Just a small thing for a friend…

Prompt: Okay aah! So basically The three big things I’d kill for are anything with panties but specifically panty gags, as extreme/heavy of bondage as you’re comfy with doing, and real evil denial (crying is a good start lmao) ending in no release/chastity! 

This story is from the perspective of a domme talking to a current sub about one she’s played with in the past.

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Oh honey, look at you all tied up and ready to play! You look so perfect for me with your pretty panties and my own lacy pair stuffed in your mouth. A great image for me to sit back with this glass of wine and recount the time I played with an old dear friend. He was a very good boy, maybe one even better than you.

He liked panties too. He would wear them under his clothes everywhere, everyday. Light pink on errands day, hoping no one would catch a glimpse at the grocery store. Lacy turquoise to cheer him up on Mondays. My favorites were the purple pair that perfectly fit his pretty little butt. I enjoyed spanking him in those quite a bit.

One evening, I had him tied up just like you are now, on all fours with your hands and legs cuffed together. Your legs are spread apart, so neither of you could touch your leaking denied cocks, besides the feel of the soft lace. I told him, “Stay in place for me, sweet boy, until you leak so much there’s a wet spot on your clean sheets.”

The pretty little whimper he made in that moment almost made me cave. It turned me on so much, I started to wonder if that was reward enough. But then, I thought about how much more I’d be able to get out of him.

I remember smirking as I made my way over to the bed, picking up a textured paddle along the way. I stroked lightly along the length of his spine with one hand. The other teased him with the paddle: dragged it along the back of his calves and up along his inner thighs as I leaned down to suck a mark on his upper back. I smiled, hearing the sharp breath he drew in at my mouth on his skin.

“All right, baby,” I said, kissing and teasing the mark I had just made, “I’m going to start the spankings now. Be sure to count for me, darling.”

I reached over and removed the panties that had been gagging him. I needed to hear his desperate voice beg.

“Yes, miss,” he said, so softly that it was barely more than a sigh. I dragged the tip of my finger along his length through the panties. I giggled lowly as he moaned – he was already leaking into them. I felt a small wet spot that I hoped would grow slowly enough for me to get through all my plans for the evening.

I dragged the panties down a bit and started with the paddle, alternating cheeks until they were each rosy. I bit my lip in enjoyment as his counts got softer, voice breaking a bit as the numbers grew. I lost track of how many times I hit him now, but boy was sore for days. Poor thing.

After a generous round of paddling, I gave his cheeks a few soothing kisses before reaching around to play with his leaking cock. I ran kisses up and down the length of his spine as I wrapped my hand around his hard length and started stroking.

I reminded him gently what he needed to do for me, how I wanted him to stay hard and leaking until I gave him permission to come. and was rewarded once again with his moan. It was soft but long and drawn out, the need was evident in his voice, and by the way his eyes closed so tightly.

So what choice did I have but to reward him? His moans sent tingles down my spine, they made me feel so good.  

I started to stroke faster, made my grip just a little bit tighter. I considered reaching over for lube, but he was leaking so much that it wasn’t necessary. First I reduced him to a state of constant whining… and then the begging started.

“Miss, please. Miss, I’m so-fuck, so close. I will do an–anything for you. You can take anything from me – ask me anything. Miss, please. I’ll do anything. Pl-please let me cum, Miss. Y-you can have anything.”

I stopped touching him. The whine I got in response was music to my ears. I could feel myself dripping into my panties, and for that, I supposed a reward was in order as well.

I pulled those pretty purple panties back over his butt and flipped him over, taking off the cuffs so he could move his arms.

I moved to straddled his face. “Baby boy, you have been so  good tonight, giving me what I want, offering to do anything for me. So here’s what I want from you: give me an orgasm. Give me an orgasm and you’ll get one back.”

I figured, I was wet because of him, right? So who better to help me clean up?

I rode his face, gracing him with my own moans until I came against his tongue, harder than I ever had with him before.

I scooted down his chest, leaving a wet trail behind, and kissed him, tasting myself on him and feeling him slack and mindless under me. He was so lost in the endorphin high, he was little more than a toy for me, a toy play with as I wished.

I sat next to him, reaching back into those panties and wrapping my hand around him again. His eyes fluttered shut and he could only say one word.

“Please.”

He repeated it over and over, trying his best not to thrust his hips up into my hand. His whole body was flushed a lovely red all over. Tears leaked out the corner of his eyes as he whispered that same word over and over again, body taut with the desire to cum, but filled with the discipline to wait for permission.

“Look at you, my darling boy,” I said, leaving butterfly kisses along his shoulder. “You want to cum, don’t you baby? You’ve certainly earned it. Shall I do it, my boy? Shall I let you come?”

His eyes opened then and found mine, tears coming continuously.  

“Pl-please, miss,” he whispered, more desperate and broken than I’d ever heard him.

“No.” I smiled my sweetest smile and removed my hands from around his cock. “You are too pretty right now, as desperate as you are. I think I’d like to see more of this side of you. I believe I’ll keep denying you,at least a little bit longer.”

The whine I heard in response to that reassured me that I had made the right decision.

And now, my dear, what to do with you?

Fin.

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