CBT a second visit by slave 29. In a previous post I talked about a visit by slave 29 who is into CBT. Cock and ball torture for those not into it. This is a fairly specialist kink which doesn't have a lot of scope to vary the play because it is basically wank the cock while you either hit or stretch the slaves balls. How was I going to introduce some thing new?

To start off with I had him strip and then I ran my hands over him to make sure he was embarrassed. I then had him run through the various positions I use on slaves. Well he couldn't remember them from last time, so not an auspicious start. So we had a few goes to refresh his memory. These poses are very important as it saves me having to go through detailed instructions whenever I want to move a slave. His cock and balls are on the small size but very perky. So the first act was to wrangle those little dragon pearls so they were contained and extended from the body so I could get to work on them without them rolling away. A few gentle slaps to get a feel for the pain tolerance levels. Then time for something new. I suspended a bucket from his balls which left him with a bemused look on his face, until he realised that I was filling the bucket with water. After 4.5 litres or 4.5 kg of water those little dragon pearls were well and truly extended from his body.

Time to bring out the old spreader bar. Once I had his legs nicely spread I roped his balls to the spreader bar and used a truck drivers half hitch, so that I could really winch those balls away from his body. While he was nice and uncomfy I started to wank him while squeezing and hitting his balls. This got his little pleasure thermometer fully hard and throbbing. At one point I got out my paddle and gave his thighs and dragon pearls a few nearly gentle taps. Well maybe they were slightly harder. All the time I was watching his pleasure thermometer and not once did it look like it was going to go soft. After a few minutes of this his dragon pearls were quite purple and so it was time to release them for a breather. A breather for his balls doesn't mean he was resting. I continued to edge him to the point of cumming then backing off. All the while alternating between squeezing and hitting his balls. Time for something new again.

Time to bring out the chop sticks. A pair of chop sticks on either side of his balls held together by some rubber bands. I can't wait to host a dinner party and serve Chinese food. They won't have a clue why I am smiling from ear to ear. Back to slave 29 who was now edged and with his balls held out nicely by the chop sticks so that I could easily grab the dragon pearls and squeeze and hit to my hearts content. You can increase the pressure by twisting the chop sticks. It is also difficult for the slave to move so a few stand ups and sit downs tends to give him some unpleasant yanks to his tadpole factories. It was at this point that I brought out some extra rubber bands and started to have some target practise with his balls.

After few minutes of edging, his little balls were starting to glow purple again and so time for them to have a breather while I continued with the edging and some free ball squeezes, grabs and hits. His balls had to be wrangled again and this time I tied them off to his dog collar and once again the truck drivers half hitch was used to stretch the dragon pearls to their limits. He had been a good slave and so I decided he had earned the right to cum and so I released him from the dog collar and just had his tadpole factories stretched with a few rope loops. I continued to edge him for possibly another 10 minutes and then finally let him cum. After an hour and a half of edging he cum in gush after gush after gush. Each gush was also under pressure and so they spurted around like a sprinkler. I kept the edging going so that he got a bit of post cum torture. A final examination of his dragon pearls identified a couple of places on his balls where bruising was forming. Once he was finished cumming he was ordered to get dressed and get out without much ceremony. He was so weak he had to sit down to get some of his clothes on as he was in danger of fainting. A very interesting afternoon. How was your day at work?