I live and write BDSM. Age 18+. Scarleteen is great for under 18.
I had a plot twist from the Vala's Story book I'm working on in rewrites currently and it dripped over into today's Masturbation Monday :D . As I was writing, I told one of my beta readers, this is extreme for me. So enjoy some CBT and caning.
With her long scarlet nails brushing the side of his shaft, Kaya led Ailin's cock and balls through the plastic base.
"Please, my Lady," Ailin whimpered.
Kaya clicked her tongue. "We're still figuring out things like how my closeness can make your hearing aids whine. So for now, I'm going to enjoy some CBT."
"But your nails, my Lady."
"You don't like the artificial nails? I'm enjoying them."
Ailin dragged his teeth over his bottom lip. "Uh... they make it... difficult to be... obedient... my Lady."
"But you're still so soft, my boy." Kaya traced around the head of his cock with the point of her nail. "I guess I should get your cock through the hole for it quick. Or are you still too anxious about your hearing aids to get an erection?"
His head rocked to one side on his pillow and his hearing aid gave out a loud whistle. He rolled his head back into the middle of the pillow.
Kaya grabbed the dry erase board. "That's one cane strike. What was that movement about?"
"I... erection... um--"
"Are you letting embarrassment about a normal thing make you cause your hearing aid to shriek?"
"Yes, I'm sorry, my Lady." He groaned as she lead his cock through the second plastic plate.
"What is that on the head of your cock?" Holding his foreskin down, although his hard shaft hardly needed it, she pressed her finger into a small bit of pre-cum. She led his right hand to his cock to take the place of her hand. Instantly he pulled his hand back, a string of pre-cum from his cock to his finger. She began to tighten one wingnut on the top board.
"My Lady!" His head rocked back and forth against the pillow, forcing a series of whines to come from his ears.
"Ugh!" With thumbs, she pressed against the tragus on both her ears. When he stilled and the sound stopped, she grumbled, "That's at least another five strikes. Are you intentionally earning yourself strikes, boy? I wonder if a posture collar would cause whining or not."
"Please, my Lady."
"Please what?" She went to work on another wingnut.
He groaned, the sound long and harsh. "Uh, collar, please, my Lady."
"We will experiment, in awhile." She gave the third wingnut a spin with her thumb. Among his desperate moans, she tightened the final wingnut. She reached between the plates to brush her fingernail over his compressed nuts. Her hand on his hip, she pushed him over onto his stomach.
He cried out when his restrained genitals pushed into her bed. He lifted his hips.
"Flat on the bed!" Kaya poked Ailin's ass with the cane's tip.
"Yes, yes, oh sorry, my Lady," he babbled as he fell back into position. His hearing aids produced two long whistles.
"Chin flat on the bed," Kaya barked.
"Please oh please fuck hurt my Lady," Ailin babbled.
"Eight." She brought the cane down on the curve of his buttocks. As he pulled in a breath to cry out, she delivered the next strike.
"Fuck fuck fuck!" He screamed at the next two cane strikes, the acrylic burning paths across the tops of his thighs.
"My title, boy?" She pressed the tip of the cane to his forehead.
"Sorry, my Lady." He lifted his hips again, pain throbbing through his genitals.
"Down!" She pushed an inch or so of the cane into his asshole.
"My Lady, please!" He pushed down into her bed and immediately groaned at the shooting pain at the additional pressure.
Without pause between she delivered another four cane strikes across his ass. She shoved him back over onto his back.
Tears poured down his cheeks.
She grabbed a bit of coconut oil from an open container and grabbed his red cock. "Come if you can."
Sobbing and moaning, he writhed against the bed, his hearing aids wailing along with him as the semen rushed from his abused cock.
Cane back in hand, she tapped the head of his cock with it, coaxing the orgasm to continue.
"My, my Lady!" With a tensed neck, he managed to get his hearing aids to quiet. His feet pointed helplessly as a final bit of semen dripped from his cock.
"Good boy." She quickly unfastened the ball crusher. "Go wash your hands so you can put away your hearing aids for the night. Then I'll cuddle you."
"Yes, thanks, my Lady." Tears started down his cheeks again as he struggled to sit up and then get off her bed. "Thanks, my Lady." He struggled to his feet and then toward the doorway. His hearing aids screeched again.