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During a previous scene, I learned that even with my hands cuffed behind my back I could still pull my hands to one side, and reach around to my front, and just barely reach my balls with the fingers of my right hand. I had just enough reach under strain that I could help pull the cuffs off with my hand, and get out of a tight spot if I *had* to. Just knowing that was enough to take a little edge off the thrill, so I decided to fix the problem. I took a long rope, and tied the center point of the rope to the center link of the handcuffs, and then I looped the rope around my waist so that the cuffs dangled in the center of my back. I then tied a rope harness so the that ropes went between the crack of my ass, and back up to where the handcuffs were tied. When I finished, the center link of the handcuffs was anchored to a spot jut at the top of the crack of my ass, and once cuffed, my hands would be unable to pull to the side helping me escape.

My heart already started pounding just thinking of what I was about to do. I then locked the cuffs around my already throbbing cock and balls, and as the wratched tightened, I could feel how swollen and aroused I was. The day of tease torture had prepared me well. When I got to the tightest notch, my cock was straining, and in the aroused state that I was in, I couldn't imagine being able to escape from the cuffs, even though that I knew that I could if I was soft. My sexual thrill and anxiety was steadily increasing as I was coming closer and closer to being locked into the point of no return.

Next, I clipped one clothes pin on each nipple, and then tightened the slip knots around each making them bite my tender nipples even harder. I was in the mood. What would have normally been considered pain from the nipple clamps was just pure pleasure at this point. I tied the free ends of nipple clamp ropes to the bed frame with just enough tension so that the ropes would pull on my nipples if I backed up far enough to begin to pull the cuffs off my balls. My heart began to beat faster and faster, and I was beginning to break a sweat.

Finally, I was done with my setup, and I checked the clock, and began my 3 minutes of pleasure. Oh how I had waited for this moment. Everything was going perfect. I was more turned on that I had been in a long time. I began to lightly tease my cock and balls. I was lost in fantasy, and I imagined that you were naked on my bed, and it was you who was teasing me. I already had precum dripping down my shaft, and the lubrication amplified my pleasure 10 fold. I was replaying the scene in my mind over and over, the scene where I was cuffed at the foot of your bed and you told me that you would allow me to fuck you if I could get out of the cuffs while you masturbated.

The cuffs were painfully biting into my tender flesh, my cock felt like it was going to explode, and my balls were engorged. My nipples were filled with erotic pain, and I intentionally pulled on back on the ropes to stimulate them further while I teased myself. My pain and pleasure were so intense, I came right up to the edge of orgasm after only about one minute. I was lost in slave heaven for the next two minutes while I just kept myself there wishing that I could be bound like this at the foot of your bed forever.

All too soon the time was up, and I obediently stopped touching my slave cock. It is always at these times where I stop and think about how you do *own* my cock. You own it. I wrote a contract where you, my Mistress now owns my cock and balls. I'm caught in a paradox. I wished that I could just jerk myself off right there, and cum all over the place in one of the most mind blowing orgasms ever, but I can't because I'm bound by contract to be your obedient slave. On the other hand, if I wasn't your slave, and you didn't own me sexually, I would have never been experiencing such incredible desire and pleasure to begin with. I owe it all to you. It's a lesson I have to learn over and over again.

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