As a dominant woman, I have always recognized the power of cock control when it comes to controlling a man. It’s something I’ve used for years to get under my subs’ skin and keep them under my thumb, which is right where they belong. But only recently have I realized the power of guided masturbation in the cock control world.
I’d always heard about guided masturbation, of course. One can hardly be in the Femdom lifestyle without hearing about it. I just never really understood the purpose. I’ve always liked being able to tell my sub when he can masturbate and when he can’t and whether he’s allowed to cum or not, but that’s it. I’m not a micromanaging Mistress, so the thought of issuing jerk-off instructions never really appealed to me. At least not until recently, anyway.
One night after my sub had gone to bed, I was walking by his laptop sitting in the living room and noticed that it hadn’t been shut down. I sat down in front of it to shut it down and saw that he’d left his browser window up…and that browser window was full of pictures of a Masturbatrix who appeared to be giving masturbation instructions to several different men.
I’m still not entirely sure he didn’t want me to find it, since he left it right there in plain sight.
I thought it over for several days. I wasn’t upset that he was looking at porn or anything silly like that. I just found myself wondering if guided masturbation was something I’d like to try, since it seemed that my submissive liked the idea an awful lot. In the end, I decided that I should at least give it the old college try before writing it off altogether. I wasn’t, however, going to tell him where I’d gotten the idea.
I chose a Friday night, which was a usual play night for the two of us, to try it. I went through the usual routine of having him get naked for me and then teasing him a little to get his cock all nice and hard. He was obviously “up” for it because he responded well to my touch.
“We’re going to try a little something new tonight, my pet,” I informed him.
“Oh, really? What is it, Mistress?” he asked, a curious look on his face.
I leaned back a bit, so I could see his whole body. “You’re going to stroke for me tonight while I watch. I may even give you a few instructions on how to do it to my satisfaction.”
He couldn’t hide the grin that spread over his face. “Ok, Mistress. Can we start now?”
“Of course we can, you silly boy!”
I started out by giving him a few simple instructions on how to stroke. I had him vary the speed, the tempo, and so forth. That was ok, but it got fun when I started telling him to do other things, like how to play with his balls as well as his cock and how to hump a pillow for me while I giggled childishly at him. He acted embarrassed, but I think he enjoyed this little bit of erotic humiliation mixed in with his stroking instructions.
It was very exciting, especially when I decided that I should indulge his foot fetish near the end of his guided masturbation session. While I had him fingering his ass for me, I slipped my feet into his lap to finish him off with a barefoot footjob! Hey, who said guided masturbation had to be completely self-service? Not I!
He, of course, loved this and showed his appreciation by shooting an especially large load of cum all over my toes when I gave him permission to have an orgasm. I gave him a moment to catch his breath, and then I pressed first one foot and then the other to his lips to have him clean them. He’s turning into quite a little cum eater, let me tell you!
So, as it turned out, I ended up loving something that I had always felt very “meh” about it. The moral of the story, of course, is “Don’t knock it ’til you try it!”