During the weekend just gone, I realised I had evolved in one specific way in my mean treatment of bitch-boy without even noticing. In what way? Well, in the early days and perhaps right into early 2013, (I can’t really remember when the change happened), I used to edge his little cock throughout a full day or long evening of my domination of him. He would not get to cum, but perhaps once each hour or two, I would bring him to erection, bring him close to cumming two or three times, and then return him to his chores or humiliations. I realised this weekend just gone, that I do not do that anymore. Now, he is put into a sissy maids outfit, or schoolgirl outfit or little girl outfit and either his restraint tube is already on or I padlock his pin-lined leather strap around his little clitty and then he gets on with his chores or undergoes his humiliating rituals, or both! No contact with his little clitty and no sexual arousal. I of course, have lots of orgasms, at my whim as I always have done.
I realised that now, the only time he gets touched and brought to erection, ever, is if I am indulging in one of the many forms of dickie-discipline I employ. Or I have decided to allow a rare sexual relief, (which is always preceded by dickie-discipline anyway.)
I think, (perhaps even if it was only subconscious), in the early days I thought he needed some recurring moments of sexual stimulation to help him cope with and balance out his chores and suffering. Now however, he must be clear in his own mind that his genitalia are always locked away because it amuses me and only released for dickie-discipline – and he must be equally clear in his mind that I am comfortable to put him through hours and hours of chores and or pain and or humiliation without any sexual stimulation for him at all.
I am sure many people will consider I am simply too cruel and unfair on this issue. However, bitch-boy has a deeply submissive soul and I can imagine the current regime really cements to him, (even if only subconsciously), how profoundly real his helplessness to my tyranny is, and how cruel and heartless I am. This equation feeds and satisfies his submissive soul.
Not that I need to justify how I behave. I am comfortable with that regardless!