Are You Man Enough To Be My Slut, Boy?

I first got acquainted with him through an overseas master who was visiting Singapore. Unfortunately, the previous 2 doms + 1 sub session had to stop abruptly as we were late for the hotel check out. Since then, he had been busy traveling due to his work, and it was only recently that he could confirm his schedule to meet up. 

He had to change the timing for an emergency meeting at work to accommodate our session. It was sure nice to see him in his executive shirt and slacks, in striking contrast with the casual polo tee and blue bermuda shorts he wore previously on that weekend. Our previous discussion centered on a scene involving helplessness and cum control:

Me: Let's role play a scene where you're kidnapped and tortured for cum control. I'll do my best to edge you and tease your cock and nipples, but you cannot beg to cum. If you beg to cum, then I'll milk you dry at least twice.

Him: Fuck. I've never had an experience like this before. Don't think I meet any doms who can milk me dry or give me a ruined orgasm yet. Fuck! I'm hard just thinking of it. I can feel the difference when you tease me, versus when the other guy touches me. My legs goes weak when you play with my nipples and cockhead. You really know which buttons to press.

Me: Yes, I'll play and torture your nipples, and make you moan like a slut with a rock hard cock. I'm going to stroke your dick and give it some CBT. Only when I'm satisfied, then you are allowed to cum!

The benefit of meeting a familiar face was that we could jump straight into play and waste no time on ice-breaking. I offered him a glass of water, but he didn't want to drink, so I led him directly to my bedroom. 

Once behind the close door, I positioned him against the wall, placed a blindfold over his eyes, and locked his hands together behind his back with a pair of wrist cuffs. I started by rubbing his nipples through his shirt, causing him to moan softly. Then I reached down to grab his crotch. I was surprised that his cock was already rock hard. He hadn't cum for two days so he must be very horny. 

He reminded him of the game we were going to play. It's called "Are You Man Enough?" For the next 90 minutes, I would be playing with his nipples, teasing him, making him moan and giving him a hardon. I would stroke his cock gently and some light CBT on him. 

In order to pass the test, he has to prove that he is a real man by controling himself, and not cum until permission is given. At the same time, he has to moan like a slut to score points. Only when both criterias are fulfilled then he may be allowed to cum at the end of the session. 

I began by chaining his feet together, and continued caressing his chest and nipples. He kept a coin in his left breast pocket and I was unable to stimulate his left nipple. After removing the coin, I told him I would punish him later for attempting to hide his nipple. 

After stroking his hardon several times, I undid his pants to reveal his grey 2(x)ist boxer-briefs. His rock-hard cock was peeking out from the elastic band of his underwear. I noticed drops of precum leaking from his dick. I gave his balls a light slap and that made him jump.

I released his hands that were locked behind his back and removed his light blue executive shirt. He was repositioned onto the door frame in just his underwear and his arms in a crucifix position. A collar was added to his neck. I marked his bare chest with the words "Slut Boy" as a symbol of my ownership over him. After teasing his nipples constantly, by now, there was a visible spot of precum stain on the right corner of his boxer-briefs.

Using a cane, I gave him some light beating as a punishment for forgetting to remove the coin and causing me difficulty in playing with his nipple earlier. He moaned as I alternated the sensation between pleasure and pain - caressing his body sensually with my gym gloves and switching to light caning on his torso. He whimpered like a child in pain when I beat his upper body.

"Now you know why I offer you some water before we start?" I said. "Because you will be moaning and groaning throughout this training!" I continued. He nodded to acknowledge.  

His limits were no kissing, no oral and no anal. But that doesn't stop me from stimulating his perineum (the area between his scrotum and anus) by placing a vibrating ball between his thighs. He wriggled and moaned too much, so I took the cane and disciplined him. I released the grip from his wrists and ordered him to play with his own nipples. Using the vibrator wand, I continued to tease him, sending waves of vibration to stimulate his cock, causing him to leak more precum. 

My phone rang. It was a message from my helper boy. He had arrived and would be helping me to torture this gym-fit slut boy. I told him to hold the vibrating ball between his legs while I went out of the room to bring the other boy in. 

The other boy helped me to secure slut boy's hands to a pole. We placed the sound muffle over his ears so he would not be able to listen to our conversation. I handed the vibrator wand to the helper boy and instructed him how to use it to tease slut boy. I slid on the scrub gloves and began caressing the fit slut boy's torso. He worked out regularly and his arms and thighs are really big and firm. We continued to play with his nipples, making sure he was leaking precum constantly.

We brought slut boy to my bed and had him bound up in the spread eagle position. We shared his torso and each of us took one side of his body to play with. We each took one of his nipples to tease and suck, ensuring that he was moaning non-stop.  

With the toiletries I took from the hotel where I met slut boy, I poured a generous serving of body lotion onto my palms and edged him continuously for 20 minutes. Throughout the cum control, my helper boy was playing with the slut boy's nipples. Looking at my clock, I knew I was running out of time as slut boy had to return back to his office for meeting. I removed the ear muffle and told him that he had exactly 10 seconds to cum. 

Me: Do you want to cum, boy? 

Him: Yes, Sir..

Me: Okay, I'll give you 10 seconds to count. Are you ready? 

Him: Sir.. Yes.. Sir..

I began to speed up as I countdown from 10. He was breathing heavily and struggling with all his strength. But he wasn't able to cum when I had counted to 0. Seeing how horny he was, I decided to give him one more chance. 

Me: Okay, one more time. If you don't cum before I count to 1, you won't get to cum. 10.. 9.. 8.. 7.. 6.. 

Before I could count to 5, he was spraying his cum juice all over my hands, my bed, his chest and lower torso. It was a grand fireworks to end the training for this slut boy. 

Guards Commander's Humiliation

He rushed down immediately after work. The clock had just struck seven. He looked fresh, and as usual a big smile on his face. I was happy to see him too. It's been at least two years since our last session. Both of us had been very busy juggling struggling (pun intended) with work and part-time study. I was really happy to see him again, I remembered how he would text me after each session to say how much he loved it when I played with his "little thing". 

He hadn't changed much and looked pretty much the same, except his hair was longer now. He had done away with the military-style crew cut. But his eyes still sparkled with the innocence and excitement of a child. I could feel that he couldn't wait for us to get started. After all, it had been a long two years wait due to conflicting schedules. 

We had a short chat and caught up with each other's lives over a shared bottle of beer. I was already in my military uniform (as requested by him earlier) and he had brought along his set to change into. Once we were both dressed up in our pixelated green military wear, I told him to stand by the wall with hands behind his back. I proceeded to blindfold him, and add a set of ear muffle to drown out the background noise. Holding his lean torso in my arms, I began fondling him, as he tilted back his head and let out a soft moan. 

I remembered we had 3-4 sessions together previously, mostly during late nights after my folks were asleep. Sometimes he would drive us to the nearby park and we would have a night run together. Often followed by fondling and light fun inside his car. Back then, he had just completed his National Service (conscription) and was very lean with visible hard abs. 

He loved it when I caressed him. He knew I always gave him a good treatment. But not tonight. I told him that he had slacked off. His lack of time due to his busy work and study schedule was no excuse for not working out as hard as before. I grabbed my cane and beat his torso with the rattan. He  jumped as I dished out the punishment on him. I would also pinch hard on his nipples or attached clothes pegs to his nipples, causing him to moan and groan non-stop. 

I got him to bend over my knees and spank his ass with my rattan cane. My hand reached underneath to grab his crotch. I could feel his throbbing hardon. Seemed like inflicting a bit of pain on him was causing him to feel really 'high'. 

I remembered a pre-session conversation that we had the week before, it went something like this:

Him: What will we be doing on Thursday?

Me: The usual. Cum control and bondage. I want you in your khaki beret. This time will be more like a prisoner-of-war (POW) torture session. 

Him: But you'll be nice to me right? 

Me: No, not this time. You've been very notti. You've skipped training for a long time, giving excuses because of your busy schedule.

Him: Oh, but.. but I'm really busy with work and school. What can I do to suffer less? 

Me: No cumming for you starting this Saturday, all the way till next Thursday. 

Him: Wow, that's 6 days! Not sure if I can hold that long. I probably will cum easily on Thursday.

I was sitting on the chair and planted the petite Guards commander on my lap. I loved it when he sat on my thighs, I could play with him like a master puppeteer. I reached for the camouflage-design scarf. Removing the blindfold he was wearing, I replaced it with the camouflage scarf. It had small holes and allowed him to see himself with the full length mirror which I had placed in front of us. 

I enjoyed pinching his nipples; this caused him to moan non-stop. And I would give his cock and balls some slapping from time to time, making him jump every time the CBT hit him. He would reach behind and pinch my nipples as revenge. 

After mutual nipple torture for some time, I freed Pinocchio from my lap. Getting him to stand by the wall, I stripped off his pixilated uniform top, duct taped his eyes, and put the khaki beret on his head. [The insider joke in the military is that the Guards are underpaid Commandos but overpaid infantry. And the khaki beret is the proud symbol of the Guards elite force, known for their heliborne abilities.]

I freed his hands from bondage and ordered him to entertain me by playing with his own nipples. I gave him my pair of gym gloves to add more sensation to his self play. He was moaning like a slutty boy as his nippples were being teased by his own hands. The scene was too hot for me to resist. Soon, we were engaging in mutual nipple play again.

I wasn't sure who was moaning louder during the mutual nipple playing, but I found myself on my knees, sucking the "precious little thing" of this Guards commander. Displaying his authoritarian side, he pushed my head towards him, forcing his dick deeper into my mouth. I could taste the sweet and saltiness of his precum. By now, my dick was throbbing inside my shorts. Being shorter, I made him stand on a chair so I could suck him comfortably while in high-kneeling position. 

Extremely horny with a 6-day cum balls, he was ready to blow his load anytime. We paused for a break to drink some water and to use the toilet. We drowned a shot of tequila each, and I could feel the blood rush through my body.

When we were back in my room, I immediately threw him onto the bed, and sucked on him like a hungry baby craving for a milk meal. Within minutes, he was getting close. He shouted and cried twice, "I'm cumming.." Ignoring his plea and warning, I continued to work my mouth and tongue on his little thing and sucked till he cummed, shooting his thick, creamy cum load inside mouth.