World Cup Chastity Game Rewards & Punishments: Punishment Report by submissive geek

As readers of my Male Service blog and Twitter feed know, I ran a "little" Chastity/Spanking/Edging Game for the World Cup. Among the players who weren't My subs, submissive geek was by far the best*, and we've been talking now about his Applying to Me.

*To Me, this means following my instructions regarding the Rewards and Punishments, including performing and reporting them in a timely and respectful manner, regardless of whether your team won or lost.

Those who played the entire game and won in the Final got an individually-designed Reward from Me, based on the Special Request ideas that they submitted privately as we began the Knock Out Rounds. This was their opportunity to ask for something extra special, new or different.

sophie was the only one who won this. Her request was to be sent to shop for a feminine outfit with a letter from me to give to the salesgirl. Yes, she got to enjoy every sissy's fantasy! 

She had a full day today of shopping (pic at right) and going to the salon, and her report is coming soon. 

The losers of the Final had to buy and wear black ribbons as cock rings in honor of the winner (Germany), and edge once while wearing it. 

That's jezi's hairy, censored, teeny peenie at left! (LOL!) 

submissive geek's somewhat more impressive pic is below. Since I'm considering whether I want to officially put him Under Consideration, I had him submit a detailed report. Besides, I knew many of you would be curious about how these last World Cup Rewards and Punishments went, and that he would probably welcome having his published. 

Enjoy! ;-)
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My day started amazingly with a message from Mistress that, to my amazement, contained a recording of Her voice. It was so wonderful to hear Mistress Magick. I listened to it many times and it drove me crazy! Especially every time she said my name, mmm :)

Having been driven to new levels of horniness (on my seventh day of chastity!), I tied a black ribbon around my cock in honor of Germany. I wrapped a yard of silky black ribbon around my cock and balls quite tightly to make a cock ring effect and finished it off with a bow. I took a picture for Mistress. I then took the one edge Mistress had allowed me. It was very hard to stop wanking, but i managed to force myself.

Then it was time for my spankings: I owed Mistress 250(!), including interest, for backing Brazil in the game for 3rd Place. I decided to do them in sets of 25, alternating cheeks.

The first hundred weren't so bad, but after that they were landing on already sore skin and completing each 25 was very painful. I took a few pauses in between sets and managed to make it to the full amount. My butt was glowing, as was evident in the picture i sent to Mistress.

It was quite a pre-work session, and really hard [pun intended? ~ M] to just get dressed and head out without cumming. I was a horny mess all day at work and found it hard to focus.

The ribbon felt lovely though: the ends tickled and it held my package tightly, making it rub around more than normal. I made several visits to the restroom to tighten it up - i really liked the feel when it was nice and tight. It was a wonderful reminder of Mistress throughout the day.

Mistress was kind enough to IM with me that night, but primarily due to issues my end, it lasted less time than i would have liked. However, after much begging, i was allowed an orgasm! I removed my ribbon around 7pm, but unfortunately didn't have the privacy to cum, so had to wait another night and came in the morning instead. I tied my ribbon on again while i masturbated. i thanked Mistress Magick as i orgasmed, afterward licking up my cum from my hand as directed. i really am very grateful!

Mistress has decided to place me in chastity again, hopefully it won't be for so long this time! :)   [Don't tempt me, silly boy! ;-)]

4th of July Ribbon Wearing & Chastity Report by sophie

The only thing better than having sophie locked and beribboned for My Assignment of the 4th of July was knowing that she was dressed and restrained that way when she went to the post office to officially send me her pretty pink chastity key! ;-) I'm so proud that she is mine.
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I got out of bed a little earlier than normal as I had to decorate Mistresses' package with the red, white and blue ribbons. I was locked into my chastity device the day before and had slept in it, only awakening once in the night with an erection.

I wrapped the each of the ribbons in turn around the base, twice, my balls trapped between the chastity devices ring and cage, and not quite their natural position. I tied a bow at the top in each ribbon, leaving the ends to drop level with my chaste balls, so they could be teased all day by the pretty ribbons, as Mistress required. I sent an email to Mistress with a photo [shown at right, but edited for this blog], letting her know that I had decorated her package with the ribbons. [Unedited pic: http://twitter.com/ Mistress_Magick/status/484975138463817728/photo/1]

I went to work, locked up (for the second day) and with ribbons. I wondered what the girls would think about the nice bows around me. As I walked, I could feel the ends touching gently against my balls, reminding me of Mistress and how they belong to her. Whenever I visited the loo, I checked that the ribbons were still in place, and make sure they were tied tight enough.

I also needed to send Mistress the key to the ladies' pink padlock that she locks me in my chastity device with. I put the key into an envelope and made my way to the post office. It felt very submissive going to post the key, knowing Mistress will have it in her possession. (Sadly, it isn't possible for me to send both keys as we need to consider situations where I need to remove it and the dangers of international post.)

As I handed the envelope over to the nice lady at the post office, again I felt submissive excitement. I imagined that she knew what it was for and enjoyed teasing me about how I should be locked up until Mistress decides otherwise, and that it might be a long time before I see the key again. Having Mistress's package decorated and locked up, for her amusement made me feel very submissive and owned by Her.

I went to bed still locked and wrapped, removing the ribbons when I got up in the morning, after wearing them for a full 24 hours.

*kisses*

Sophie

Beltane Scrunchie-Wearing Report by My jezi darling

I decided to allow jezi to wear one of her satin scrunchie "cock rings" this year for my annual Beltane assignment, but selected the pink instead of the purple one that she suggested. She always goes for the purple first because she knows it's my favorite color, but I wanted to "mix things up" a bit, and I felt that the beautiful rose-colored roses would be perfect for the holiday! ;-)

I've also decided to show you some of the yummy pics from her report, but have edited out her (My!) package for the blog.
Enjoy!
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Mistress decided that i should celebrate Beltane this year by wearing one of our special scrunchies about Her pole. The one She selected was sissy pink, bearing three delicate roses as adornment, along with some strands of tiny bead decoration. Mistress had supplied this to me some years previously, along with several other colours, and they are all special to me, This, however, was to be the first time, since being allowed back under probation with Mistress, that i would be allowed to wear it again. Obviously, this thrilled me immensely.

i was permitted five edges over the period of time i was decorated before a Beltane release. This was all part of the assignment.

i took care to clean myself properly the night before May 1st and then decorated Your pole with our sissy pink scrunchy by encircling the balls first and then making a twist and slipping Your pole through that separately, having completed my first 'edge'! Oh my, it was snug and thrilling! This was how i went to bed.

During the night i awoke as the scrunchie appeared to be a little too tight for me and was causing discomfort. i attended to it and used the scrunchie to circle the entire package about my balls and base of the pole, like a cock ring and returned to my slumbers

Once awake, and after the house became 'safe', i performed my second edge on my knees for You, caught a few dribbles upon my finger, and licked them enthusiastically, and lovingly, from my fingertip.

It was now that i chose my panties for the day, which i decided should match my decoration, and hence chose my baby pink sissy satin panties to cover Your decorated package for the remainder of the assignment. Much to my delight, Mistress approved wholeheartedly, and said it was perfect on twitter when re-tweeting me!

My scrunchie managed to remain in place quite well during the day. My usual suffering of 'hidey balls' happened very rarely, and never enough for the scrunchie to detach fully at any moment. Also, as with the green ribbon on St Pat's assignment, the sissy pink flowered scrunchie 'presented' the package quite well! (blushing but smiling)

After lunch, i treated myself to edge number three and, although the time taken was reducing with each attempt, the runny dribbles were caught and savoured and the scrunchie remained about Your package, making me feel as one with my Mistress.

i waited till the evening before edging again and the thrill and tension and closeness was increasing with each edge. This one taking much less time to fulfil before clear dribbles could be delightfully licked from the tips of my fingers

i had been expecting to be able to savour release for my Mistress before bedtime but circumstances had prevented this. But instead i was delighted to have the opportunity to say goodnight to Mistress on Yahoo! We chatted a little and decided that my release was to take place the following morning so i had been decorated in excess of 24 hours and for the entirety of Mayday both here in the UK, and across the pond.

Feeling beyond happiness at having been able to chat with Mistress whilst Her pole was adorned, i went to bed still in my pink satin panties and wearing our sissy pink flowered scrunchie as a cockring.

The adornment remained in place all night whilst i slumbered and dreamt of my Mistress and our conversations. Upon waking, i knew my release was to be soon after over 63 days of chastity.

Once the house was safe, i prepared for my fifth, and final, edge, and ultimately, my release. i knelt, naked but for my satin panties and decoration, and lowered my panties to my thighs and began to stroke and rub Your decorated pole. It rapidly grew firm and began to show signs of knowing this was to be 'IT'! So excited, i only paused a moment after my final edge before continuing.

i repeated out mantra slowly, hesitantly, in dedicating this release to You, the High Priestess of Beltane and the May.......

Your gurl, Mistress of the May

Your cock, Mistress of the May

Your pleasure, Mistress of the May

with pauses between each word ..... however there was little time to repeat this more than twice before Your cock released its seed into my palm with such a thrill of electricty through my body that i let out a sissy squeal of excitement and delight!

i looked down at my palm and gave thanks to You for my sustained period of chastity and for the privilege You had permitted me by allowing such a wonderful period of decoration, culminating in my yummy cummy release!

Thank You, Mistress, for making Beltane so special this year for Your sissy jezi gurl!

Love always and huggles and kisses,

Your sissy jezi gurl
xxx
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jezi did a great job on her Beltane task and report, and has been doing really well when she's available, but she often takes long breaks. Most are for privacy reasons, but we have also discussed that she sometimes procrastinates and might be able to find ways to better stay in touch. Seeing my subs' Daily Tweets lets me know that they are thinking of me and keeping up with their training even if they (or I) don't have the time for more. Whether I comment on them or not, they mean a lot to me, so I've decided to reward her by allowing her to select and wear a scrunchie every day that she tweets her #ChastityStatus and #DailyPanties. In that way, she can wear one to feel close to me whenever she makes the effort to be there for Me.

The First Day of the Rest of my Life by andrew

I'm using my usual training methods, including panty and chastity training, in order to help andrew stay motivated and focused in his job search. With so many good boys out of work, perhaps this is a service that I should offer more widely!  
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Good morning, Mistress

Today is the first day of the rest of my life!

My big alarm was set for 7:30 and I turned it off without opening my eyes. My phone alarm was set for 7:50 and it's before 8:00 as I write this. I had trouble getting off to sleep, I think through to nerves about today, but I'm awake -- if a bit bleary eyed -- ready for the day. I'll complete this after a bath, breakfast and all the other essential start of the day things. Today will be different in that I won't be wasting time web-surfing, the computer will be used for work, not pleasure.

I selected a black stretchy net thong to wear. Underneath, it doesn't cover much, but attached is a black flouncy net skirt all around to preserve my modesty. At the back my bum cheeks must just be peeking out under the skirt.

As I type this, it feels great sitting down, and the skirt tickles my thighs. There's a bulge forming at the front but I know the rules and will leave Your cock well alone. I will make a photo later, because it's 9am already and I don't want to get distracted from the work I must do.

It was two days ago that I was last allowed to touch Your cock, and you graciously permitted me to have a release at the time, but it's been two days also since I touched it too. It wasn't easy to change the habit I had when it was mine, but it doesn't belong to me any more, and I've been able to keep my promise to you.

As I mentioned yesterday, I want to find three realistic job posting, and apply for those. I will work also on my CV because a couple of people had ideas how I might change it.

I think I've been coping ok with chastity. I fell asleep lying on Your erect cock last night, and woke up stiff this morning, but I left it alone. I don't know I'll feel about things in a few more days.

I skipped breakfast to write this, I'll get some work done before I head in to the kitchen for some food.

Thank You for looking after this boy,

andrew

Private Time, Airport Edging & Mile-High Release Report by My darling boy, mKo

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

Sissy Cock Ring Scrunchies: Wearing Report by my jezi-darling

These scrunchies were actually made-to-order samples from an import company in China! With so many boys & gurls having problems finding flowered scrunchies for my Beltane assignment, I decided to look into options for obtaining some to sell next year. I ordered jezi one in every color that I liked (I skipped the brown and added another purple combination to test it), and I also have a limited number of dark purple ones to sell to other boys or gurls who would like to decorate their May Pole in my signature purple!

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My loving Mistress had discovered a source for the most perfect scrunchies to adorn her package, and had, with some assistance from Her jezi-girl (me!), obtained a selection for Her to ring Her pole with!

When i heard the news that they had arrived from the Far East, i was naturally excited. Mistress told me She would forward a selection for my personal use via express overseas mail. i waited patiently for the package to arrive and then....a box....yes, from Mistress! Excitement coursed through me, and not just a little tingling too! Both Mistress and i know how much i enjoy Her scrunchie and ribbon assignments, and adorning Her pole with such things. *blush*

On opening the box, what an Aladdin's cave of treasure: not one, but 8! Yes, 8 different coloured scrunchies! What's more, each one was a two-tone combination of satin and chiffon, and had at least three fabric rose buds decorated with beads! How perfectly wonderful! And how perfect for this girl!

i advised Mistress of the joy from receiving Her gift and instantly adorned Her package with the purple scrunchie as directed. It was an amazingly good fit and was worn all day after I tweeted about the package arrival. Purple is Mistress' colour for us and seemed appropriate for the first day. Other colours include grey, lavender, cream, mushroom (better than beige!), black, deep pink, and a baby pink and mushroom combination, one for each day of the week with a spare for laundry day!

The first day was a joy. The scrunchie remained in place all day with only one slight slippage. i truly believe they are the perfect sissy ring for this jezi-girl, and they also add a touch of real girlishness when over a metal-ringed package for Mistress. i have discovered that also, for a limited time, the scrunchie can be worn as a twisted loop, figure eight, with one loop about the base of the pole while the other surrounds and presents the balls forward, a very attractive look! *giggle*

i hope Mistress enjoys reading this and finds it suitable for blogging, perhaps with some additional pics from Her collection

with love and kisses from Your adoring and chaste sissy jezi-girl

xxxxx

Three Ring Circus Wearing Report by azpanties

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Metal Cock Ring / Collar Report by jezi-darling

It looks so simple doesn't it?

It is hard to believe that something so basic can inspire so much fear or pride
... and have such meaning attached to it.
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Dear Mistress,

Here is my report on the wearing and feelings surrounding Your lavender metal cock ring.

i admit to being scared of the thought of something so permanent about Your package, regardless that i knew the rubber rings had previously come away quite freely. They were of course able to be cut if necessary and they also stretched: a technique that i had used early on with them to ensure the full snaring of the cock and balls. *blush*

i have to admit to loving the feeling and touch of the cold metal as i was preparing to make my first attempt at wearing the ring, but i still struggled to have the balls 'free' enough to be able to coax them through the ring. It was then that i wondered about ringing the whole package with the rubber ring to have Your full package snared and readily presented for ringing. No way they could sneak away and hide from the metal ring!

Having done this and having Your package well presented and appointed, i attempted to feed each ball through first. I was quite delicate at first, nervous of applying too much pressure but this didn't seem to work as the metal ring lacked the flexibility of the rubber purple ring and did not 'give' in any way. i realised there would have to be more force applied to my 'delicate' and relatively virginal balls (at least with a metal ring!) and i pushed firmly so that one and then the second followed through the ring. i breathed a deep sigh of relief that they were both through, sitting proudly and large encircled by Your lavender metal ring, the slippery nature of the aluminium i believe helped them slide through at the end.

Remembering that Your cock is basically a very soft and sloppy thing when not aroused, i grabbed the now slippery tip (as it was oozing precum from the exciting and nervous thoughts) and began to tuck it through the ring behind the balls till it was possible to pull it through to join it's friends! i gasped and smiled with pleasure at having achieved what i had been so very worried about for You.

i knew how much You had wanted me to wear Your ring (and that this was the position that i had been aiming for given that a traditional collar about my neck may never be truly achievable) so i felt much pride and love and devotion at my achievement. i smiled broadly and gave devotion to You, my Mistress, by repeating the mantra we have for when i am allowed cummies. it felt appropriate, and as i said subsequently it felt like Your package was truely Yours for this ring was so much more than the rubber ones and it seemed to contain Your package better too.

i have now worn Your ring twice, for this is truly Your ring, Mistress. The first time i had to remove it after 20 mins as it was quite sore in the left groin area, but today i am pleased to say that even with a couple of edges, blush, it remained about Your package for nearly an hour with very little discomfort. And it certainly made my edges shorter! Perhaps that was the excitement of wearing it as much as anything though.

i sit here in nicely spotted baby pink satin bikini panties for Your #MMDay and am delighted to be as always,

Your adoring, chaste sissy jezi-girl

i love You, Mistress

*kisses*
xxx
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I'm so glad that jezi finally tried on the larger purple aluminum ring that I sent her. It is meant to be a "collar" that she can wear more discretely than a traditional one.

I do want to note that she had a tendency to "cheat" with the rubber rings, stretching them over her package as she could rather than putting each ball through individually and then following with her (My) cock as suggested, and I think that made it harder for her to learn to do it properly with the metal ring. boys & girls, there is a reason that I want you to practice with the rubber rings first, and it's not just for sizing purposes!

That being said, her balls are quite naughty, and have a tendency to like to escape. The technique of putting the rubber ring on first seems to be doing the job in regard to not letting them do so as she is putting on the metal one, and the firmer, metal ring seems to be doing a much better job of holding them there once they have been caught!
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Photo:
http://www.painfulpleasures.com/xcart/customer/product.php?productid=4133

Chastity & Masturbation Report by panty freak

My newest possible potential, panty freak, is traveling internationally, with limited email access, for a couple weeks so I sent him a masturbation schedule before he left. I'm making use of the time that he is away by giving him Edging Practice Days, with his first one since Beltane (Sunday, May 1st) being the next Thursday. He mentioned how difficult it was for him to be chaste for four days before Beltane, so I wanted him to do it again... for me.

Then, knowing how stressful traveling for work can be, I gave him a special reward for his weekend (Saturday & Sunday) out of the country: He could edge as much as he wanted, for up to 48 hours (double the usual limit) but as usual, once he came, he had to stop touching. He knew that his next Edging Practice Day would be Tuesday regardless of whether he came early Saturday or late Sunday. In doing so, I forced him to choose for himself how long he wanted to be frustrated, but able to touch, now versus how long he wanted to have to wait, without touching, later. ;-)
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Mistress, thank you again for controlling my masturbation while I'm away, and apologies for not keeping you up to date with my behaviour.

I waited until Thursday to masturbate - 4 days since May Day as instructed. I found it very difficult being away and not able to play with myself. I am feeling lost, guilty, vulnerable, distracted, stressed and certainly very submissive. I hated having to lick up my cum from my hand, but I knew that was what you required. I've licked up my cum before, but only with someone there to offer 'encouragement', but I managed to complete my task by imagining you whispering in my ear to "be a good boy and lick up all your mess."

Mistress, thank you for allowing me extra access to my cock this weekend. You are very generous and I confess I rather overindulged, spending a large part of the day touching myself yesterday - sometimes wanking hard with my cock in my hard and then forcing myself to stop at the last minute, sometimes humping the mattress in my hotel room, and sometimes just enjoying the feeling of my erection pressing against my sun lounger while I looked at the women around the hotel pool...

I really wanted to be allowed access to my cock all weekend, but I was so horny that I just had to cum last night. In the end I decided to masturbate knowing that I was going to cum. I put a plate on the floor, knelt in front of it, and stroked my cock hard and fast until I spunked all over the plate. Again, I then had the humiliating task of licking up my cum but it felt slightly better from the plate than from my hand. I hope it is OK to consume my cum in this way, Mistress?

[Yes, it is okay. All methods are acceptable, unless instructed otherwise, as long as the genuine effort is made to catch and consume as much as possible. I prefer the messiness of licking it off a hand, to the neatness of a shot glass, however, there is something quite sexy about the idea of seeing it sprayed across a plate, like a piece of modern art, before you have to lick it up.]

I was hoping that I would sleep better and feel satisfied after wanking, but of course I woke up hard and horny again today, with no permission to even touch myself until Tuesday.

Mistress, I've been a good boy and stuck to the masturbation schedule that you set. I wouldn't dare to complain, but I do feel scared that this is just getting more and more difficult. I've realised that after Tuesday my next chance to masturbate won't be until the following Monday! I know I've been a chronic masturbator in the past, and I'm really grateful to you for controlling my obsessive wanking, I just hope I can keep to the schedule you've set.


panty freak

Sexy Beltane/May Day Assignment Report by panty freak

Below is the first (yummy!) report from my newest potential trainee. I really enjoyed chatting and playing with him during the Beltane assignment, and it bodes well for future training, especially in regard to panties and cock control. I hope you enjoy reading my comments back to him below. 

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Dear Mistress Magick,

Thank you, Mistress, for allowing me to complete your Beltane/May Day assignment. It's really been exciting to do this, and to feel like I am doing it to please you. I don't know quite what I expected when I wrote to you back on Wednesday last week, but this definitely exceeds what I thought.

As I explained previously, I've always been a chronic masturbator - I just can't seem to control myself. So, although I know you've got boys with much longer periods in chastity than four days, it was really a challenge for me to wait so long to cum - thank you for controlling my wanking and helping me to control myself.

Looking back at your assignment, I've realised that I got the first two steps in the wrong order by sending you a gift before I made effort to get a suitable scrunchie. [You aren't the only boy to do that, and, in fact, I prefer it. It's easiest for boys to send a gift as soon as they get the assignment (so they don't forget and so anything seasonal arrives on time), but new boys don't always feel comfortable doing so.] And then I failed to get anything that really met what you had wanted. But I think apart from that I can honestly say that I've followed what you set out in the assignment.

I guess I really started on the assignment on Thursday when, ordinarily, I would certainly have been masturbating in the evening. But of course I was already under your control and not allowed to play with myself. However, I think on Friday, when you asked me to join in your #MMDay by wearing bridal white panties, and then posting a picture on Twitter, that's when I really got fully engaged with the assignment.

And I think I already told you how I watched the Royal Wedding, in my panties, edging myself, while fantasising about Kate Middleton/the Duchess of Cambridge and what she might be wearing under that dress. I was so horny by the end of Friday, it would have been so easy to cum then, but it was so much better to be a good boy and follow your instructions.

On Saturday, I spent several hours shopping for a scrunchie. It was really quite embarrassing going into lots of accessory stores (Accessorize for example), clothes shops (Monsoon) and even chemists (Boots) and asking for hair accessories. I'm sure I went bright red talking to some of shop assistants about what I wanted. And why is it that 16 year old girls seem to be the only people who work in shops on a Saturday, and they invariably have no clue about anything in the store?

Anyway, I honestly did my best to find something. In the end, I decided that I should buy the next best substitute that I could find and ask you if it would be acceptable. You've seen the hair bands that I did buy, which do have a similar name and the same purpose, but I have to confess that they don't really look the same. So I was quite nervous that you would tell me to either go and look again, or order a scrunchie online, which you would have been quite within your rights to do, but would have meant a really tough delay for me.

I was really happy when you came on to chat and said that I should try the hair band and provided it was a good fit I could carry on. It was really generous of you to be so understanding. I think you could see that I had done my best, and I really like that you took that into account. For me, that is a really important feature of a Mistress - it's definitely important to be in charge and have high expectations, but also to be realistic and recognise the difference between "couldn't be bothered" and "tried really hard but still came up just short". So thank you Mistress for letting me carry on.

[Yes, there is a big difference, and boys who "can't be bothered" really don't deserve my time and attention. I did recognize that you tried.. and I have to admit that I like the fact that you suffered some harm-free embarassment while doing so. ;-)

You were lucky in that I wanted you to be able to participate on Beltane (May 1) itself, and I knew that you had sincerely tried. Based on last year, I expected boys to have problems finding suitable scrunchies, and I knew that you did not have a lot of lead time to shop. It would have been different if you had had a couple weeks and had waited until the last minute.]

It was really fun to chat with you, and it felt really good that you were concerned about me and wanted to make sure that the hair band/scrunchie wasn't too tight. I know we chatted for a long time - sorry if I took up too much of your time - but was really great to get to know you a little more.

[While it was easiest to have you check the "fit" while on IM, the quality of your emails and your tweets are what really earned you the opportunity to chat with me. It was my intention to start to get to know you a little, and I enjoyed doing so. :-) ]

After we stopped chatting it was already very late here (well early on Sunday). I went to bed, but I was far too horny to go to sleep. I completed my first edge lying in bed - hardly the best way to make myself less horny and able to sleep, but I just really wanted to at least feel my cock in my hand, even though I knew I mustn't come. I thought about some of the things we'd chatted about, and about what you'd told me, and how you'd told me that I was to be a good boy. It didn't take long until I had to stop stroking. It was a real wrench to take my hand away from my cock, and afterwards it took me a long time to calm down and relax and go to sleep.

I don't think I slept very well, and I woke up on Sunday morning still hard, and still with the scrunchie around my cock. I knew I had four more edges to do, so why not? I stroked myself again, thinking about how I wasn't allowed to cum, and about you controlling my cock. I don't really know how close I got to the edge - maybe there is no way to know if you are at the edge until you are over it - but I was more than ready to cum when I finally stopped.

[The next step is to assign you Edging Practice Days so that you are more aware of the signals that your body gives you as you get close, and help you find the line between close and TOO CLOSE.]

I tried to relax a little lying in bed, and maybe sleep some more, but it wasn't going to happen. I got up and went to take a shower, taking off my scrunchie to avoid getting it wet. Soon I was washing myself, and when I got to my still-hard cock and had washed it, I felt that it was time for the third edge. I often like to masturbate in the shower, so maybe I just felt at home stroking there. Again I couldn't last long before I had to stop touching myself. I turned the shower to cold to try to cool off - I think I just ended up cold but still horny. After my shower I put the scrunchie back on, but over my balls as well as my cock. It was a little tighter there, but still felt good. I moved it between the two locations several times during the day.

Sunday was my third day in a row wearing panties so I put them on and then posted a picture on Twitter. I don't think I've ever worn panties so many days in a row before (and now day 4), but I also can't pretend I'm not interested in panties, and I own quite a few pairs. It still got me horny posting the pictures on Twitter and wondering who would see them. I knew you would be looking, and I really liked that you commented in a positive way, about how good or cute or sexy they looked, rather than that I looked ridiculous wearing them.

[You have some gorgeous embroidered ones and lacy ones that look really sexy on you. I'm not as much into the flowered ones, but they were perfect for Beltane - and still covering your May Pole with flowers! ;-)]

I masturbated again after uploading the picture, imagining that you were watching me wearing my panties, telling me that I was a good boy and that I could go ahead and play with myself, but that I wasn't allowed to cum. I think I've realised that it's a major kink for me to have someone controlling my wanking, and I was very quickly having to imagine you telling me "that's enough, if you're a good boy I'll let you play with it again later".

I had a lot of jobs to do around the house on sunday (and only one more edge to go) so there was a big gap until the fifth edge. After doing my jobs I went into my [home] gym. I did a little cycling, but my balls felt a bit uncomfortable on the seat, so I switched to the treadmill and jogged for half an hour. Then I took a shower and afterwards lay on the bed, put the scrunchie back around my cock (having taken it off for the shower) and started to play with myself. Again I imagined you watching me and guiding me on what to do, but also reminding me that I wasn't allowed to cum yet. I imagined you whispering in my ear about how much it would please you if I could behave myself and wait until the 24 hours were up... You even seem to be teasing me inside my mind when you are not there...

Anyway, after that it was great to be able to chat with you again. I was really turned on by your instruction to add two more scrunchies to my cock and balls - it really made it feel like you were owning my cock, adorning with whatever decorations you wanted. [Mmmmmmmm!]

We must have chatted until just after midnight because when we stopped I realised I had completed 24 hours wearing the scrunchie and was allowed to masturbate and finally to cum! I stopped and read your instructions again - it really had me hot reading about you claiming your cock, about you enveloping me with your wetness, and about our juices flowing together. [*evil grin* I do love Beltane!]

I already planned that I could go outside in my reasonably-private garden and masturbate outside as instructed in the assignment. Fortunately it was dark, but it still felt strange, standing in the garden wearing just panties and a T-shirt. I knew I would cum really quickly, but I wanted to at least savour the moment for a minute, so I started by stroking my cock through my panties for a little while. But soon my panties were pulled down, and I was masturbating as hard as I could. It felt really great knowing that I could keep going and cum. I was imagining you watching me and encouraging me, telling me that I'd been a good boy and was allowed to cum. Obviously I don't know what you look like, or even your voice, so it was unusual for me to masturbate thinking about you - maybe the concept of Mistress Magick - but it meant I focused on what you might say or think, rather than your body. [I hope that means that you are being turned on by my control, creativity, sensuality, etc. without objectifying me.]

It was a very powerful orgasm. I'm sure I came twice as hard as usual, and spurted twice as much cum. I was glad to be able to shoot over the garden, rather than have to lick up my cum. Even while I was coming I was imagining you telling me you were pleased with me and that I should shoot all my cum out for you. [Every last drop! ;-)]

So really that's the end of the story, for this assignment at least. I really appreciate you allowing me to complete it, Mistress - thank you for taking the time to write the assignment, and thank you for controlling my May Pole for May Day.

Best wishes,

panty freak

VERY Naughty Bunny Day Report by azpanties

azpanties was the only one of my personal boys to do the bunny assignment this year, as my jezi was too busy with family around the holiday. When I asked him what kind of bunny he wanted to be, he told me a horny one... but then aren't ALL bunnies horny?

Since he had set a new personal record for days in chastity, and had resisted all my attempts to make him cum when he was forbidden, I decided to reward him by letting him cum multiple times on Easter, AS LONG AS, it was part of his naughty bunny assignment. I gave him his shopping & additional release instructions late the night before, when I was feeling especially naughty, and I must admit that it almost makes me blush to read about them now.

Enjoy!

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Dear Mistress:

Thank You for allowing me to be a Easter bunny for You this year! i started planning a few weeks beforehand with what type of bunny costume I would wear. After extensive shopping I finally settled on a sexy bunny outfit that I found online. It came with fishnet pantyhose, sexy black panties with suspenders attached, a form fitting white top, bow tie, white wrist cuffs and of course a devilish pair of bunny ears!

After being instructed by You on Saturday night, i woke up Sunday morning and went shopping. Being Easter, Target was surprisingly closed, and I ended up at Walmart. As instructed, I bought a few packages of Easter Peeps candy and a medium-sized furry Easter bunny, as well as a few more items.

When I returned home I got dressed in my bunny outfit. Needless to say I felt like such a sexy bunny and immediately felt my cock began to stiffen. If I forget to tell You later...thank You for allowing Your cock multiple releases on Easter. Walking around the house was a major turn on..Your cock rubbing against the fishnets and panties was too much to bear.

I opened the peeps and lay down on the floor fully dressed…slowly massaging Your cock through my panties, pre-cum oozing from the tip. I then pulled myself upright to my knees, slid my panties to the side, and let Your nice hard cock stick out through the fishnet pantyhose. I began stroking faster and faster, and was on the verge of cumming when I reached for the peeps. Holding the peeps in the palm of my right hand and Your cock in my left, I spewed my cum all over the peeps. After 11 days of chastity there was enough to cover it completely. Milking Your cock, I was finally ready for a very tasty meal. my cum was the perfect balance to offset the sweetness of the peeps. 2 bites and one lick of the hand and all the evidence was nowhere to be found!! This was a very good reminder of who owns me..You do!!!

After a well deserved 2 hour afternoon nap, I awoke still in my bunny outfit. i needed to do a little work around the house: laundry, kitchen work, clean the bathroom, etc. It was very erotic doing this while dressed as a sexy bunny….also very distracting!! I never passed up a chance to catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror, or rub up against the edge of the sink with Your always semi-hard cock. Just walking around was a turn on, feeling the fishnets stroking my skin, the white top acting as a corset, the cuffs..mmm.

It was finally time to do something about it. I had been eyeing that cute furry bunny all day, and thinking what I was going to do to it!! I lay the bunny down on the couch and pulled my panties to the side, I began to straddle it, mimicking that I was fucking it. Moving my hips up and down, and then in a circle…teasing Your cock with its silky smooth fur. Your cock rock hard..Your balls slapping against it in rhythm, I was ready to cum in no time. I felt it build up, cock twitching, back arching, I sprayed cum all over the fur and then collapsed with the bunny in my arms.

After a few minutes of rest it was time to clean up. I took another of those tasty peeps and wiped some of my cum from the fur with it..very tasty!! I then licked the remainder of the fur clean with just my tongue..yum!! Another wonderful lesson of who my owner is.

Resting for a while with a smile on my face and a full stomach left me thinking about what a wonderful Mistress I have, how satisfied she makes me feel in my service to her. My Easter day winding down, it was time to take the outfit off. i started with the wrist cuffs and then the bow tie. i then removed my panties with the suspenders and slithered out of the form-fitting top. i slowly removed my fishnet pantyhose and folded everything neatly. Finally I took off my bunny ears, put them on top, wrapped everything in tissue paper, and am eagerly awaiting next Easter!!


Your boy, Mistress.

Your cock, Mistress.

Your pleasure, Mistress.


Thank You, Mistress!


Bunny Outfit & Photo from: http://www.3wishes.com/bunny.asp

Hot Release Report! by azpanties

I enjoyed azpanties for My pleasure via IM the other evening, but I did not allow him to touch or cum... until the next morning. I love knowing that he was thinking of me all night long -- tossing and turning -- restless and ready for the reward of a new day. ;-) 
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Thank You Mistress for a wonderful evening. And thank you for granting me release this morning!

Last night was very hard...and very worth it! After a long night of tossing and turning, trying to sleep while dreaming of pleasing you, i awoke this morning fully erect. Precum already seeping out. Having permission for a release, i wasted no time! i instantly got on my knees, took off my nightshirt and pulled my panties down around my upper thigh. Your cock was at full attention. i took it in my hand and slowly started stroking it, feeling the precum between my fingers. my eyes were half closed with ecstacy, and i began saying "YOUR boy, Mistress...YOUR cock, Mistress...YOUR pleasure, Mistress" over and over again! This put me over an edge from which i could not return! A torrent of cum was unleashed from Your cock and into my hand! i was breathing heavily when i raised my hand to my mouth and said... "YOUR boy, Mistress" and licked my hand... "YOUR cock, Mistress" and licked my hand..."YOUR pleasure, Mistress" and licked my hand clean. i then removed my panties, raised them to the tip of my tongue and licked them clean of precum.

i am YOURS!

St. Patrick's Day Anniversary Report by my darling ed cantor

For those who don't know, I consider St. Patrick's Day to be when ed cantor became my boy, and this year was our first anniversary. We were very hot and hungry then, but he hasn't been available for private time with me in a while, and it was a special treat to have him take part in my St. Patrick's Day assignment again this year.


Enjoy! You might want to begin by reading ed cantor's First Ribbon Reports & Training - St. Patrick's Day 2010 first.

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One of the most wonderful things about this task, my Mistress, is the time clock. The 24 hours... it makes me think of it and prepare the night before... wrapping myself up on the green ribbon even before bed, thinking about you, wishing the ribbon will urge dreams into my mind, feeling the simply physical sensation and resulting arousal... and knowing I will have the wonderful moment of remembering and glee in the morning when I find it there.

What to say about the day? From start to finish I was wrapped in your ribbon. A sign not only of being yours, being teased all day by your will, but of being yours for a full year. Remembering the high I felt when I did this for you a year ago... being dragged out for drinks that day... blushing to myself as I used the washroom at the bar while wrapped up in green.

All day, my cock responded to its wrapping with a pulse of occasional full stiffness in response to the constant tease of sensation and my own knowledge of the ribbon's presence.

There was no fear of discovery, or situation of unplanned public secret keeping this year, but all day long, for 24 hours, I knew I was yours and it made me blissful.

I love you, my Mistress

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I love you too, ed. *kisses*

Your Mistress,

Magick