…while I crush your useless balls
So I ground My heel into the head of his cock…
This slut has very good manners and thanked Me without My having to remind him.
After encasing him in a full-body harness, I shoved him to the ground and trampled his most vulnerable area.
I do love to see and feel cocks and balls flatten under My sexy heels.
The best way i would begin to describe my most recent session with Mistress Tissa would be to say it took place in three different phases, each one with an equal mix of pain and pleasure. During phase one i was whipped, phase two i was fucked, and phase three i was shocked. All three phases were equally intense. After again stressing my devotion to Mistress Tissa on my knees, i was told to climb up onto a padded bench. Mistress Tissa then cuffed my wrists and hooked my hands to two over head restraints that kept my arms in the air for the duration of my beating at the hands of a true Goddess. Before beginning, Mistress Tissa told me that She would be using some of Her “new toys” on me that She had recently purchased on Her cross country road trip. My guess was that none of Mistress Tissa’s new toys were made by Fisher Price. Like our last session, Mistress Tissa used various instruments of torture on me, but i did not recognize most of the new devices She used, so my thinking was most of them were new. The difference between the beatings i was given this session and during the last one was that Mistress Tissa seemed to focus on my ass and the backs of my thighs, rarely hitting my back at all. i was administered 8 to 10 whacks with each instrument and then Mistress would move to her next “toy.” Finally, Mistress seemed to settle on a new type of cane that had a very different feel than anything She had ever used on me. When She hit me with it i could feel the same sting that i felt with previous canes that Mistress used on me, but it was a heavier instrument that landed with more of a thud. i am not even sure what you would call this instrument, although Mistress Tissa described it in her blog as somewhat of a Lexan cane*. All i know is when She brought it down hard on my ass, it hurt like hell. Mistress Tissa hit me with Her “new toy” a few times then stopped. She started again and then stopped. Then She started again in very rapid succession. For some unknown reason i started counting very quietly to myself. I thought Mistress Tissa might grow tired when she gave me a 50 lashes with the cane, then 100, or even 150. It was all probably wishful thinking as i am fully aware that Mistress Tissa is extremely athletic and could probably whip me for hours without growing tired, if She desired. Finally She decided i had enough and She stopped whipping me. i stopped my count at 186. What came next was the pleasure part of phase one when Mistress Tissa began softly rubbing Her healing hands across my burning skin. i have written about what this feels like in recent writings, so this time i will be brief in my description and only use one word, fantastic!
It was now time for me to get fucked by the amazing Mistress Tissa! i was told to bend over and place my head on the bondage table that was pulled up next to the padded bench, where i was still kneeling. Mistress Tissa then prepared me for what was to come. Mistress Tissa placed a new type of gag over my mouth that i believe is called a spider gag. i looked up the name of it on Wikipedia, under gags (BDSM). You can find almost anything on Wikipedia, including spider gags. The spider gag kept my mouth open the entire time. Mistress Tissa also tied my wrists together and tied them to the bondage table. i was not going anywhere, not that i wanted to. It was time to give myself completely to Mistress Tissa, not that i had any choice in the matter. Mistress Tissa then lubricated my ass and …prepar[ed] me for what was coming next. First a butt plug, which accidently fell out (Mistress Tissa was not happy), then dildo number one, a larger dildo number two, and the largest dildo of the day number three was pushed into me from behind. The dildos were all being worn by the intoxicating Mistress Tissa. After each time Mistress Tissa fucked me from behind She informed me that, “you are not done yet.” Number three was a challenge for me. i was not convinced that i could take it all the way in, but Mistress Tissa was convinced that i was going to take it and She always has the final word. Actually during all of O/our sessions She has the only word that counts. As Mistress Tissa pounded into me from behind, Her thighs banging against mine, She reminded me of some of the statements that i am required to say as Mistress Tissa fucks me. The statements this day were (in no particular order): “i am your bitch.” “i am your slut,” “i am your whore, Mistress,” “my fuck hole belongs to you Mistress,” “please fuck me Mistress,” “more, please more Mistress.” These were just some of the statements that i was required to make to demonstrate my devotion to Mistress Tissa as She continued to demonstrate Her complete power over me. i did not mind making any of the previous statements, but the only problem i experienced throughout was trying to make those statements with the spider gag making it almost impossible to speak. Mistress Tissa showed no sympathy, continuing to force me to speak through the gag and then laughing as i mumbled my various statements of devotion to Her. Something i also learned about the gag was that it caused me to drool constantly from my mouth, as I could not control the saliva from flowing onto the bondage table, and there was no pad under me. i made the decision to cover my mouth with my bound hand to stop my drooling in place of telling Mistress of my predicament. i am not sure that was a good idea but I decided at that moment to not take the chance of disappointing Mistress Tissa. Finally, Mistress Tissa pushed into me for the last time and withdrew dildo number three from my ass. She then informed me that it was the largest one i had ever taken. i was not surprised by that comment. Mistress Tissa often tells me that She has to train my ass to take something bigger. This was definitely a “big” training day for me.
For phrase three i was instructed to sit on Her bondage chair and to spread my legs. Mistress Tissa secured both my legs and arms to the chair, making me fully exposed for Her pleasure. i was then blindfolded. i could not see a thing, which i am sure was Mistress Tissa’s plan. Mistress Tissa then applied what felt like a gel to my balls, and the electric shocks to my balls began.
I guess the voltage was being adjusted as sometimes the shocks were clearly more painful than others. i assume that Mistress Tissa was using the TENS device on me that She has used in the past. The only time i used my safe word during a session was when Mistress Tissa shocked my penis and balls with the TENS device. This time i made it through without using my safe word as either i was very lucky or more likely Mistress Tissa decided to take go easy on me.
i was then instructed to lie on the floor on my back next to the bondage table. Mistress Tissa climbed up on the table and placed Her boots on my chest. i love being below Her! At times She pushed her boots down onto my cock and balls and at other times She dug Her spiked heels into my very sore nipples.
But, it was all good because before She did any of this She removed my blindfold and i was now being permitted to look up at the stunning Mistress Tissa. i was sore, but content. i would have been content staying in that position for hours under the spell of Mistress Tissa, but that was not meant to be, as O/our session would soon be coming to a close. But, before finishing my writings, i will share that while i was on the floor looking up at Mistress Tissa, She again allowed me to kiss her boots several times and to suck on her spiked heel.
Mistress Tissa again reminded me that i was a lucky slave. Very, very true! Thank you Mistress Tissa, from someone who is completely devoted to serving You.
* It is indeed a fiberglass cane encased in a padded sleeve. I have decided to name it “Punisher”.