"The cock and balls of a man are supposed to be a symbol of manhood…
Of male power and virility… to me, they are a source of weakness and slavery…
What better way to achieve domination and control of a man than through them…
And what better way to punish insolence, than through their brutal torture - Femdom CBT"
(By: Domina Amanda - continuing from extreme BDSM) Part V - With a helpless bondage sex slave bound before me, and one of my domination phone sex callers listening in on my wonderfully malicious BDSM torture session by speaker phone… I must say, I was quite enjoying my cruel self ~grinz~. Too bad the caller had to just imagine what he was hearing… as undeniably exciting as it was for him, it must also have been a tremendous cock tease (and the femdom CBT scene that was to come, would only push this to a greater extreme).
If my sneaky phone slave had really been here, "peeping" on us from the shadows, no doubt the experience would have been overwhelming for him. As good as I sound on the phone, the full effect of me in action is tremendous, and I love to be seen as much as I love to flaunt my talents and my beauty. I've never been a particularly shy person, and when it comes to femdom BDSM and bondage sex… the eyes of others are to me only witnesses in my brutal domination of another human being. I want people to see me, want me, and know that I don't just torture and have sex with those I choose, I break them and make them my property.
So… I stopped abusing his nipples - I knew that the brutal punishment I had given them had pushed things to an extreme where the pain wasn't as sharp as I wanted it to be anymore - and set my eyes on the hard cock and heavy hanging ball sack that I knew were crying for the femdom CBT affection that they longed for. BDSM presents limitless options, and the male body, for all the failings of the sex itself, is a welcome canvas for sadistic exploration.
Still looking my bondage sex slave in the eyes (I'm 5' 10" tall barefoot, and in a pair of thigh high boots I go nicely over 6', so I have no trouble looking tall men in the eye, or looking down on those of average height), I smiled at him and let my hands drop between his legs, taking hold of his cock with one and his ball sack with the other. The bound slave straightened up again immediately, and the wide eyed look he gave me sent a shiver of sadistic satisfaction through my body.
He was horribly helpless in my hands, under my complete control and he knew it very clearly… not simply due to the rope bondage that held him, or even the leather gloves that now cupped his cock and balls, but because his will was mine - no rope was ever necessary. My smile held the joy of someone intent on the brutal BDSM torture of a victim who could do nothing but suffer through whatever I wanted to do. My domination of him needed only that look alone.
I often like to declare my intentions during a femdom torture session… telling the slave what I intend to do to him as I progress. This lets his mind run with all the possibilities to come, heightening the effect due to fearful anticipation, and for that matter sexual excitement. Other times I like to say nothing, and just do… letting surprise take its toll, especially since the less known, the further the sense of helplessness and loss of control.
But since I had a dirty little audience in the form of my bondage sex caller, I spoke all through the BDSM session. When I began to describe the femdom CBT intentions I had for my slave, I heard our spy begin to whimper and groan… whispering how badly his cock needed to cum and he could not control it. At this I played up his voyeurism fetish a little, stopping to pretend I had "heard something"… calling out, "who's there… I said who is there, answer me now"… and then declaring "if someone is there, they had better hope I don't catch them… cause I'll put this leather gloved fist up their ass if I do".
At that he came… attempting, unsuccessfully, to stifle the sounds of his orgasm as his cock burst (in such phone sex sessions I allow him to cum this way - again, as would fit his fetish fantasy, but more because it makes me laugh to hear the noises he makes). It was only the first of the evening… my little peeping pervert was just getting started.
With a grin on my face I then pressed my body up against that of my bondage sex slave and said lovingly into his ears - "I am going to hurt your cock terribly… and I am going to beat your ball sack until you almost pass out… then I am going to fuck your ass raw." And with a soft laugh, my hands began to squeeze what they were holding (continued - femdom CBT).
Domina Amanda
BDSM Torture Phone Sex - 1-800-356-6169
Femdom CBT means Cock and Ball Torture by a cruel and ruthless female - like me ~grinz~.
"A dominatrix has to pace herself during more brutal forms of slave use…
Sure, it’s fun to kick and beat a man between his legs, and we all laugh at the screams…
But if you go too far, those sought after screams can go silent…
And while the expressions, and the way his body twitches is still wonderful…
For those of us who like to hear our victims sing, a line must be skillfully maintained…
To only be crossed when the conductor tires of the song - Femdom CBT Stories"
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“5′ 10″ tall barefoot, and in a pair of thigh high boots I go nicely over 6′” - that is such a hot vision. Long, long legs like that encased in leather, ending in a sharp high heel. Total femdom power as fits you Domina Amanda.
“For those of us who like to hear our victims sing, a line must be skillfully maintained… To only be crossed when the conductor tires of the song.” - So much of what you write it excellent, but that goes even farther.