Another slave stands in the centre of our dungeon, exposed and chained to the frame above his head, completely at our mercy. Already so pathetic — his cock hard and twitching before we have even properly begun.

Dressed in nylon and tights, our sharp nails ready, we begin to work over his skin. We drag our nails slowly across his body, tracing every sensitive inch. He squirms helplessly under each stroke, his entire body reacting to the lightest touch.

How lucky this slave is to find himself in such a predicament with the wonderful Mistress Envy and me. I am certain he knows what is in store: relentless tickling, merciless edging, and thorough torment. I waste no more time. I take his pathetic cock in my hand and begin stroking the shaft while Mistress Envy’s hands roam freely over the rest of his body. The combination creates an immediate sensory overload.

He has nowhere to go and nothing to do but stand there and take it.

His balls are swollen and aching, heavy with cum and desperation. The endless teasing of his flesh draws constant, broken moans from him. He is so hopeful for release — the feel of our hands, the unbearable sensitivity of his tip being teased, the steady drip of precum. The edging is relentless. His legs begin to shake. He grips the chain above him, not for support, but in a desperate attempt to fight the rising urge to cum without permission. So pathetic. So useless.

When we have finally had enough, we decide we want to see the cum. We want proof of just how desperate he has become. Without mercy, his cock is stroked firmly to the edge and beyond. He explodes hard, body convulsing in the chains — but he is not allowed to simply enjoy it. That is not what he is here for.

Mistress Envy cruelly continues stroking his oversensitive cock, delivering a long, deliberate session of post-orgasm torment as his final reward for the day.

When We dress in pink latex, PVC and lingerie Our boys tend to become overly excitable. On this occasion We have permitted a pair of slaves to put aside their usual chastity devices and to await lengthy teasing beneath Us. Whilst Our subs look very satisfied with their current position, I hope that they will prove themselves. I expect that they will last, as We tease their cocks to extremes of excitement.

We instruct Our boys firmly “No cumming! Endure it!” My sub is wet already, his pole sticking up firmly just as the thought of Our attention. Simply looking at us and listening to Our words has this boy hard, his cockhead reddened and his shaft swollen with lusty desire. Mistress Envy laughs at the sub, She knows he will struggle to last a minute. She will also drive Her boy crazy in tandem with My slutty boy.

I drip saliva onto My boy’s cock and his hardon bounces about in response. Every touch, not matter how slight, has My boy’s cock bobbing around uncontrollably. I grip his dick with My long, black, PVC gloves and he sighs with pleasure, previously unimagined by his slave brain. I build the tease, lengthening My strokes along the slave’s engorged shaft.

Now I excite the other boy, dripping saliva onto the tip of his cock. Mistress Envy rapidly works this cock up into a fat erection. Both boys, fully excited, moving inexorably now, towards the edge of satiation. We laugh as We toy with them, their firm cocks begging for more continually. Mistress Envy grips Her boy’s nuts and he breathes in rapidly, suddenly worried about the condition of his swelling, heavy nuts. The slaves fall fully under Our spell, becoming unable to deal with the tease, denial and torment.

My boy starts to beg “Ah! Oh! Yes! Goddess! Please!” and with a lack of composure that betrays his submissiveness cum spurts from his willy as I shout in triumph and the slave is ruined! For this lack of restraint and decorum. slave M will be punished. The sub apologises for his sticky mess, his lack of warning and his behaviour under pressure. I confirm that slave M will now eat his own cum and then he will watch Mistress Envy stroking Her boy to a pleasurable orgasm. Mistress Envy “rubs it in” by asking “Do you feel bad?” and the pathetic slave admits that he certainly does.

Mistress Envy manipulates Her sub’s shaft as I feed slave M’s cum right into his mouth. My boy describes his cum as “salty” and struggles to eat his own splooge, even as his sub mate stiffens up under Mistress Envy’s delicate ministrations. I love the reactions from both boys; one pulling faces at the flavour of his cum, the other ramrod stiff in the hands of the sensual Mistress Envy.

We concentrate on the remaining stiffness, the one cock able to keep going under Our teasing. “That’s much better!” confirms Mistress Envy and She leaves the sub with no choice but to respond as She takes him to the edge. I watch intently, enjoying the struggle as the slave’s breathing becomes ragged. The slave sobs as We have him watch his own cock being lubed with My saliva. Then, with two hands on his shaft, Mistress Envy continues working Our boy up. We end with Mistress Envy in total control, continuing to edge Her boy into utter submission.

I am in fine spirits today and My truly generous mood extends to the slaves kneeling before both Me and Goddess Jewels. I confirm with Goddess Jewels that Our boys have been behaving very well and meeting Our standards consistently. Therefore, I propose that We treat Our two subs to “an afternoon of indulgence.” Such a lucky, highly favoured pair of slaves!

Our subs are quiet; after all they kneel before two dominant Females and they are already spellbound by Us. This is before they have even been allowed to see Our lingerie and proud strap-on cocks. I promise them teasing, torment and that this combination will form an incentive for the slaves to keep up the harsh training regime that I impose upon them.

I point out to the fortunate boys that We are wearing the most beautiful shoes and stockings. We invite them to look, and Goddess Jewels allows slave G “a little peek” to begin with, while I encourage slave M to touch and then slave G as he burbles with joy at the realisation of so many of his dreams. The naked boys respond with respect, holding back their disgusting, natural male urges and touching gently as directed. The slaves worship Us fully; their very souls are engaged from the base of Our red shoe soles upwards and then controlled as We please.

As We acquaint the boys with the source of their wonder and worship, Our slaves admit that their cocks are twitching and growing. Goddess Jewels has slave G stroke Her soft stockings and he fusses over Her legs, moaning at every touch that he is given. I watch as Our boys work, Our high heeled shoes impose themselves in the sight of Our subs, towering over them and their weaknesses – weaknesses that I wish to tease.

We know Our boys, slave M with his weakness for Our stockings and slave G similarly for Our shoes and Our feet. I order slave M to slowly kiss My stockings and Goddess Jewels has the murmuring slave G kiss Her shoes. We are clear, there is to be no disgusting male saliva, or any other mess, left near Us. Goddess Jewels quickly notices slave G sniffing, rather than kissing shoes, eager for any traces of scent and he admits being caught out, with his metaphorical pants down!

Goddess Jewels uses one shoe to push slave G’s head down onto Her other shoe. I overload him by putting a third, red-bottomed shoe into his eyeline, while I keep slave M busily kissing My stockings. Now slave G describes My arches in excited detail “beautiful, so stunning!” I am flattered and agree with Goddess Jewels that some balance is required for Our boys, some suffering is now due.

I have slave M show his excitement by kneeling up and humping My leg. The humiliation is clear and yet Our boy leaps into action, so keen to engage and demonstrate his obedience. Our slave declares that his urgent thrusting “feels great” as We watch him, the soft stockings rubbing against the reddening tip of his engorged cock. The entire length of Our boy’s stiffness is clearly fully entertained, aroused to the point of being cut short! I order slave M to stop, and he sighs, frustrated, laden with unburdened lusts. We smile and laugh at his predicament before I send slave M to the fucking bench to await Us.

Meanwhile Goddess Jewels has slave G kneel up, showing his little willy for all to see. She has him stroke it, then We place Our shoes into his groin, sandwiching his cock and he moans with desperate desire as We indulge his dick for some moments. Our boy begins to thrust as his cock grows and We remove Our shoes, denying any further attempts at pleasure. Goddess Jewels has slave G drape himself over the opposite side of the fucking bench from slave M.

Now We stand, strap-on cocks at the ready, We share out the boys and Goddess Jewels prepares to take slave G whilst I will ream slave M’s ass. I know the boys’ holes are both hungry, eager and wanting to be used. We warm the boys up and they profess how ready they are. We pile in, opening the boys up fully, thrusting in deep and having them moan and groan from the start. I quieten slave G down, but Goddess Jewels sets such a vigorous, ass-pummelling pace that he soon reaches an assgasm under Her control as he thrusts eagerly, backwards onto Her impaling strap-on.

A second assgasm arrives for slave G while I thrust into slave M, rearranging his insides with the customary accuracy and dedication for which I am renowned. We laugh at the subs’ reactions, “such intensity, boys” I declare as We ruin them. Goddess Jewels demonstrates various positions inside slave G whilst I order slave M “You hold on tight!” The moaning, sighing and noises of appreciation increase as Our boys’ vocal responses become high-pitched and slave G greedily helps himself to further excited assgasms.

We leave the boys in such a state, overwhelmed and exhausted. What a pair of slaves, desperate little sluts, who thank Us profusely. Our indulgence is to be sought! Only those who truly deserve it earn Our pleasure and they will understand that to receive pleasure it will balanced with pain.

Our slave M dangles in Our sling, his legs hoisted high into the air. Meanwhile the sub’s ass is left invitingly unprotected. Goddess Jewels is quick to see how desperate Our boy is, with his legs and asshole spread wide. Clearly slave M is not only waiting for Us but also hoping to be used by Us. We soon winkle out of the slutty sub that he needs to have his hole filled and more besides. I dictate that he will take Our strap-on cocks and then We will decide if he deserves anything further.

Our boy is more than happy with this, and he grips the swing excitedly as I move into range and target his ass with My thick pink strap-on. Goddess Jewels keeps Our boy busy: She spits into his mouth as I squeeze My strap-on through his hole and onwards, digging deeply into him. Our boy groans as he accepts My dominance, physically surrendering his rear for a proper screwing.

“There we go!” I smile as the pumping begins and My powerful thrusts take hold inside the slave. As I bang the sub, ensuring that the strap-on is all the way into him, Goddess Jewels has slave M thank Me, as all subs must. With the boy’s hole full I set to, stretching him out, showing the world what a hungry, eager little slut slave M is.

Goddess Jewels keeps Our boy controlled and focused. Her beautiful, dominating hands keep slave M teased: Her fingers hold him still, then move his head into position to receive Her saliva and She generally dictates his every move. It is no surprise that, under the attentions of two Female Goddesses, slave M becomes physically excited. I toy with the slave’s cock as he is required to look at Goddess Jewels – what a lucky boy!

Now slave M understands his position fully and he thanks us for giving this “undeserving” slave even the slightest thought. Goddess Jewels turns Her attention to the slave’s nipples “They’re so hard!” as slave M struggles with the effort of keeping up with Our pleasurably games, being played with and robustly penetrated. The pressure tells on slave M, and Our boy admits that he likes being filled by a big, juicing, strap-on cock.

My thrusts increase in power and Our sub swings back and forth on the end of My strap-on. The slave’s moans become louder, morphing into cries of intense feeling. Goddess Jewels continues to lubricate his throat with Her spit, and I take the slave’s hole, turning the thrusting into feelings of sore pleasure as We use the slave utterly. It is satisfying when a sub is given over like this and feels no alternative than to be directed into servitude as We desire.

We are very clear that We want slave M to be sore, to be edged, to be kept desperate and then denied. Our slave’s cock stands stiff, begging Us for more and I take him into My palm, stroking him towards the edge before leaving him throbbing. The slave’s cock flaps uselessly as Goddess Jewels tops up slave M’s mouthful of saliva. “Toyed with, stretched, taken, filled!” Our cruel ways will leave slave M throbbing the entire way home.

As I recline in My beautiful lingerie, I make My dominant intentions crystal clear to My slave. The sub is ordered to edge for Me. I will watch and judge this male, as I set him to work, collared, clearly aroused by this cruel humiliation. I am more than generous to this sub, instructing him to hold the image of his Mistress in his mind, pure inspiration for him as he plays with himself for My amusement. I will be the only one enjoying pleasure today.

I remind My slave to note My nude stockings and My high heels. Of course, the slave can see My high heels standing proudly, reaching upwards from the floor where the slave kneels to My perfect feet. The high heels describe both a height and length that My poor slave’s cock can only dream of achieving. Nevertheless, I give the order for My sub to begin his demeaning stroking and I demand that he builds arousal, desperation, the want, the need...I will have him overwhelmed, controlled purely through My voice.

My slave responds well, he is eager to show that his lusts are strong, yet totally under My control. I enjoy having My submissives perform naked on their knees for Me, proving their weakness and their worth. I smile as My gaze moves up and down My slave meat, checking his facial expression and observing his aroused cock and manipulated mind in action, under pressure.

The humiliation of My sub is intense. I notice his breathing beginning to deepen and labour, while I watch My toy play with himself for no reason other than My enjoyment. Now My slave becomes increasingly desperate and horny, his ragged gasps giving away his desperation. I order him to edge himself, to My every instruction. Eventually this slave will be fully trained, he will cum on demand. I smile at My slave’s desperate predicament, allowing him to look at Me once more. My boy becomes ever more worked up, getting close, but I still have him continue to stroke. I demand precum, I want to see this slave at the limit of his desperation, right at the end as he strokes most furiously I order him to “STOP!”...

...My slave’s knees buckle temporarily as I deny him, his cock jutting out, turning all shades of red, from puce to brighter tones that could almost match My gorgeous red lips – he wishes! All too soon I order “Do it again” and My boy restarts his Miss Anna-sent suffering, tormenting his mind as much as his frantically bobbing cock. I look deep into My boy’s eyes and demand that he keeps going, right to the very edge. I maintain My control and tighten My metaphorical grip, “I want you closer, closer...” and then I stop My slave’s game, ordering him to “...hold it back...”.

As My slave narrowly avoids a ruin and My severe displeasure, he pants with desire and I tease him further “...go again...!” Such a lucky boy, utterly controlled, privileged to be used, enslaved in all ways.

I have a hungry little slut with Me today, strapped down and ready. As I am in My beautifully appointed chambers this means that My slut, slave M, must surely be hungry for My strap-on cock! I intend to sate the sub’s immediate appetite whilst piquing it, leaving My sub desperate for more on future occasions!

My strap-on is ready, unerring when seeking out slutty, wet slave fuckholes. My sub begs “...fill my hole...” and I make it happen, slipping in and making My sub groan in appreciation of My girth, thrust and length. Truly this is My pleasure as I take advantage of various angles to open My boy further. Once the fuckhole is spread wider, I extend My invasion and the sub welcomes Me passively, with enjoyment filling his ass and groaning geometric thrusting owning his thoughts.

I slide further in, filling My slut toy deeply. There are long moments where I know that My sub’s sighs are reconciled to the sweet submission that slave M’s ass feels. Of course, I want more, and I order slave M to prepare to be taken “...balls deep in that slutty fuckhole of yours” – he cannot wait! I thrust and as I make the strap-on pulsate dominantly up his arse, I feel how excited slave M’s hole is.

I vary My strokes and slave M declares that My technique “...feels great...” – such a hungry little slut for Me! I encourage My slut to take more, to extend himself, to feel the controlling need to be filled up. “Yes!” moans My slut as I raise the bar and literally raise My strap-on up his fuckhole towards his guts. I build slave M’s desperation, teasing his cock, and he responds as I expect with greater need and willingness to please Me.

I stuff My slave, filling and fucking him, My strap-on heaving against his inner walls and thrusting My ownership deep into his body and soul. My boy becomes excited as I manipulate his body: balls deep, cock teased, no escape allowed or sought, such fun for Me, tormenting My slave M in this way - My boy will never be the same again!