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Neighbours - Chapter 58
Date: 6/27/2024, Categories: Fetish, Author: sissycrissy
... a pair of round steel balls with hooks onto the loops of chain, like they were perverted Christmas tree ornaments. I bit my lower lip to stop the soft moan that had escaped. “Don’t try to hide your reactions, dear. It pleases me and informs me to know what is affecting you.” “Yes, Mistress,” I moaned softly. She lifted up the camera again, taking a close-up shot of my tormented genitals. “You have done a nice job of grooming down there, Christopher. Was this something that you did to please Cheryl?” she asked. “N.. No, Mistress,” I answered. “Interesting,” she said, smiling at me. “Let’s add some more.” I thought that she meant more weights, which made me wince in anticipation, but she meant something else. She reached down to the cart and picked up a pair of clover-style nipple clamps. She stepped in close, pinching my nipples to harden them, then pinched and closed the cold smooth metal of them onto me. Once they were in place, she played with the chain between them, letting it slide over her fingers and then letting it drop. She did that a few times, and then went even farther by adding two of her weights to that chain as well. The tug on the clamps tightened them, and I moaned softly once more. “Feel the ache build up. This isn’t pain for pain’s sake, Christopher. I want you to feel how you are sinking into your dependency on my kindness and wishes for you. Feel yourself sinking into my control. Are you under my control, Christopher?” “Yes, ...
... Mistress. I am under your control, Mistress.” “What a well-spoken answer. It is almost as if you have had some training in protocol,” she said, smiling. Her hands kept moving over me with an almost feather-like touch. Sometimes I felt her soft fingertips and other times, just the cool hardness of her nails. The ache built steadily, both between my legs and at my nipples. “I hope you can feel the weight as a manifestation of my control. Remember, we are just getting started. I want you to be completely open and honest with me, Christopher, as I said. Feel yourself open up to me.” “Yes, Mistress,” I breathed. “Your wife tells me that she has taken a lover. Is that correct?” “Yes, Mistress.” “It is a woman that she’s speaking of, isn’t it?” “Yes, Mistress.” She kept moving around me, kept touching me, kept teasing me. This beautiful, stunning woman was caressing my naked, helpless body, all while discussing my cuckolding. “Is it embarrassing for you to know that your wife is going to someone else for passion and satisfaction?” “Yes, somewhat, but I… I understand it, I think.” “You understand it. Do you think she is justified in seeking an outside lover?” “Yes… I mean… well, yes I think I do. I don’t know if I’ve been the best lover or partner for her.” “You think she deserves more passion or lust or satisfaction than you’ve been giving her?” “Yes, Mistress.” It was true. It was becoming clear to me, over these weeks, that in my years ...