CBT number two. Last weekend I had organised a visit by a new slave who wanted to try out CBT. Around the same time I had a second new slave advise that he wanted to try out CBT. Well the coincidence couldn't be over looked and it was obvious that the gods wanted me to write on CBT. So I arranged for them to come over on Sunday at the same time for some group work. With my vast experience I knew that at least one or both wouldn't show up and so to increase my chances I invited a third. He wasn't into CBT but what the heck he could learn. As predicted one of the slaves pulled out but at least he advised me that he had family issues. This was the non CBT third so no issues with the gods. At the appointed hour to no surprise of my own, only one slave showed up. His adventure was written up in my previous post. Imagine my surprise later when the second slave contacted me within minutes of the first slaves departure. He had been delayed. So it was to be end to end sessions. What the heck it was Sunday with all the time in the world but obviously not a day of rest.

I invited him in and had him strip off piece by piece. Once naked he was given a good going over from top to toe. His cock cut and a good solid 8 inches long and thick. A rope tying dream. Pubes wild and long and obviously on the barbers hit list, if he was going to be my slave. He was very nervous and I could smell the fear oozing out of the pores of his skin. So after a little bit of CBT I had him stand near a stool and mounted him piggy back so he could carry me to the bath room. He then had a supervised shower with me directing how and where he washed. He was then supervised as he dried himself and fortunately for him I didn't find a drop of water on him when he had finished. Back into the lounge room we went and I tied his balls and left a couple of long rope ends loose. I then had him on all fours and rode the pony using the ball ropes as reins. We continued with the CBT and so he had pegs applied and then the toothbrush and pin wheel got to run over his balls and cock. I also like to run these handy tools over the skin just behind the balls all the way to his arse hole and either side of his balls and nipples.

Time for a change of pace so I tied his balls so they were extended from his body. He was an anal newby and so I started to loosen him up with a carefully inserted finger. Slowly massaging his prostate. All the while giving his balls a good solid tug and squeeze. This got him close to cumming but we couldn't quite get him over the edge. Next out with a long thin dildo. This also had him squirming but not to the point of cumming. Eventually I got sick of that end of him and sat down so he could wank himself to cum while sucking my balls. Ahh such a nice way to end a busy day.

Cock and ball torture or CBT for the common man. Today courtesy of Uncle Craig and his list I had a visit from a slave who wanted to experience CBT for the first time in his life. Trust me when I say he had seen a large part of his life. He was a bit dumpy without much underlying muscle. His cock was cut and was pretty much hard from start to finish. Not overly big or thick but not small either. As it was his first time I allowed him to have pubes. He did however find this is not good when you are wrangling balls as it becomes more like a waxing session. Despite his presentation he performed exceptionally well. He offered no real whinging and when he did it was justified but minimal.

After a timid ring of the door bell, I opened it up to let him in. As is my want I had him strip piece by piece stopping occasionally to get up and feel his muscles or to roll his balls around my fingers. I had him bend over so I could inspect his hole and ran my fingers around his mouth. After the inspection we had a chat about what he wanted to do and CBT was the only clear preference and so off we went into it full bore. There are many forms of CBT which can be employed. Nothing like a good firm roll of the little pebbles between your fingers as a starter. Then time to wrangle them. This proved quite difficult as his were held close to his body. Once tied I commenced giving them a work out with the paddle and my hand. Gradually increasing the power and frequency to gauge his limits. Moving along I brought out my very nasty pin wheel. This has around 100 very small pricks which really torture sensitive skin. I ran it over his balls, up each side of his cock and around his cock head. I even ran it over the eye of his cock and slave 29 manfully took it without flinching. I gave him a few moments of edging at this point so it was combined pain and pleasure.

I had so much fun with the pin wheel that I brought out the old toothbrush for a few firm bristles to sweep his cock and balls clean. He was getting right into this as each time I applied pain to his meat rack his little clit got that little bit harder. I decided that as his balls were too close to his body that we needed to create some space. I grabbed some old leather boots and tied the laces around his balls and let them swing. Well actually I gave them some vigorous pushes so they were swinging quite wildly. Time for a bit more edging while I got ready for the next onslaught. Next was pegs. I have these tiny little wooden clothes pegs which are barely an inch (2cm) long and quite nasty. I put nearly 30 of them on him and he only whinged when I put them on his nipples. Once he was fully pegged out I flicked them to give that little extra. After a few minutes I removed a lot of them so I had some space so I could continue running the pin wheel over his cock, balls, nipples

and between his legs. I have to admit I did enjoy the pegs and so I brought out the normal size pegs and decorated his pleasure garden with them just before another round of flicking. I never realised how much fun the pin wheel is until now and intend to use it on my borrowed interstate slave - delicate whinging flower - next time we meet. Next there was some edging before I put him over my knee and grabbing his balls started to give him a good paddling. Nothing like a good whack and squeeze paddling. As usual I moved the paddle around his arse, legs, balls and arse crack. I am very thorough if nothing else. Next I quickly put him into some bondage where I used the weight of his legs to stretch his balls. Time was rapidly running out and so I had him lie back while I brought him to a thundering orgasm after a further 15 minutes edging. Once he started to cum I let go of his cock until the spasms finished and then gave him a wild hand job as extra post orgasm torture. All in all a brilliant day except for the fact that there should have been three slaves and two didn't front for various reasons.

Randoms.I get a lot of slaves contact me about training sessions. Most of them only contact me so I suspect they can have a wank over the discussion. Very rarely do they come up with anything of interest to me. Some can be quite extreme wanting me to castrate them or put them in perpetual chastity. Straight away you know these are just playing with them selves. Quite a lot make detailed plans to show up and appear very eager all the way through the discussions and then fail to show or message and quite often will block you out. There are others who will string it along with a number of suggested meetings which always get cancelled at the last minute. My suggestion to all these fake slaves is that life is too short. Get out of your collective chairs and live life to the full because in too short a number of years no one will be interested in you. Here are a selection of some of my randoms.

Second visit by slave 28. As previously mentioned slave 28 is not one of my own. His Master lets me use him occasionally so that I can take him out of his comfort zone. So for those of you not up to the state of play, last time I took slave 28 to one of the local leather pubs for their leather night. His main item of clothing was a leather collar with harness and nothing else. I wanted to make sure he wasn't over dressed. Last night I decided to take him to a local fetish club which was having a nude night. The plan was to stress him out some more and loosen him up. Little did I know that I would be just as stressed.

It all started innocently enough. The slave was told to meet me outside. I waited outside for ten minutes thinking he wasn't coming. As an afterthought I went it to the first floor entrance and found him there waiting. He is extremely paranoid about being seen. I paid for us to go in and we were handed a bag to put our clothes in for checking into the cloak room. My shy little slave was a bit relieved that all would be naked this time however he was still nervous about stripping. I brought a mask because I thought he might insist on being anonymous however he didn't ask for it so it staid in the bag. I then decided he needed a bit of decoration so I pulled out a nice dog collar for him to wear which didn't make him happy judging by his face. I then grabbed a fine rope/thick cord and bound his balls so they were extended from his body. As is usual with my slaves it seems they all like to whinge. This one was no exception and he was afraid that in the melee of the dark room that he would have a nut pulled off. The stretched balls were only half the plan as I also intended to put a loop around the base of his cock and then fold his cock over and tie it off to the loop like a rope cock cage. This is a very effective way of stopping erections. Unfortunately with all the rope tying his cock was getting to hard to bend backwards. Once we had checked our clothes and removed the ropes from his cock, we wandered around and checked out the crowd. I seriously think some of their mothers must have been scared by fire hoses when they were pregnant, as there seemed to be nothing under a very large mouthful. The room had a large screen porn movie playing and various gods watching intently while stroking their meat or while being sucked. Around the sides were small sling rooms with a variety of bodies engaged in acts which could only be expected in brothels and Cardinals palaces. The dark room was full of twisting bodies. Some standing, some kneeling and some bent over. Fearlessly I led slave 28 into the throng. Time and again I had to pull him in from the side and order him to suck on some cock or other. That was in between my own dalliances into cockmania. He told me later that I always seem to gravitate to the spot with the most light. When you have it I believe you should share it with the world.

After awhile I needed a break so out into the movie area we went. The main commission I had from slave 28's normal Master was that his arse was to be used as much as possible - safely. How to get a crowd interested in a 30 something old arse. The answer was clear, I bent him over a 44 gallon drum and started to rim him with the view to riding him after. We never got to the riding part as all of a sudden we were the centre of interest. I had guys of all shapes and sizes coming over to mount the mare. I was amazed. I rejected four guys before I found one that would root him using a condom. Fortunately it was a good sized broom and thick as well which was ideal for sweeping out slave 28's dusty old mancunt. He bent him over a bench seat and put him on all fours and then entered him slowly. Once in that was the end of the slowly, as he quickly built up speed and started to use his cock like a ram. As it was early in the night my borrowed cock didn't want to cum and so as he got close to cumming, he pulled out and moved on to other holes to plough. I led slave 28 to the bath room area so he could clean up. We had another short visit to the dark room where I got him to suck a couple of cocks. Total for the night was slave 28 having sucked eight cocks and been well fucked once. It was after this we had a bit of a break and started to chat. It occurred to us that none and I mean none of the participants were practising safe sex. It was a full on orgy with no constraints. It was also becoming hard to find cocks even to suck that didn't have lube on them and of course the remains of unsafe sex. It was at this point we decided to leave. Unfortunately in this age of prep everyone seems to assume everyone is on it, uses it reliably and that other STD's don't exist. I am also concerned that most young people who have never seen someone die from AIDS think that its like the common cold and if you get it, all it means is a tablet every day. Two points to consider.One: What happens if you can't get the tablets due to manufacturing shortages, world wars or decimated economies. Two: Nobody knows the long term effects of these drugs on the body. Do they shorten your life? Do they cause cancers? etc etc.

Here we go again. I have a slave I see very occasionally who is totally unreliable. He has a hit and miss ratio of one in three. It is not so much the unreliability as his inability to let me know he can't show up due to some problem. He is 30 years old and married to a wife who really doesn't want to have vanilla sex with him let alone any sort of kink. I cracked it with him long ago and refused to see him any more or more correctly waste my time on him.

He has kept in contact and has told me about the difficulties he has had in his life and given me details of the few sexual encounters he has managed to have with other people. Most of which have been very unsatisfactory. Well I relented and decided to give him another chance. In order to maximise the chances I made an appointment with him only 45 minutes in advance as I was horny. My dilemma was that he had to be punished but I didn't want to scare him off for future events. As a result the session started with him being made to strip at my front door prior to entry. My front door is only semi private as there is a small sparse bush which partially blocks road view however it doesn't block the view from my neighbours kitchen. He is quite a big guy of 6'2" with a reasonable but not large uncut cock. First off a full body examination as I hadn't seen it for awhile. I like to run my hands all over the body feeling the muscles (or lack there of as the case maybe) and make sure that nipples get a good squeeze to test for their sensitiveness. I once had a guys hair come off in my hand and so I always run my fingers through their hair to make sure I am not being fooled by some wiggery. I get them to open their mouths and run my fingers around their teeth and tongue for added humiliation. Cocks have their foreskins pulled back to make sure there is no fungus growth and balls get well and truly rolled between fingers in the ultimate show of supremacy. I also give the balls a good squeeze to once again get an idea of how sensitive they are and their potential for CBT.

I then have them bend over and get them to spread their cheeks so I can see and finger their man pussy. For punishment I decided I would go easy so it would be a good paddling. To start with I worked on his butt until it had a nice red glow. I don't see any point in gentle taps and so I put my arm into each wack. I then moved my attention down his legs and gave both the inside and outside of his legs a work out. I like to also open up their crack and give each side a bit of treatment. If you concentrate too long on one area it becomes numb and the pain is reduced. It is better to keep moving your attention around to keep the pain sharp. Finishing up with a few significant wacks to his balls and cock. Next it was off to the bed room. Nothing like a slave tied spread eagle onto the bed. I always think edging is torture in its own right and so that was going to be part of his punishment. Edging is tortuous particularly if the slave is not permitted to cum at the end. To add to the pressure a rope was wrapped around the balls and a bucket suspended off the end of the bed foot board. The bucket then had water added as the session developed, so the weight on his balls increased. The edging them began. Time after time he was brought to erection and then taken to the edge of an orgasm until his cock twitched and he had precum oozing out of his knob like a fountain. Then there would be a pause and I would run the pin wheel up and down his shaft and around his cock head. Lucky he was gagged because this was excruciating for him and brought him to the edge of tears. Some times he was edged by hand and other times he would be edged orally and then only to have the pleasure taken away by the pin wheel. After two hours of this torture he was untied, told to dress and then sent away like a used vacuum cleaner salesman. Or he would have been if the bastard had shown up. Apparently work had rung him to come in 15 minutes before he was due to arrive. Sigh.

What happened to slave 4 when he returned home to his normal Master. Another mind blowing experience Sir :) I got to Sirs place and was already worried about which of his “great ideas” he would implement. Luckily he didn't make me get undressed outside his door cos the neighbours could see. He let me in and I could get undressed inside the privacy of the shut door. I had to kowtow in front of Sir and he asked me a lot of questions about my trip to Melbourne and whether I enjoyed playing with you Sir. I said I enjoyed it, but then he said after reading your blog, he thought I whinged too much and took advantage of your sympathy, and he said I shouldn't cum more often than the Master I'm serving and I should have been more concerned about pleasing you instead of myself. So I got spanked and caned a bit and I gotta make up for it next time I'm in Melbourne.

Basically Sir suggested I shouldn't cum at all and just focus on the enjoyment of getting pleasure from pleasing you. Sir has been frequently pushing the idea of achieving pleasure vicariously these days (omg). Then Sir went to the balcony for a smoke and I sucked him slowly until he finished smoking and had had his drink. Then I got gagged and tied down on the bed and Sir started edging the cock cage. I went crazy cos I was watching him tease and jerk off the cage, and Sir told me to just imagine how good his hand would feel if he was actually touching my cock. I was actually getting hard and pleading with him to take the cage off, but Sir kept saying there was no need cos I had previously agreed not to orgasm today and I'd only get a prostate massage. Sir also kept telling me that enjoying a prostate massage is a stepping stone to enjoying a permanent chastity lifestyle and I should start enjoying it and he wouldn't be taking the cage off. Then he slowly gave me a prostate massage instead, which felt weird and good in a strange way. I dunno how to describe the sensation very well, it was the first time I had tried it with Sir. I got hard sometimes during the prostate massage but the cage stopped it and it was also frustrating. Then Sir said I can cum with the cage on so he doesn't have to find the padlock key and i was going crazy cos I couldn't possibly cum like that. Then I managed to tell Sir I just wanted to get hard cos it has been 3 weeks wearing the cage. Sir then reluctantly took the cage off and said he will edge me but I mustn't cum unless it's a prostate massage tonight… and I'm like omg...ok. Then it got intense cos Sir gave me an intense edging and he kept me on the tip of cumming but he kept saying I mustn’t cum and sometimes I was almost screaming at him to stop cos I was desperately trying to hold it back. Sir kept me on the tip of orgasm for ages and I was mentally wrecked and I was begging him to go easy. Then he said will help me hold back the orgasm and he brought out a pinwheel and I almost started crying cos he would repeatedly polish the cock head and then use the pinwheel on my cock head and then polish the cock head again. I completely lost it because it was too intense and Sir had to tie me down again cos I pulled too hard on the ropes. Sir kept going for ages and i was yelling through the gag I didn't want to get hard anymore.

I managed to tell him through the gag I wanted the prostate massage instead but Sir just kept going for ages. I was so mentally wrecked that when Sir asked if I wanted to put the cage back on for the prostate massage, I hesitated a bit but I said yes cos it would be such a relief from the pinwheel. Then Sir asked if I wanted to wear the cage permanently and I said no I know i can't do it and Sir shrugged his shoulders and continued with the pinwheel again. I was howling at him to stop but Sir just kept telling me I'm missing out on all the “benefits” of wearing the cage permanently and he kept asking me if I agreed with him. I swear he makes it sound like it's a great idea at that time cos I didn't want to get hard or get edged anymore. It was almost a surreal out of body experience because I had lost control of my erection. I hadn't cum for 3 weeks and I was really desperate and I was getting hard involuntarily when Sir polished my knob and then the pinwheel felt like electric shocks that would prevent me from cumming and then I'd would be forced to get hard again from the polishing. Sir also tried to “sweeten” the deal by saying he'd let me cum once a month and he'd use the masturbation sleeve (which I really love) and he’d even let me cum now as well. I swear i was tempted just to lie and say yes just to make him stop but I hate telling someone I'd do something and then not do it. Also, I couldn't think properly anymore and just kept saying i know I can't do it Sir. I was also really confused during that time cos I can't tell if Sir is serious about something or whether he is just screwing with my head. Sir then changed the question and asked me if I'd would put the cage on whenever he told me to. I said yes because I thought he was only referring to the times when we arrange to play and currently I was only wearing it for 3 weeks. Then he said “...so I'd wear the cage permanently?...” and then I froze in surprise and shock cos I didn't think about the technicalities of the first question. More importantly, I didn't want to answer cos I was gonna get pinwheeled again.

Then Sir asked again if I would put the cage on anytime he wanted. It was hard to explain the caveats when you are gagged and Sir only wanted a yes/no answer. So I said yes. Then he asked again if I'd wear the cage permanently etc…. it was a really screwed up interrogation. After many repeated questions and being told my answers were inconsistent, Sir concluded I was a very strange boi lol. I think Sir decided that the two questions were equivalent, and dripping with all sorts of innuendo, he kept asking if I would wear the cage ANYTIME he wanted and I hesitantly kept saying yes. So Sir eased up on the pinwheel and brought out the masturbation sleeve and he was gentler with edging and I loved it so much I was in heaven. Sirs questions got much easier to answer as well, cos he wanted to make sure I'd be a good boi. Then Sir said since I agreed to wear the cage ANYTIME he wanted, he would let me cum. I was so genuinely relieved when I said thank you through the gag, but I was actually a bit worried cos I wondered if this constitutes an agreement to wear the cage permanently? I had long since given up trying to explain the caveats around my answers. Sir went out for another break and when he came back, he asked do i want a prostate massage or an orgasm. I definitely prefer an orgasm but I gambled and said Sir should decide for me and he said he liked my answers so far and I should keep letting him make all the decisions.

Then I wondered if instead of saying “no” to permanently chastity, was the correct answer “Sir should decide for me”? But now when I think about it again, I didn't want to give a dishonest answer… After Sir let me cum, Sir liked touching my smooth skin everywhere and then I stayed overnight tied down to his bed. In the morning, we had to go to work and I gave Sir a quick suck and massage and he blew his load over me. Sorry for the message spam Sir. But I hope your blog readers can enjoy the story cos it was such an intense experience for me. He was screwing with my head Sir... But he really got me to agree to almost everything.... Lol... Not sure if I told u... He wanted me to do the same stuff I did with u Sir. Except he wanted to do it while I am wearing the cage. I think I'll die from embarassment if I had to do naked yoga with a cage. So I managed to "negotiate" it down to getting a masseur and do a naked massage with a cage and a collar and then I'm gonna die from embarrassment after one hour.

Master Ms response to the use of slave 28. 7 cocks in one night is hot. Yeah he was uncomfortable. He hated being exposed like that, he said he was the only one fully nude haha which I love.

So he sucked cocks like a cheap whore! He said some of the cocksucking he enjoyed, most he felt humiliating being down on his knees while others were walking around free will. He said the hardest parts were the forced nudity when eveyrone else was clothed, and apparently you weren't shy about walking up to guys and telling them he was a slave there to be used. Nice humiliation. Sounds fucking hot, when he had to kneel down in front of a stranger and get used. He was dying under that mask haha but in the moment he just had to do it anyway because everyone was expecting. He said you felt it was quiet at the leather night, so I suggested he takes knee pads next time and kneels in the corner like a suck service for everyone to enjoy :). Apparently you mentioned you live in an area where married men just want to get sucked and leave? We might need to schedule some appointments haha, offer his ass and mouth. Tie him up and only let him out for use. Really make him sweat and do it without the hood.