I let several weeks pass before using the countdown to bring tears and pleading from billy. The session began in it's usual fashion with billy on his knees for me to inspect. This is always a wonderful opportunity for reconnection. I circle him while my hands slide over his body, he receives a few slaps on his buttocks, possibly his balls are cupped and pulled, inevitably his nose nuzzles in between my legs at any opportunity. If I am slow to secure his hands then they will slide up my legs but that then leads to stronger discipline. Each time we meet I have a different spanking tool secreted in my handbag.
On this occasion I had two pieces of leather in my bag. One was soft and narrow, about one inch in diameter and a yard long. The other was a belt. I took the narrow strip of leather and began to flip it against his cock and balls, this was just teasing but it made his cock jerk madly and precum began to ooze. Yes Billy always has a massive erection for me to play with. On this day his cock was going to be leather encased. The strip was wound around his cock and balls and lightly tied, only the glans was left uncovered.
I instructed billy to bend over with his arse in the air. The spanking began with a brisk rhythm from my hands. It was followed with the belt. I love the sound of the belt landing on his butt and take much pleasure from watching the pattern of strokes gradually spread across both cheeks. Although I put the belt down I returned to it intermittently to add heat to his bottom whenever it cooled.
Knowing what I had planned for billy made me take more time and care on the prostate massage. Repeatedly I slid my fingers into his well lubricated hole and caressed that tender piece of flesh. From time to time I touched the glans sliding around and around until billy's squirming alerted me to how close he was to orgasm. Then I returned to the prostate or picked up the belt.
Eventually I reached the point where I wanted to end the play. Billy returned to a kneeling position and I unwound the leather from his cock and balls to release them. Billy was told that I wanted to watch him wank but that he would have a countdown, he wasn't to touch his cock until I began the count. His hands were released and I sat down in front of him. The count was going to be up to seventeen. I was gleeful as I began to count and he began to rub his cock. The numbers got closer to finishing and his face began to show distress. Seventeen was reached. I slapped his hands away, he tried to replace them and I got stern. He pleaded, said he was so close. It was a pitiful display but I laughed and sent him to have a cold shower.
The feeling was indescribable. Such a sense of power, an adrenalin rush that had me grinning and wriggling and needing an orgasm myself almost as much as he needed one. Two individuals one ecstatic and the other devastated, both ready to be sated but neither to be granted the opportunity.
On this occasion I had two pieces of leather in my bag. One was soft and narrow, about one inch in diameter and a yard long. The other was a belt. I took the narrow strip of leather and began to flip it against his cock and balls, this was just teasing but it made his cock jerk madly and precum began to ooze. Yes Billy always has a massive erection for me to play with. On this day his cock was going to be leather encased. The strip was wound around his cock and balls and lightly tied, only the glans was left uncovered.
I instructed billy to bend over with his arse in the air. The spanking began with a brisk rhythm from my hands. It was followed with the belt. I love the sound of the belt landing on his butt and take much pleasure from watching the pattern of strokes gradually spread across both cheeks. Although I put the belt down I returned to it intermittently to add heat to his bottom whenever it cooled.
Knowing what I had planned for billy made me take more time and care on the prostate massage. Repeatedly I slid my fingers into his well lubricated hole and caressed that tender piece of flesh. From time to time I touched the glans sliding around and around until billy's squirming alerted me to how close he was to orgasm. Then I returned to the prostate or picked up the belt.
Eventually I reached the point where I wanted to end the play. Billy returned to a kneeling position and I unwound the leather from his cock and balls to release them. Billy was told that I wanted to watch him wank but that he would have a countdown, he wasn't to touch his cock until I began the count. His hands were released and I sat down in front of him. The count was going to be up to seventeen. I was gleeful as I began to count and he began to rub his cock. The numbers got closer to finishing and his face began to show distress. Seventeen was reached. I slapped his hands away, he tried to replace them and I got stern. He pleaded, said he was so close. It was a pitiful display but I laughed and sent him to have a cold shower.
The feeling was indescribable. Such a sense of power, an adrenalin rush that had me grinning and wriggling and needing an orgasm myself almost as much as he needed one. Two individuals one ecstatic and the other devastated, both ready to be sated but neither to be granted the opportunity.
