gone a stroke too far, I was close to feeling that flushed hot swell take over my body, and I felt like maybe something had bubbled up the shaft, and I felt disappointment, did I go too far? On tasting what was causing the head to be moist, I was sure it was still just pre-cum, and I was happy I had kept to the first rule of edging: no release.

Before I dare touch Your cock a third time, the five minutes was up. I carefully mopped up all the stickiness around the head, and licked my thumb and forefinger until they were clean.

I'm now left with a distinctly unsatisfied feeling, the tip of Your cock is tingly. Your balls are now swollen and achey, and are uncomfortable to the touch. Your cock is rock hard and unsatisfied, and now I must find some sleep like this. I daren't try sleep on my tummy tonight, because I can't be sure what dreams I may have; I have to be sure I don't rub up against anything in my dreams, just to be safe.

As an epilogue, I woke this morning with a huge hard-on, frustrated that I'm not allowed to touch again.

Thank You Mistress, you are a most expert tease.