I guess I forgot to mention the strapon. You see, while this is happening, I will be fucking you in the ass. Fucking you hard -- to distract you -- while you perform the duty of licking, sucking, and lapping at Sarah's pussy.
Good morning my slut,
I’m sitting here typing this wrapped up in my big white bathrobe — the one you bought me on your last business trip. My coffee is sitting right here on my desk. It’s the cup you fixed for me when you were on your way out the door. It tastes good, by the way.
But that is not the reason for this letter. And I know when you read the subject line your heart started pounding faster. You can tell that something evil is about to happen to you.
You can tell that the domme in me is back — stronger than ever. And that you are going to have to suffer because of it.
But I do have some good news for you. Sort of. You don’t have to worry about coming home tonight to a long, several hour beating. You don’t have to worry about arriving home to find a note with shackles next to it, a pair of thong panties for you to wear and a Polaroid camera.
You don’t have to worry about receiving a package from a courier containing a remote control butt plug and locking chastity harness. With no key.
No, I think my mood is a little different this time. You won’t get the brunt of it all at once.
Not this time.
*****
As I sit here sipping my coffee and surfing the net, I realize that I have not taken complete control of your cock. Of MY cock I should say. I have not used you to your full potential, and I have been to easy on you.
This week, we put you to the test, my slave. You are going to learn what real obedience means, and I am not going to make you go through one night to prove your potential to me. This time, it will last an entire week.
Each night I will tease you to the brink several times. I will send you to work dressed in the silkiest, tightest panties under your trousers. I will send evil little presents to you. I will arrange slumber parties with my girlfriends so you can hear us giggling downstairs and you know I am showing them the Polaroids of you in the teddy with the high heels, showing me your ass.
It will be a week of pure hell for you, and pure bliss for me. I will show up one day at your office for a noon appointment, and take you a shopping mall parking lot and fuck you. And you will need to be prepared for this, because I already have my outfit picked out.
Let me just tell you that you will melt when you see it, before the blindfold goes on. It is all black latex, with holes where my nipples are, with a zipper at the crotch. I am borrowing AnneMarie’s van that day, and you are going to be strapped down in the back while I grease the strapon right in front of you.
And just think. You have to return to work afterward. Will you be able to handle it?
Will I?
*****
That’s another point of this letter, my slut. I have to tell you that I am ..well, I am changing. And I do not want this to worry you, but I have felt it coming on, and I have been waiting for the right time to tell you.
And this week is a good chance to — transition — into what I need. You see, I don’t think the casual dominance is going to work for me anymore. I love the little games we play, but I need more. I find myself thinking about it almost every morning when I wake up. I find myself totally satiated one hour, then wanting it again only an hour later.
And it worries me, because I don’t know how much you can take. Can you take more — can you take it *every* night after work, instead of a few nights a week?
Can you handle the self-fucking in the bathroom when my voicemails come, the panties that show up in a brown paper bag, the orders to use your QuickCam at your office and send me pictures of your cock and balls tied up really tight..only to hear me open them when we sit on the phone together, and listen to me masturbate as I describe how seeing them makes me feel?
You know this has been coming. I am going to need more control over your.
You have to prove that you can handle it.
Seven days.
*****
In order to make sure the seven days are not compromised, I have purchased a steel chastity device. It took 6 weeks for them to make it, slut. And it cost — well — more than you will want to know.
By the way, you paid for it.
The device cannot be compromised. It is a thin enough steel that it won’t interfere with your clothes, but you will not be able to go to the gym during the day. And you won’t be going on any business trips, because the airport alarm will go off. I guess this is a good way to keep you in town?
I will have to truss up your cock and balls with some thin leather straps before getting it into the device — it is pretty tight and small. You can still piss, but you have to do that sitting down from now on.
Your masculinity — every last bit of it — will be mine.
There is also a tens type unit that comes with it. Without even removing it, by adding a cord to it, I can give you an electrical shock — right into your balls or the head of your cock — in increasing intensity. This is for after work training. During quiet time, when I am relaxing and you are massaging my feet or being a footrest for me. Just to keep you alert and attentive.
But the main purpose of this cock sheath is to make sure you do not cum. And make sure that even getting hard is extremely painful.
*****
There are two locks that come with it. One is a combination lock and one requires a key. On some of the days I will use the combination lock so that I can call you up and require you to “perform” for me in order to earn the combination and masturbate. Only to the brink, though, as all cumming is now for me and me only.
When you get home from work I will release you — sometimes — from the locking device, only to have some time to tease you, to use your cock, to test out some of my new cock and ball tortures. Mostly intense bondage and some tests with weights.
But you will never cum. I promise that.
*****
On the sixth night, when you are really on the verge of insanity, I am going to make our apartment into a dungeon. That night you are going to be given the ultimate test.
You are going to have to serve me, and Sarah, and you are going to do it for 8 hours, enduring the most humiliating and degrading things, fucked in the ass, sat on, made to lick and suck every inch…every *nasty little area*..of both of us. All on videotape for my critiquing purposes.
I intend to fuck you in the ass — oh, wait.
Before I go into this part, it is time for a little participation on your part. I have been way too easy on you in this email. You are already on your knees as you always are, but now you are to get your ball stretcher out and put it on. And I want a photo with your QuickCam — emailed to me right away — to show me that it is adequately tight.
Next I want you to apply a liberal amount of Tiger Balm on the tip of your cock so that when you read the next part of this email you feel it — feel it really burning. And are aware of just how serious I am.
And now, proceed when you have finished those tasks.
*****
Let me tell you about how we are going to fuck you in the ass, slave.
I say “we” because it is going to require both of us. And that is another part of the side-purpose of this note — which we will discuss after the seven days are over — but so you can think about it, let me make this clear.
I want to have Sarah move in with us permanently as our — as *my* — live in slavegirl. We will talk about this later.
But let me tell you now about what is in store for you. And I trust your balls are nice and tight and the tiger balm is burning your poor cock insanely at this moment (have I mentioned in this email yet how wet I am, how I long to see you suffer, submit, degrade yourself and endure for me — my ever loving, sweet little slut slave?)
*****
You can imagine how horny you are going to be by this time in your 7-day challenge. Coming home to both Sarah and I will be very difficult, you will be so turned on that you will barely be able to drive I imagine.
And when you kiss me “hello”, you will taste her on my lips. Will that just about put you over the edge? Probably not, with that chastity device on you.
You will have a hard time not thinking of how I probably tied down my little Sarah slave and had my way with her, alternating the torture of her nipples with the lapping at her pussy, until she was left a squirming, squealing, sexy little mess. And you will have missed what I did to her with the strap-on, too. But, oh well, maybe we will tell you about it once you are locked down securely. Maybe I will tell you about it while I sit on your face and review the high points with Sarah.
After the kiss, I will force you down to the floor and make you greet both Sarah and I properly — lips to our shoes — a gentle kiss. Sarah might be barefoot by then, you know I rarely allow her to wear shoes unless they are 5 inch torture heels.
You will assume the position in the center of the room where I will have cleared the furniture, and Sarah will be placed in a chair in front of you. First you will have to watch me tie her to it, completely naked, and you will see once again how toned her body is, how her flesh is that smooth, white texture, how her nipples stand erect at the slightest hint of touch or temperature.
You will see again what a beautiful creature she is — the creature that you can never be — a woman. And my slave. And equally important to me.
I cannot say whether or not I will have to stop to make love to her in the chair. Sometimes I can’t help it. But if I do, you will just have to wait and watch.
And considering how long it has been since you came, and how the device feels locked onto your cock — you might consider it real torture.
*****
Once I am done securing Sarah I will position you between her legs. Your face, that is. Locked right in place — and her thighs will be tied apart so she cannot get away.
Then I will order you to make her cum.
And I will order her not to cum.
So tell me. Who is the better slave?
*****
I guess I forgot to mention the strapon. You see, while this is happening, I will be fucking you in the ass. Fucking you hard — to distract you — while you perform the duty of licking, sucking, and lapping at Sarah’s pussy.
I will be ordering her — and you know how obedient she is, “You will NOT cum!” as I ram my 8 inch cock up your tight little ass. Can you imagine the intensity of that fucking? As you are being violated you will realize that you have to make her cum or face something completely horrible, the worst punishment ever.
With every thrust of my hips, you will be pushed into her crotch, your tongue pushed deeper, and she will feel like it is me fucking her. I can control the tempo of your tongue by the way I fuck your ass, my slut. The harder I slam my cock into your ass, the deeper your tongue will go.
And she will squirm, and moan, and you will see her body writhe in the bonds (yes, I will make you watch, even if I have to grab your hair and yank it back and order you to keep your eyes open).
Oh, did I mention also that if I cum before Sarah, you also lose?
*****
You see, when I am ramming that cock into your ass and watching you go down on my slave girl I am also going to be masturbating– not that I need to. And if I cum before she does, the game is over, and you will be punished.
You know how hot it makes me, and how little time it takes me to cum when I am fucking you that way. I will be holding you by the hips and making you back up onto me as I ram your ass, and just the sight of Sarah squirming there will get me even hotter.
This is going to be a difficult task for you. The most difficult ever.
*****
I cannot even try to predict how this evening will finish. You can just wonder. But I will tell you that if you are allowed to cum — if by some chance I am pleased with you and what you have done — I will allow you that opportunity.
But you will do it in the most degrading fashion, right in front of Sarah as I stroke her hair and help her come down, as I possibly caress her body and you envy our intimacy.
I think the most fitting end to our seven day adventure will be to make you cum into a champagne glass on your knees while we watch you. You will then have to drink it as Sarah and I drink champagne.
A sort of celebration, you see, of the change in our arrangement. Of her joining us permanently, and of you handing yourself over completely — the new steel chastity device locked onto you always, with me holding the key.
The next step of our relationship, my slut. Seven days turning into the rest of our lives.
I can’t stop thinking of it. So much so that I am ending this note, packing up my toybag, and will be at your office by 2pm. Tell your secretary you have an offsite meeting. Be dressed in panties and bra under your work clothes when I arrive.
Keep the ball stretcher on, too. And why not..for fun..add a plug…
You will see me soon.
Adoringly,
Mistress Akasha
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