Human Slave Pillow


                     (This is dedicated to JM.  Thank you for making me smile.  I hope that you come back to the island soon and safely.) 


                       "Don't worry, I'll try to keep the flirting to a minimal."  I said with a slight tilting of the corners of my lips while keeping a straight face.

                       He laughed.  "And I'll try not to be afraid of human contact."

                       "And if I do this, this doesn't count as flirting."  I said, putting my arm on his shoulder and resting my head on it.  "My night vision sucks, and I want to see you better."  We were sitting on the rocks, watching the waves and smelling the salty sea air. 

                       "Sure sure.  Just come here."  He pulled me closer into his arms. 

                        "I know you're leaving for 6 months but I want to live in the moment.  Bondage and human pillow sounds good to me.  Are you game?  It will help me deal with the cold and distant submissives I've had this year and I know you could use the comfort before being deployed.  I don't expect anything else from you, and when you come back, you're free to contact me again and we'll see how it goes."

                        "Sounds good to me.  A beautiful, smart, and funny Domme, hey what more can a guy want?" 

                        "No idea, if I did...  I wouldn't be sub or slaveless."  I shrugged and looked off into the water, watching the foamy waves.

                        "Hey, he was an idiot, you should forget about him."  He was silent for a moment.  "Here, I'll give you a foot rub too, so you're really not missing out on anything."  I put my feet on his lap and giggled when he try to tickle the bottom of it lightly.

                        I laughed.  "Thanks.  Don't tell me you're going to suck my toes too.  I didn't know you're into that."

                        "Why not?  It feels good right?"  He leaned down and kissed my toes before sucking on one.

                        "Just one toe?"  I said in mock outrage when he lifted his head up.  I poked a finger in his chest.

                        "You greedy Mistress." He said with a grin, "Tell me which other toes need to be sucked?"

                        "All of them, of course!!!"

                        "And your wish is my command!"  He gave me a salute.

                        I rolled my eyes.  "Yeah yeah, everyone says that.  But when it comes time to...."  When he bent down again, all I could say was "Wow."  Woah, talk about sucking toes.  The dude can suck, and with some gentle scraping of his teeth and twirling of his tongue I should give him an award.  And I thought M's foot worship was good...

                        We rented a cabin on the beach at Bellows air force base for the night.  It was quiet and peaceful.  We sat on the beach and talked for a bit, about our hobbies, interests, and passions. 

                        I laid out all the bondage equipment on the bed, handcuffs, shackles, restraints, bondage tape, hemp rope, nylon rope, etc.  Hmmm, so many choices.  My rope bondage does need work and more practice, but I decided that tying his hands securely to the bed post and his feet together was doable.   It's awesome having someone totally at my mercy, I love that about bondage!

                        After tying him up, I inspected my handy work and caressed his naked torso with the tips of my fingers and leaned over him to blow him a kiss with accompanying smile.  Yum yum, a naked guy all tied up for me.  Did I mention that I love the simple pleasures in life?

                       "You're in for a special treat tonight."  I said as I ripped the petals off the rose he had given me earlier.  "I'm going to tease and torture you and you're not allowed to cum tonight.  You're going to be hard all night and begging, but I won't give in.  I'm totally merciless.  Subs and slaves can beg and beg until they're blue in the face, but it doesn't faze me one bit."

                         "You are definitely sadistic." 

                         "Why?  How so?"  I arched my eyebrow and waited.

                         "Because you like beating guys, denying them, enslaving them, raping them, and making them beg."  He said.

                         "Yes.  Guilty of all of the above.  You knew all that, and yet you're still here?"  I asked, while twisting a nipple. 

                         "I think I can handle it.  You're not actually that bad."  He replied.

                         I laughed.  "Oh really?!  We'll see.  I'm going to give you a taste of the teasing that vanilla women love, you lucky boy."  I dumped the handful of rose petals on his genitals, and picked up a piece to stroke it up and down his cock and balls lightly.  I put a steel cock ring around his cock and balls.  "No cumming.  Remember?  Understood?"

                         "Yes Mistress."  He said with a wide smile.

                         I put on silky smooth satin gloves before handling his balls and hefting them in the palms of my hands.  He must have loved the texture and my handling before he groaned.  "You're turning me on..."  He said.

                         "Well, duh.  That's the whole point.  Tease and denial.  And you're going to be teased good and well."

                         I looked over at the feather on the bed, at my string of pearls, at my hairbrush, ruler, and an assortment of miscellaneous items I could use to tease him.  I grabbed my iced tea off the night stand and took a sip.  Then covering the end of the straw with my finger, I let the other end of the straw hover directly over his cock head and released the end with my finger on it, watching cold water drip out on him.

                         As the drops of ice tea land on his cock I blew on the drops of tea, two inches away from his cock.  I watched the drops of ice tea slide down his cock.  His eyes widened and he was probably wondering if I would taste him.  I shook my head.  "Nope."   I tickled his balls and nipples with my feather, and ran the feather down his stomach and thighs. 

                         I wrapped panty hose around his cock and stroked him.  He finally closed his eyes, and begged, "Please Mistress....  may I cum, please?  You're killing me here."

                        He looked so hot begging there, all helpless and tied up, and tossing his head from left to right as I squeeze a generous amout of lube on his cock and twirled a string of pearls around his dick and started pulling on those pearls, watching them slide up and down on his slick dick.  "Please Mistress....  I'll do anything.  Just let me cum."  I squeezed the tip of his dick and watched precum leak out.  I gathered a drop on the tip of my finger and brought it to his mouth,  "Open your mouth."  He licked it up for me.

                        I stroked him a few times and squeeze him hard, before giving his balls a few light slaps.

                        Grabbing my drink again, I reached in to fish out an ice cube.  Holding it above his balls, I let the water from the ice cube drip onto his balls, watching each drop.  Before I got bored with that and fed him the ice cube.  He chewed it up and swallowed it. 

                        I look on the bed at the toys, should I put Icy Hot on his balls, paint toothpaste on it, or Vix's vapor cream?  He was chewing his bottom lip nervously.   I just laughed at him.  "Relax...  you'll be fine.  Not sure about your cock and balls, but the rest of you will be ok."

                        I finally decided on the Icy Hot.  I put that on his balls and cock and watched his reaction.  It was really comical. 

                        "Get it off me.  Uncle!  You win!"  He pleaded.   "Please Mistress, let me cum please.  Just finish me off, I can't stand it anymore."

                        "Nope, not that easy."  I tapped a finger to my lips, "Hmmm...let me see what else I can do to you."   

                        I grabbed my paperback book off the nightstand and started flipping through the pages.   He looked at me in disbelief, "You're going to read now?  While I'm all hard and my dick is standing up straight?"

                        "I don't see why not.  It looks like you're the one with the predicament buddy, not me."  I said, as I laid back on the bed and used the heel of my shoe to rub up and down the bottom of his dick after I flopped it on his stomach. 

                        "You evil evil woman!!!!"  He grumbled.  

                        "Yes, I am."  I said with my awesome the cat that ate all the cake grin.  "And I love it!  Wouldn't want to be any other way."

                        After awhile, I finally got the Icy Hot off him and blew him another kiss.  So, let's see how that dick is doing...still dripping precum.  Awesome!  Just what I like to see.

                         I used a paint brush and painted things like flowers, circles, stars and whatever I wanted on his cock and balls with the lube.  The strokes of the paint brush must be killing him because he had his eyes shut and wouldn't look at me the whole time I did that.  But I didn't mind.  It was fun!               

                         "I guess begging is useless.  You're not going to give in and let me cum huh?" 

                         "You're right.  I'm not.  But you can still beg...watching you beg is fun too."

                         Finally when midnight rolled around, I was getting tired playing with his genitals and deciding to lean back on his chest and rest.  I laid my head on his chest, my hair underneath his chin.  He leaned down to kiss the top of my head, and whispered, "Thank you Mistress."

                         "You're welcome.  You're going to be my human pillow tonight, any objections?  If you have a problem with me cuddling and staying close you better speak up now."  I asked, since this is the thing that makes submissives run away.  My cuddles must be so scary.  I lost 2 submissives this year because of this wanting to be cuddled and held overnight.

                         "No, no objections Mistress.  I told you that I don't have a problem with it.  I don't know what's wrong with them, you could do far more scarier things to me than that before I get scared away."

                         "That's good.  How's the circulation in your hands and wrists or feet?"  I asked, because I was planning to leave him tied up for the night.

                         "It's fine.  If you could just be so kind as to give me a pillow under my head..."

                         I stuck a pillow under his head before lying back down on him.  "Goodnight, sleep well."

                         "Goodnight Mistress."






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