At your command

ElliottEden

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I've posted this theme to a couple of other threads, and decided to put in my own instead of hijacking another's.

I humbly present myself to preferably a lady; be she female, shemale/T-girl or CD. Or...

To be your entertainment, to be at your command for your pleasure.

To be told tempo, how much pressure to apply to myself. To stop or slow on your whim, to perhaps be allowed to bring myself sweet orgasm. My gasps as my scalding hot white semen surges through my shaft to amuse you. My humiliation as I describe it for your pleasure.

Or worse brought to the brink of orgasm and ordered to stay on the knife edge of release for what may seem to be an eternity. To be so close, ordered to orgasm and then cruelly told to stop. Time and again, I am only there for your pleasure.

I may beg, or plead or promise, and that may only makes things worse. You can be cruel and demanding.

To be instructed minutely as to the disposal of my issue. I'm here for your pleasure.

Or you command me to shoot my spunk quickly and I gladly comply; as the final spasm courses through me you order me to begin again. Instead of allowing my sensitive organ respite, with the nerve endings still raw and over-sensitive I resume my stroking.

Meanly you tell me to stop and I try so hard but I'm on the wrong side of that knife edge and can't. I immediately stop stroking yet it's too late; my seed fountains from my engorged and jerking, twitching member.

That's the worst of all, no real orgasm to satisfy the raging lust and yet the desire fades. Then as disappointment wells black and thick as velvet you tell me to lick...

Obviously my testicles are there for your amusement, as is my nether entryway. A small collection of toys have paved the way for you... not large.
 
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I wish you luck on getting a response. I've made this ofter several times here already. Doesn't seem to excite anyone.
 
I feel certain there is a lady out there who is as I write this thinking of standing tall and proud, a strap-on dildo or her boi clit jutting hard and unyielding from her pelvis; desiring a pair of lips wrapped around the tip of it, lubing it with his saliva in preparation.

Who is smiling at the anticipation of having a male's member under her firm control.
 
Good morning Mistress.

I kneel here before you, the backs of my hands resting on my outstretched thighs.

My pitiful collection of toys surrounds that member you have taken ownership of, all laid out as an offering to you.
 
Good afternoon Mistress.

I had hoped that with today being a holiday there was at least one special lady who felt an itch, a desire to have a male available so she might exercise her imagination.
 
Good afternoon Mistress.

You keep looking at this thread, yet have yet to commit. I ask myself why? I know this isn't a popular idea; most Lit threads are of dominant males and submissive females. It isn't 'nice' to be a domme.

But I understand. I await your response. Please? Soon?
 
Mistress. Sigh. I'm perplexed. And I must say... my patience is getting close to the end. I've asked nicely; I've been polite. Yet I have not felt your firm hand or your boot tip on my private parts, those pieces of me I've sworn only you can have.

I think our agreement is close to ending Mistress. Abuse is one thing. Agreed upon, gloried in, needed and granted. Here it's been neglect, being ignored. Sadly is something else.

I'm saying this once Mistress. For our own good. Or else. My god. You aren't... woman enough? Please Mistress? I do want to believe?
 
Weak and faux passive-aggressiveness won't get you anywhere little boy.

It's been a while; I was hopeful with the above post and was heartened by having at least one response.

Now that some time has passed, perhaps another Mistress will see this post?
 
Here it is September, and my post is lost in the detritus that is the litter of Literotica personals that receive no responses.

I feel as if my proffered bits have become members of the Island of Misfit Toys. So I've decided to get some Ice Cream and enjoy my evening.

Sigh.

A Mistress would suggest many naughty things I could do with that Ice Cream.

In fact, a cruel Mistress would likely have me spoon the cold tasty treat onto some areas that would not take the icy concoction at all well.

Another sigh.

There is always whipped cream and sprinkles...
 
I sit here both awed and disappointed. Over one thousand views of this thread, yet so very few responses.

And Mistress, the ice cream was delicious. I was tempted to be naughty, but without guidance thought it best to simply enjoy each and every mouthful.
 
Mistress, your inbox was full and I was not able to reply.

If by chance you return to this thread I must first apologize. Mistress, I did not mean to suggest that your sub did not belong to you nor be more than a vessel for whatever pleases you at the moment.

And if I may, the thought of the chance to clean a Mistress after her obtaining pleasure... is exciting to contemplate. Yes Mistress, I would be honored in pleasing you as another cum slut. Or any other way you'd desire.
 
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