I have always loved tease and denial, linked to always punishing the birth defect when it is erect. In more recent years, I love the reports of denial linked to no erections allowed ever; even if the male sees erotic things or the male isinvolved in providing sexual pleasure for others. I have reported on these situations quite often.
I would loooove to enforce such a cruel regime on bitch-boy as the shame would be so overwhelming for him, never ever allowed to be hard, or better still unable to ever get hard, but I would miss much too much, the sadistic pleasures I get from punishing his erection. One cannot have everything! (And I do spend a lot of time punishing that erection in lots of different ways!)
So I was amazed to come across a method of humiliating tease and denial that I had never heard of before, despite my 20+ years of experience in BDSM. (I LOOOOVE learning new things!!!)
Comments on this blog from eddieh, about the regime his ‘Mommy’ enforces on him, describe this new-to-me novel approach. The essence is that, far from never allowing him erections, or punishing his erections that arise, eddie is forced by his ‘Mommy’ to spend hours, under strict monitoring, touching himself and maintaining an erection, but he is NEVER allowed to orgasm.
‘Mommy’s’ mantra is, ‘Boys cocks stay hard and boys balls stay full.’ A basis for the theme appears to be that little boys are always fiddling with their cocks.
I provide the relevant comment below which I have edited as I think the writer has English as a second language(respect to him). I also removed the things not relevant to this bog post and added things that I think fill in gaps of data in the comment. (I have asked for more details to fill theses gaps but none has been provided)
I fear punishment ever so deeply and yes at times Mommy scares me to death.
Mommy is to the point and blunt and doesn’t play around with words. Mommy hates men she will even go as far to say that she hates all men but will tolerate a selected few.
Mommy told me she noticed that I had a lot of air in my head (her way of calling me dumb) and explored me a little more. Mommy doesn’t come out and say to anyone that she is a lesbian the most she will say is that she enjoys females in every way.
Mommy considered I had a smaller than normal penis and that she would have no choice but to treat me as a small boy. I am now for all intents and reasons her little boy. I have no assigned age which ranges somewhere from just starting puberty to all the way back to a baby. She often tells me and some of her friends that I am her retarded baby. Most deem me as retarded for this or that reason. While that hurt me a lot at the start, I now find that term as a sign of endearment because I am not capable of being a real man.
When going out I am dressed like a small boy would be Dressed. A Disneyland character t-shirt and I only have light weight pants that have no zippers and cut with plenty of croch room in them. Mostly sweat type pants or scrub pants; that kind of thing. I am kept shaved from the neck down.
Boys with little hairless pee-pee’s don’t need underwear, but sock’s can be worn in nasty weather. Mommy has no other name than Mommy and in the house or out in public. That is who she is and that is how she treats me. It is very embarrassing always being treated just like a small boy. This includes having to refer to her as Mommy when we are out and in front of her friends at home.
One thing that is very noticeable about Mommy is her almost OCD behavior when it comes to how she feels about males. Mommy believes that all males should be kept with a frustrated hard on. Hurting, horny and frustrated with very few or no orgasms. Boys cocks stay hard…Boys balls stay full!
I learned on my first days with Mommy, after my first body hair removal, that all little boys constantly fidget with their pee-pees and do not stop until they are told. So that is what I must do. To ensure that I will be doing this Mommy found the right size penis ring for me to wear. It fits around my penis and goes all the way to the bottom. When I am completely flaccid the ring slips off. That is a very big no-no.
When I am made to keep erect, Mommy checks at any random moment by telling me to hold my pee-pee straight down. The ring must not fall off! It does not take a lot work to keep my penis slightly large enough to keep it on. One hand fiddling with my pee- pee and I must have the thumb of my other hand in my mouth.
Of course that is not an all day or night activity, but I do spend a great deal of my free time that way. Many, many hours. Mommy has spent a great deal of time training me what erections without sexual release stand for, for her and me as well. So every night, sometimes after hours of being erect all day, I am locked into a chastity device. And I am locked into it whenever unsupervised.
You must understand that it is MOST important to Mommy that no one would think sex between us has ever happened nor, for me, sex of any kind with anyone or any gender other than my own hand has ever taken place. She reiterates this to all her friends all the time.
Mommy has me doing one of the 4 different types of erection training daily if not all. 1st is the normal fidgeting at the top to keep erection started and going. 2nd is the brainwashing erection with very slowly and light movements of the middle finger and ring finger. Fast enough to stay erect but slow enough not to cum. These can go on for an hour or more and always feels like a very, very, very long time to me.
3rd is I bring my knees to my chest with feet up in the air and rub up and down with a flat palm and fingers. Mommy tells me lots of times that is how she did it when she was a little girl.
4th most scary, Mommy has me on her dining room table tied and uses penis teasing of different kinds, many times with vibrations from wands. She is not testing me not to cum on such times though. She always pulls the vibrator away just in time. These are times I feel insanity will happen for sure.
When no more chores are left and Mommy doesn’t want my help, I spend a lot of time locked in my bare room. She has two cameras with mic and speaker. One is like a baby monitor she can take with her and the other is tied into her home security system. She also has a phone app that she can use to see and hear everything no matter were she is. She puts a bucket with a lid in the room that I can make pee-pee in.
I have to stay hard for hours and I do not even know if Mommy is looking at the camera wherever she is.
I also spend a lot of time in the living room on my baby blanket in front of Mommy’s couch. I have my black female baby doll, my blocks, coloring books and my tablet to watch infants’ cartoons on. This time is also used for breastfeeding or yum-yum time ( that can happen anytime all the time). Yum-yum time being providing oral sexual service to her.
Punishment spankings can happen any time too and they are painful and the way I am treated afterwards is just as painful. I feel many times my whole world is falling apart. I never want to make Mommy mad like that!
Making (Ice cream) her word for me that means ejaculation or cum is always met with a very severe punishment spanking. All males should be kept hard, horny and frustrated. Boys cocks stay hard and boys balls stay full. I fear these punishments ever so deeply and yes at times Mommy scares me to death.
Mommy has me dress up as her little girl from time to time and one thing she told me is that she gets lonely for female company and that helps her with that. Mommy normally likes the white sundress with a bow or ties in my hair. Mommy still doesn’t allow underwear I guess in this case I should say panties.