Coming Game

We play with chastity and orgasm control / denial a lot, and we have a lot of fun with it, but last Saturday I decided to reverse our chastity game, something that's long been a fantasy of sol's.

Sol and I spent some time discussing possible edging and coming games and then I laid down the rules for today's game:

• We would hold five sessions.

• One every hour, over a five hour period.
  

• He would come at the end of each session.

• Each session would consist of ten minutes, eight minutes stroking and two minutes to come.

• He must not take his hands off his cock or stop masturbating without Mistress' permission while the clock was running.
  

• He would aim to come as close to the final time as possible.
  

• He must still (as per our D/s rules) ask Mistress for permission to come ... I had the option to say no and call the whole game anytime *grin*
  

• If he came, Mistress was pleased. His reward? My pleasure and the fact he got to come, of course, what else?
  

• If he wasn't able to come, Mistress Would Be Displeased And There Would Be A Punishment.

• The punishment for each session he didn't come would be a week in the chastity device.

From talking to sol he was pretty sure he'd be able to come the first three times but he wasn't sure about the last two. That meant the proposed punishment was scary but do-able. At the worst he'd have two weeks in the device, possibly three.

We used a clock and sol's mobile (which clearly let us know when he moved into the final two minute come period) to time the event:


We began...

The first session took place outside at 1.45pm. Sol wore pretty lingerie (it's colors are "black and peach whip" so how could we not purchase it?!) and black stockings ... and a black leather ball stretcher to make things more interesting:


He sat on a leather cushion at my feet:


His main concern during this first session was not coming too fast.

One minute in and he was slowing his hand right down. By eight minutes he was feeling a bit over stimulated but coming was definitely NOT going to be a problem...

He came right as the phone alarm went off, lol:


I looked down to take a photo and it didn't even look like he'd come, he was still so erect:


Laughing, I allowed him to remove the ball stretcher:


We relaxed for a while and then while we waited for Session 2 sol painted my toes:


Suddenly, mid pedicure, I realized it was nearly 2.45pm and time to start again. The ball stretcher went back on and the mobile timer was set ....

And we were off:


Session 2 went well. He paced himself nicely and by four minutes in he was "close to the edge". At the five minute I had to warn him not to take his hand off or completely stop masturbating. By five and a half minutes he claimed it was less intense. By seven and a half minutes he was "desensitized and very glad [he] had two minutes to work up to coming".

During the last minute I played with his nipples to provide extra stimulation ... and he asked permission to come four seconds before the final alarm.

Not bad. Mistress was pleased, I thought, as I gave him permission to lick up his come.

But on the other hand Mistress wasn't. I wanted to win. And that meant getting him to the point where he couldn't come ... but my time was coming. So to speak.

Sol finished painting my toes and we moved inside, as the afternoon had grown cool. Very soon it was time for session 3. Sol sat on a stool before me, with his blue dressing gown on for extra warmth.

At exactly 3.45pm we began:


It quickly became obvious that having already come twice in the last two hours was going to slow sol down this time. At one and a half minutes he was still not hard (yay!!!).

At the two minute mark he confirmed he was "not getting swollen yet" and at two and a half minutes I took this photo of his soft cock:


At three minutes he was "starting to stir" (damn it) and at three and a half minutes I thought we were going to have a bit of action. At four and a half minutes he admitted to "not being very sensitive" (poor darling) but was hard.

At the six minute mark Mistress had an ethical dither: did I let him keep struggling and possibly not make it, or did I make things more interesting? I went with the latter, providing stimulation in the form of tweeked nipples and at six minutes and forty seconds, pulling down hard on the ball stretcher:


I inserted my pretty painted toes under his balls and told him he was to come over my toes:


That was kinky enough to get his attention. At the final two minute mark he moved to a two handed grip:


And with much groaning, panting and major carry on (anyone would think it was hard work or something) and after requesting permission, he came over my toes at nine minutes forty two seconds:


I instructed him to lick his come off my toes:


That's really seriously perverted, that is....

Sol was totally exhausted and needed a lie down. By this point things are really getting interesting. I was damned sure sol was not going to be able to come again an hour later, so things were really going my way.

Of course fate intervened. Our friend harmlessmostly dropped round with two other friends. The result? A three hour break for sol to recoup before we were able to hold the next session. Damn!

We held Session 4 in bed at 6.45pm. I think sol had hoped the last two sessions would not be held. On went the ball stretcher and then the timer:


It was clear right away that sol was struggling. At one minute with lots of lube he was semi hard. Things looked better for a moment but then I had some camera trouble, which he claimed ruined his concentration at the four minute mark!

At the nine minute mark I was generous enough to offer some additional stimulation but it was no use. Sadly sol failed.

Poor sol! I made suitably "there there, dear" noises while happily scrawling at the bottom of my scene notes:


Of course there was supposed to be another, final session. But sol was seriously wiped out. So why bother ... after all, Mistress had already won :)

On Monday morning, after our morning rituals, it was back into the device for a week:


I'd forgotten to put him in the chastity device on Sunday morning, before we went to a munch. But strangely, for the first time ever, he didn't seem that interested in playing with his cock *grin*.

Photos: Ms160