Edging Master

I had alway been curious about bondage, edging, milking. I fantasised about meeting an experienced dom to make this a reality; a helpless slave giving up control, toyed with and drained like an animal. After a few months of looking online the opportunity presented itself to truly submit.

I came across a profile titled "Edging / Milking / Cum Control". It belonged to a master, an expert in restraining young and willing subs, keeping them chained until they saw it fit to finally give them release.

The rules stated that the meet was to be totally anonymous, I was to be obedient and at his mercy until he decided I was ready to be set free. I was terrified of giving up control, but also excited about the prospect of being helpless, at the will of an unknown master. After consideration, I agreed to the strict set of conditions.

It was confirmed that I would give myself to my anonymous dom for a minimum of two hours without objection. A specific set of instructions to follow on arrival were outlined and I was to follow them to the word. I nervously made my way to the apartment specified but as I arrived my mind raced:

Could I go through with this?

Who were they?

Could I trust them?

I arrived at the apartment door, left slightly ajar. I considered leaving; surely I couldn't go through with this. I hesitated outside the door but by now I had come too far. I had agreed and beyond the door I was expected, everthing was arranged.

Accepting my fate, I slowly pushed it open the door and made my way through the dark hallway. The apparment appeared to be completely empty, however i knew this wasn't true.

Now I could make out a leather office chair; this is where I would remain trapped until i was released. Next, I nervously removed all of my clothes folding them neatly by the door as arranged.

I now sat naked on the cold leather chair but before the session would start I was to be masked. I picked up the heavy leather mask which was left on the floor and placed over my head, fastening it tightly. The dimly lit appartment now faded to pitch black. I could see nothing.

Nude and unable to see, I was struck with panic, shaking in my chair. the fear i felt was edged wih excitement. As it was time to begin, thoughts raced of what would happen to me next.

"Ready" I nervously stuttered.

I heard movement from the next room which slowly grew louder. I sat exposed and unable to see as the footsteps got closer and closer. Finally, I felt the presence of someone in front of me. I could see nothing but knew my body was now being assessed and inspected; a vulnerable toy ready to be played with.

Without warning my left arm was lifted, and pulled behind me. My left wrist was bound, the steel of the hand cuffs enclosing around it, quickly followed the right. Both arms were now tightly bound behind my back touching the bottom of the office chair. If there was any thought of escape it was now out of the question.

Then followed silence, I was left waiting, my senses racing. Why had I put myself in this situation? I wanted to get out, this was just a fantasy and now I was out of control but there was nothing I could do. I had agreed to the terms and now master was taking what he was owed.

Slowly, the gentle caress of my body began, hands touching my thighs, abs and pinching my nipples. As I was inspected I moved in my chair to resist, but that was pointless. I spasmed as my body was slowly explored against my will.

Despite my resistance, the loss of control excited me. Blood gradually flowed to my exposed penis, it growing until finally it stood throbbing. The caressing continued around my groin, as I was toyed with, as I grew harder and harder.

After a tortuous 15 minutes of teasing, his hand gradually started to brush my manhood. As the teasing continued, my cock throbbed in anticipation of what was to come. Finally the hand grasped me, gently pulling back my foreskin and exposing the increasingly sensitive head of my penis. He now began to take full control.

My body spasmed as a generous amount of lube was now applied, coating me. Expertly, his hands moved up and down my shaft and squeezing my balls. Slowly, I felt a cock ring being placed over me and pulled to the base of my shaft. My testicles ached, as instructed I hadn't orgasmed for a number of days. I was heavy, full and expected to deliver a heavy load when required.

Next a mixture of undeniable pleasure and torture began. His hands continuously slid up and down my shaft, squeezing my balls and sliding under me, massaging between my balls and ass. My mouth was left free from the face mask and I began to moan in ecstasy. It was too much, suddenly I began to climax crying out. My cuffed hands pulled against one another as pleasure shot through my body but suddenly the hand stopped. Release was not yet permitted and this was just the beginning.

I had agreed to two hours; it felt like I had been trapped for an eternity. Again and again I was brought to the edge, ready to explode. Expertly, my captor knew when I was close to ejaculation; he was in perfect control. My moans became desperate as I was continuously left on the edge. As his oiled hands quickly caress my head I cried out like an animal.

As I was continually taken to the edge my whole body spasmed. I was desperate for relief and the pleasure was now torture. My cuffs violently pulled against each as I begged to for permission to cum. It felt like I had been toyed with for hours but I had lost all track of time. All I could think about was release.

As I continued to beg for the torment to end even more lube was applied. More sensitive than ever, oiled hands forcefully milked my shaft causing me to squeal. As the pace increased I resembled an animal, twisting and writhing. It was now clear that this time I was to be milked.

My whole body shook in preparation for release. I cried out as the one hand slid up and down me, whist the other painfully gripped my swollen balls. In a twisted mixture of ecstasy and pain I reached the point of no return. I erupted, cum continuously flowing until I was emptied.

Finally, the handcuffs were removed from my arms releasing me. Now I was finished with and the footsteps moved to the next room. This was my cue to leave.