Below is an account sent to me on Fetlife by cuckolded, chastity controlled, tiffanymaid. I thought it may be of interest to followers.
Whilst awaiting delivery of Mistress Scarlets most recent Journal (Volume 12), Mistress Serena (my MistressWife) suggested my initial reading on arrival would be kneeling before Her on my knees, and any arousal from my clitty during this, would be punished accordingly, knowing full well the effect Mistress Scarlet’s Journals & blog have.
On the evening following delivery, i was required to kneel, as planned, before my Mistress, CB6000s removed, initially naked, and then ordered to wear my firmest corset….thus my bare clitty and nipples both displayed. After sending me to serve Her a glass of Rioja, She slowly unpacked the Journal. Teasingly, She perused the cover and browsed through the content, ordering me to lick and kiss Her heels while She did so. After about ten minutes She deemed it time to start.
You will read “The first visit of Mistress Nicola” and ” Mistress Nicola’s second visit“…. You will read aloud and clearly, and you will be punished if you show any signs of arousal. i nodded meekly, my mouth dry in anticipation, partially in excitement of a new Journal, and partially with some concern, knowing i always get aroused (usually in my chastity cage) when reading Mistress Scarlets journals. It took only a couple of pages before my clitty was twitching, and Mistress was having none of it.
“Stop!” She looked at me and then my clitty. “Mat ! “…. my first chastisement being made to kneel directly on my coir mat for the remaining hour scheduled. ( Initially the coir isn’t too bad, but when made to move on the mat and as time passes it is actually very, very uncomfortable. )
“Continue”. It was only a matter of time before i was, once again, commanded to cease. Though only semi erect, my clitty was leaking. Her look of disgust spoke volumes, and after wiping the leaking fluid on my lips Mistress Serena gathered the Wartenburg wheel, plastic ruler and toothbrush. In turn, all were applied to my clit, which remarkably only caused me to arouse further, which both amused and angered Mistress in equal measure. “Oh my Tiffany dear, you are a glutton for punishment, are you not ?” i nodded, as my clitty hurt and glowed red. It is strange, but i do find the initial clitty discipline always makes me hard, only decreasing as Mistress punishes it further.
On returning to my reading, i found it hard to concentrate as my clitty hurt and burned. Then i started to read in a speedy, monotonous tone and Mistress had to intervene and stop me yet again. Fortunately, this didn’t result in punishment, but mere verbal chastisement and the order to slow down and put some emphasis and tone into my delivery. Feeling calmer i continued to read more clearly, however as i progressed deeper into bitch-boys servitude and shaming in the text, i soon displayed a far too proud erection.
“Right ..that’s it bitch ! ” Mistress Serena was out of Her seat… “Stop”. She said nothing, She didn’t need to, as i looked down at what i could feel. i already knew what was coming. A tight leather collar was placed above my balls, and Mistress then placed three nettle stems with leaves into the pink nettle pouch….without ceremony the pouch was pulled into place, the drawstring tightened and two small elastic bands added to ensure contact. i was squealing, all but crying as the nettles stung and caused great pain and discomfort, adding to this, due to my movement, my knees were agony, and i could hardly kneel upright as my weight centred on my knees and the coir matting.
Swaying, trembling, sobbing, i don’t know how i carried on with my reading. As i read my concentration distracted, my reading became a mess. Serena’s great amusement and laughter continued as i was encouraged onto the next chapter. Now in its nettle pouch, my clitty stinging, sore and raw; the liklihood of erection fading, my next punishment was for “making too much fuss”, as Mistress described it. Nipple clamps were put in place adding further pain and discomfort to my dilemma.
i had been reading for near fifty minutes before my final punishment was applied. Twenty five of those minutes in the nettle pouch. Mistress Serena, removed the pouch and after an amused inspection added a dose of Deep Heat treatment. my final ten to fifteen minutes reading time was spent in agony. At its conclusion i could hardly kneel such was the pain in my sore knees, nipples raw and my clitty was looking very sad indeed, and no arousal in sight !
On completion, Mistress Serena decided i need not put my CB6000s back on, but instead She produced a leather pinsleeve restrainer we used to use many, many years back. It is a cruel device, a leather sleeve with lacing that fits snugly on the penis, the cruelest part being the pins. There are eight in total. Two rows of three and one row of two, and are a quarter of an inch in size…and rounded at the end. This is a lot worse than a sharp pin as it allows arousal and only then do the rounded pins dig in and cause immense pain, leaving you trying to alleviate any hardness that has appeared. Serena placed the restrainer about my flaccid clit and laced it tightly, adding a padlock at the top and another at the base. The restrainer is attached to a small leather collar that is buckled around the scrotum.
After tidying and washing dishes downstairs, i assisted Mistress to prepare for bed. As a “reward” Mistress Serena told me i could read further to myself, again knowing full well the outcome, as did i. By now my discomforts had eased, though the nettle stings lasted into the night. i knew any reading would result in pain, but could i resist…………no !
Two wonderfully documented chapters kept me engaged and in awe, and sadly very aroused. The pain was immense and lengthy. Despite this i leaked. This time undetected and spent my night in very wet panties. Mistress Serena removed the restrainer next morning, during O/our daily morning routine, observing the nasty marks made and swiftly replaced it with my ever present CB6000s… Despite all, i love my Mistress/Wife.