I came across a new diversion which I have become smitten by and which may be a little complicated to explain. I have bitch-boy kneeling at one end of the sofa, head overhanging the end. His shaved sensitive boys bits are pulled through his legs and his thighs are then clamped together and bound just above the knee. His ankles and wrists are bound together. He is blindfolded and gagged and has silicon ear plugs.
I sit on the upturned soles of his feet, (his toes are pointed back). I then watch TV or make phone calls and, without raising my elbow from my lap, I can absentmindedly play with his sensitive, shaved boy’s bits, which protrude (with no doubt a very awkward feeling) out between the backs of his clamped together thighs.
Before I had first set him up so, I thought I would just occasionally play with the bundle of sensitive trinkets while I sat there. I find however that I cannot leave them alone and play just about continuously! I can spend up to two hours doing so.
I have particularly enjoyed watching foreign language programs and films (which, by the way, I become fully engrossed in) knowing that even if sounds are penetrating bitch-boy’s ear plugs, he can make no sense of them. So his bound-immobile, blind, gagged, sexually desperate world has nothing to focus on but the constant touch of my fingers. Sometimes teasing and caressing, sometimes squeezing, sometimes pumping away for a while on his stiff little pee-pee, sometimes sharp nails scratching and stabbing.
I recommend this very decadent use of your toy ladies!