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After a little while of that, I decided to *really* test my bonds and pull back hard enough to try to get out. The cuffs slid forward about an inch, and pulled my balls away from my body and far down in their sack. Everything tightened up, and the cuffs trapped my blue balls and *squeezed* them. I almost *EXPLODED*. Ten things happened at once. I knew I was stuck, and I was *way* too hard to even consider getting out. I didn't know if I would ever get out. That fear sent instant sexual *thrills* surging through my body. It was like a panic, adrenaline pumping through my body, but all in the direction of heightening my sexual level. This combined with that delicious blue ball pain, and the stimulation the cock ring and the nipple clamps were giving me were almost too much.

I swear, if I could have been free at that moment, I think I may have just fucked your orders and attacked my cock and balls no matter what the penalty would have been. Lucky for me I *was* stuck. I bucked a few times, and thought that I might just cum. I then realized that the cuffs were locked *tight* around my very swollen balls, and the fact that the cuffs slid forward by me pulling backward made everything even tighter. I inched forward, and tried to push the cuffs back against the bed. When my balls hit the bed, I though I was going to die from pleasure. I was successful in pushing the cuffs back into there original state, but when I was done, I couldn't help but squeezed my balls against the bed a few times.

Now that I was not trying to escape, I slipped back into fantasy, and massaged my cock and balls between the bed and myself and fantasized about "our" scene. This was just pure bliss.

If I was able to reach a phone, I would have called you to beg you to let me come. I *was* at another peak. I knew that this was it, I was not allowed to come.

I really enjoyed the next hour or so. I played a game with myself that I wasn't really sure I wanted to win at first. I would let myself start to go soft (which wasn't easy), and then I would try and escape. Each time I waited longer and longer before the next attempt, but each time as soon as I began to pull I would instantly get my erection back. It seemed that the more I wanted to lose my erection, the stronger it would get! My cock was betraying me. Even after I reached the point that I was *really* sure that I *wanted* to get free, I couldn't do it. My impatience was not helping. Finally I began to get frustrated. I knew that I *had* to get frustrated to break the spell I was under, and get up enough will power to force myself to not think about sexual thoughts so I could get soft enough to get free.

I was much like a fish on a line who finally stopped struggling, and gave up hope. I rested my head on the bed and preoccupied my mind with work, and finally managed to forget about what a horny slave slut I am. After about 15 minutes, I realized that I was semi-soft and I made a quick attempt at escape. It wasn't easy since the instant my balls felt the pull my cock started to grow again. I knew I only had one shot at it and I pulled really hard, my balls slipped through the cuffs, causing a moment of intense pain/pleasure just as the nipple clamps were being *yanked* off my now very tender nipples. The two things happened simultaneously and it was like a mini orgasm in itself.

I collapsed, a very satisfied slave. I was not at all *sexually* satisfied in the orgasm sense. I was satisfied in the slave sense. I had a tremendous need and desire to cum, and there was no way I could even beg you. I wished that there was a way, as I though that if you were really there you would have let me. Well, knowing you, maybe not.

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