35 Days of Torture - The Beginning

“Next time, when you have a plan to visit Bangkok, please let me know :)” I sent him this message sometime in late January 2012.

And he replied back, “Most likely in March or April.”

Few days later in early February, I received his message. “Hello sweet boy, thanks for remember me. But my plan has changed and I am planning to go Africa for my summer vacation. It's going to cost a bomb so I have to save money and skip Bangkok this year.”


Though it’s reasonable for him to save his money for the overseas trip to Africa, at that moment I was disappointed as I read it. Then he sent me another message. “Do you have Whatsapp? Maybe we can chat more. I always have a thing for Thai-Chinese so don't worry. I will find you if I am in Bangkok.” And it became reason for me to have hope.

“Wow! You’re planning to visit Africa. It’s a place I have never been there before. Please narrate me about your wonderful time there after you are back. If we cannot meet this year, I hope that you can save up enough money to visit Bangkok soon. My Whatsapp is XX-XX-XXXXXXX. I'm looking forward to see you here or if I have a chance to visit you in Singapore.” I replied back to him.

After we exchanged our number, that’s when the real conversation began. It was the start of our relationship. A dom-sub relationship.

We had a wonderful conversation. He is nice and kind but sometimes he is so evil and always has evil plans in his head. The conversation continued till 3.30am when suddenly, he asked, “If I were to go Bangkok in 8-10 March, would you be free?” 

It was a wow moment and though I hope it was real but I had my doubt. I thought to myself, “Why not, why won’t it be okay if he is serious? Isn’t this what I hope for? Yeah I’m ready, oh please come, please.”

“Can you?” I replied back.


“If you okay with the dates, I will book tickets now. Is it possible for you to take leave on 9 March and keep the whole day free for me?”
 I can, I really can, I just have to take leave to meet him on 9 March, it’s not a big issue.
 “I'm excited,” he continued. 


I was excited too, and I knew what he meant but I asked him like an innocent child, “Excited about what?”


“Excited that you are going to get torture.”


“You are not kidding me!”


“I can't believe I’ve booked tickets after chatting with you. I shall make it a bondage weekend for you and a SM holiday for me.” I can almost see him smirking. 
I still couldn’t fathom the thought that it was real. Was I dreaming? If I was sleeping then it was a nice dream. But no, it’s not a dream, it’s real and it’s happening. I was so happy. Thank you so much, Sir.

We exchanged more conversations and shared with each other our interests, what we like and dislike. After chatting for a while, I know that he is not just nice and kind, but he is much more. 
“I like you mak mak”, he said ending with the Thai words “mak mak” which means “so much”.


“Glad to know that you like me.” I smiled.


“Of course, I do. If I don’t like you, I won’t buy tickets to fly to Bangkok to meet you.”
 And I’m starting to like him more and more. Maybe it’s more than just like, I think I’ve fallen in love with him, like the kind of love between special friends. From then on, I treat him like my dom.

“If possible I’ll not jerk off till meet you on 9 March.” I replied him, trying to give him a treat for coming to meet me.


“35 days with no cumming? Hmm.. I like the idea. Alright, no cumming allow untill you meet me. So do you promise to hold your juice for me? I will be extremely glad if you can achieve 35 days of no cumming.” 

I think I just shot myself in the foot.
 “Yes I will try my best. You know it’s my duty to bring pleasure for you.”  


“If you don’t hold your juice for 35 days. I will not play with you and go meet other boys instead when I am in Bangkok.”


“Ohhhhhh, noooooo! Please make this trip for just you and me. I give you my word that I will no cum if you don’t allow me to cum.”

His evil idea surged from his brain through his words. I was very horny and my dick was getting erected and very hard so I made the promise.

Midnight Cum Control and Edging

He sent me the link to his dudenude.com profile with pictures of him in a rubber suit, head covered in a gas mask, his thick dick exposed and body tied up. All were very tempting images.

He wanted to meet me that night before he flew off to Thailand for holiday, but it was after midnight and I was well spent. So we agreed to a session after his trip.

It was Thursday and I wondered if he would call. True to his words, he texted, “Are you free tonight? Super horny. My balls are hurting. It’s been 8 days since I cum.”

The message brought a smile for me. How could I reject this offer? Even though I was tired from two other BDSM sessions I had earlier in the day, I loaded up my backpack with a bottle of Japanese lube (courtesy of one of my subs last week), spandex hood (my favorite now compared to blindfold), leather restraints, ropes, gloves and a Tenga Egg.

By now, I have concluded that Japanese lube and Gun Oil lube are two very different products but both excellent choices in cum control play.

We agreed to meet at the train station near his place. Dressed in black, his body shaped was visible through the lycra shirt he was wearing. The basketball shorts outlined his butt clearly. It was going to be a treat. 

We sneaked into his room after his housemates had gone back into theirs. Once inside his room, he was hooded and his wrists were bound with leather restraints behind his back.

In the standing position, his nipples were pinched and twisted, constantly stimulated as I proceeded to tie up his body with ropes.

He was herded to the nearby wall. With his head facing the wall and back towards me, he was dry humped from behind. I rubbed my crotch against his ass crack and teased his nipples as he tried to stand still in the position.

He was brought to the bed in his bondage state for cum controlling and edging. I poured some Japanese lube and allowed the liquid to drip slowly to coat his entire shaft before continuing for his cum torture.

He was edged continuous for several times. Every time he was coming close to cumming he would sound it off and I would stop and he would beg for my permission to allow him to shoot his 8 days of load.

This edging treatment carried on for a full 60 minutes before I grew weary and decided to be nice and allow this boy to release the orgasm that he had been longing for. 

The School Boy’s Torment

It was a difficult choice for me to make – choosing between getting him to report in his army officer uniform or his crisp white set of school uniform.

Finally I decided that he should put on old junior college (JC) uniform and report to my place for detention and punishment.

He arrived punctually at my place five minutes before 10 a.m. for his torture session. Earlier on, in our message exchanges, he had mentioned that his dick head was extra sensitive, torturing it will send straight to hell in heaven.

Bingo, how I love boys who obediently announced their weak spot to me for torture.

It was going to be my favorite kink – cum control, and the goal was to break his previous record of an hour-long of dick teasing with ejection. He was instructed to withhold from jerking off since Thursday.

On Tuesday morning, he arrived in his Bermuda shorts and officer cadet trainee’s white polo shirt. He told me that he had to drop off his younger brother to school and hence was unable to change into his old school uniform before meeting me. It wasn’t the reply I was hoping to hear from him and I made a mental note to torture him later for this.

I instructed him to change in one of the bedrooms and to wear the tighter pair of swim trunks underneath his white attire. Once he was dressed up, I secured the leather restraints around his wrists, placed the blindfold covering his eyes, and led him into my room for his torture.

He was made to sit on the torture chair while I secure his hands behind the back of it. Button by button, his shirt was opened slowly revealing his nipples. I gave his tits some teasing and it was so not sensitive to touch.

I made my way down to his groin and found that his dick was already semi-hard. A light rub against it and blood gushed in to fully erect his manhood. He let out a soft moan in anticipation.

For the warm-up, I fondled his cock for 15 minutes before stripping off his white pants. By this time, his rock-hard dick was showing a contour inside his swimming trunks. Feeling inspired by Japanese porn, I squeezed lube onto his swimwear and began massaging his dick head.

He was fighting back the torture and bit on his lips as I took joy in fondling his frenulum and glans.  This went on for another 30 minutes and he was given the choice between continuing the play with his swim trunks or for me to remove them.

He chose the latter and within seconds his trunks were lying on the floor and my hands were busy once again working on his penis. I adjusted his hand position to lock them behind his neck before slapping a generous helping of body lotion on his dick head for torturing.

He moaned as I continued my work on his sensitive body parts. I also found out that light fondling of his right inner thigh would give him an euphoria.

I released him from the restraints and motioned for him to grab the side of the chair as I carried on the third round of cock head teasing. But now, most of the pleasure had turned into prolong torture.

He endured an hour of cock torture without ejection and was given a two-minute break.

Onward to next phrase, he was made to stand and lean against the wall with his hand behind the back – a vulnerable position which I could continue torturing his dick for my enjoyment.

I came to stand behind him and adjust his hands over the head such that his arms were wrapping around my head while I took a handful of lotion to work on his manhood.

Every motion I made on his dick became a torture. There were moments which he could not stand still, with knees bent in reaction to my actions on his cock. His moaning had also become more intensified.

I released my grin around his chest with a sinister plan – I sat on the chair facing the boy and positioned his hands to grab on to the back of the chair. His legs were made to spread wider. I helped myself to more body lotion and comfortably jerking off his dick while he was in a compromise position. 

The fact that his hands were not chained or tied adds to his humiliation and torture. When the suffering was too much for him, he would attempt to lean back but I would beckon him forward making it look as if he was willingly accepting the torment. This was perhaps the more intense part of the session.

Finally, I allowed him a chance to lie on the bed – not for resting, but to carry on the last segment of agony. I cuffed his hands above his head and placed a towel underneath his smooth ass. After which, I slapped lube onto my palm to tease his cock head. Using my other hand, I unwrapped the butt plug from my gear bag, wetted it with KY gel and positioned it at the entrance of his butt hole.

It was his first time having a plug inserted into his ass. I leaned on the side of caution not to inflict only just pain to him. Using my right hand to finger him while my left hand continued to cum control him, the boy was moaning louder when my finger went into his butt hole. Soon, I replaced my finger with the small size anal butt and it slipped comfortably in. I was surprised that his ass was not tight at all. I made a mental note to insert a bigger plug for the next training session.

I proceed to tie up his legs to prepare for the finale. I edged him with faster strokes and gave him even shorter breaks between the sets. Using both hands I rubbed against his dick pretend that I was trying to start a campfire, in this instant it was to ignite his mini fireworks.

I remembered he moaned and begged me twice, “Let me go! Let me go!” he cried. And groaned, “I’m cumming!” I paused for a two-minute cooling off period and proceeded with my campfire trick.

There was no word of warning when he cummed. Like a volcano, his white lava oozed out from the top of his dick onto my palms.

I slapped his stomach in objection of his poor communication. He protested and exclaimed,  “I told you just now that I was cumming!” Another mental note – this boy definitely deserved a second detention torment. 

Cum Controlling Him - Part 2

After Thursday session, he was allowed to rest for the night.

I returned to his place on Friday night. Again, his gate and door were left open for me to enter. I climbed the stairs to reach the third storey of his house where I found him waiting for me.

He had changed into his red Arena swim trunks to await for the second part of our training. I told him that tonight he would be milked dry so he better managed his own stamina.

I ordered him to bring out the ropes. Taking the ropes from him, I undid the knots and formed a loop over his head. I was not an expert in rope work but after 30 min, I managed to achieve a result that I was proud of. (See picture on the left.)

He was placed onto his bed, and blindfolded while I set up the camera to video down our session.

I started with a chest warm-up; fondling his smooth hairless chest and caressing his super sensitive nipples. He moaned whenever I touched his tits. This gave me a lot of excitement and I continued to play with his nipples.

I applied body lotion to his nipples and used my fingers to make circular motion around his nipples. His dick which was semi-erected was now fully hard.

Just like the night before, lotion was applied onto his cock head and his tight foreskin was being pulled down slowly. He jerked forward whenever a sensitive nerve was triggered.

When the dick head was fully revealed, I wasted no time and immediately proceeded to play with his glans and paying attention to his frenulum. By now he was already moaning. I used my left index finger to draw small circle on his nipples while my right hand continued to massage his cock in a circular manner.

I took some lotion to lubricate my finger and carried on to finger his tight man hole. Replacing my finger with a butt plug, I inserted it into his ass and ordered him to keep it in, otherwise a bigger size anal plug would be used to stuff it up his hole.

I began to lick his neck and slowly moved my way up to his ears. First his left ear and then his right ear. That's when I found out his g-spot was located at his right ear. His right ear was very sensitive to my licking and he struggled to break out of the bondage. Jerking him body violently, he begged me several times to stop it. I stopped for a few seconds for him to catch his breath and continued my unmerciful action of licking his right ears again, sending him from heaven to hell and back to heaven many times over.

By now his dick was oozing with pre-cum.

He turned his head to the right and refused to allow me to lick his g-spot. It was only when I threatened to tickle his armpits then he unwillingly turned to the left to allow me to invade his g-spot.

It was not a very long session but definitely as intense as the night before. Soon he was begging me to allow him to cum as he had reached his limits.

Grabbing my Tenga Flip Hole, I forced his shaft into the opening of the masturbator. It didn't take long before he lost his control and ejected. Unlike the previous night which he shot a long stream, tonight's orgasm was like a firework display and his was spurting his man juice all over his body and around his bed even some of his shooting landed onto the pillows. It was really messy.

Sub boy was untied but he was too tired to wash up, instead he took a well-deserved nap.