Cumming away from home

Mistress decided that I should cum twice a day, but they had to be in public (ie not in my house). I worked out I'd need to cum once in work and once in a public toilet somewhere in the evening.

I'd done both of these before but not very often. I get quite nervous about cumming in work - not quite sure how anyone could find out but it's always a worry. Cumming in public toilets I've done several times but usually daytime, this would be evening.

I have a block of public toilets near me. They're self cleaning, no attendant you just pay money to go in then after you leave they wash themselves out. I've used them for things like this before, but didn't want to do the same thing every night so considered some toilets in a nearby shopping centre.

The first cum in work was the first after a week of not being allowed to cum, and some of it not allowed to touch at all, so that was quite messy. I was worried that I'd shoot against the wall of the work toilets and have to clean it up, but managed to catch it in hand and clean up okay.

The first night I went to public toilets, the first one I tried had no light so moved on to the second which I think had no running water (they used to be much better maintained). I had gone out looking like I was jogging, so stripped down to cum and take video:

http://www.xtube.com/video-watch/Mortice-public-cum-1-27980501

After the second one in work, in the evening I jogged out to the shopping centre (1.5km) and went into the toilets there. I wore a blindfold while jerking off. It was very strange hearing people around me being very normal while I was being so rude, seeing nothing but having to believe there was still a door and walls between us.

http://www.xtube.com/video-watch/Mortice-public-cum-2-27987611

I started feeling a strange sense that the cumming was quite mentally intense - not pleasant and getting less so, both the work and the public toilet cums. I spoke to Mistress about this and we agreed that I would only have to do one more day of it, but by way of punishment both times I would have to eat my cum!

So I cum in work and ate it, which was of course horrible but I do feel it's a very submissive act, a strong reminder that I'm doing it for my Mistress's enjoyment.

Then went back to the local public toilets, videoed cumming and eating it. I deliberately didn't take any water with me, so I would have the taste of the cum in my mouth until I got home.

http://www.xtube.com/video-watch/Mortice-public-cum-3-27993271

What I didn't appreciate was that occupation of the automatic toilet was time limited. After about 10 minutes I saw a light flashing on the wall. But a few minutes later, just after I'd stopped recording, a very loud alarm sounded! I panicked, pulled clothes back on, threw everything into my bag and ran out, half expecting police to be raiding. Outside I noticed that the alarm was only sounding inside the cubicle, so outside fairly quiet, and it shut off shortly after I left (probably triggered by opening the door) so it was there only to scare people away (and stop them falling asleep).

It was quite a pleasure not to have to cum the next day! I'm still not quite sure why but found the prolonged control (daytime and evening) quite stressful and not nearly as fun as I'd have expected.

Holiday!

I went on holiday to meet Mistress Sarina. She had me wearing legging on the plane on the way there:

Then we got up to lots of fun including her sealing me into a sleepsack and rope bondage:

Then teasing me but not letting me cum:

She had me dress in a Lycra shortie suit with holes in the sides and denim-style Lycra leggings, with a shirt over but I occasionally had to open the shirt to flash the holes:

And going up a tower (tourist spot) and when all the other tourists had gone away, she made me  strip down to the skimpy gear which got me quite horny with no way to hide it:

She put me into a corset, then after a few hours (including going out for a meal) she took it off to admire the markings it left:

We did lots of other things, including her feeding me breakfast and my licking some of it from her toes.

When I flew home, she decided I should only wear Lycra clothes for the journey:

Free orgasm

On Saturday I started the day with a jog which turned out to be nearly my longest ever run, only the 3rd time I've exceeded 5km.

Then later I wore some Lycra leggings when I went out shopping (not ordered but nice to do anyway) and took a video, you can see here:

http://www.xtube.com/video-watch/Lycra-gear-in-public-27892151

I've managed to find corners of the town that are still populated but not many people walk past, so it's nice for doing that sort of video (far from private!) Cold day so the jacket was needed most of the time, and just as well as it made me less self-conscious about wearing Lycra out.

On Sunday, Mistress allowed me to cum twice - no time limit or restriction, just whenever I wanted to. It was great being able to cum on my own schedule, and to edge myself for a while until I felt like cumming. However, there was a definite feeling that I was missing something out (especially the second time) that it would have been a better experience if I'd had some sort of restriction - time limit, use of toys etc. Perhaps I might even have preferred to be ordered to ruin rather than being allowed free use of my own cock! It's experiences like this that make me realise I'm adapting to the submissive life very well, and that restriction, control and denial are the right way to be.

Yesterday Mistress instructed me to keep myself aroused while she was away (for about an hour). When she returned, we chatted a while and she watched on camera as I kept myself hard (or at least semi). Then she said that I had 45 seconds in which to cum! Somehow I managed to do it, probably only because I'd been so hard beforehand, but it was much more a cum of service than of pleasure.

Lots of ruins

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Pub-wear

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Leggings and relocking

Mistress Sarina instructed me that Friday morning before work I should edge myself and then I could cum. It felt great to cum without spikes and without risk of it being ruined, and allowed by Mistress. I sent her a picture of her cock surrounded by puddles of cum.

In the evening we were chatting on camera and I was showing her some hoods I had. I hooded myself with one that had no eye or mouth holes which got me hard. Mistress told me to stroke and edge myself. Then she told me that since we'd be meeting up in two weeks, she'd decided I would spend the time locked up, starting shortly. This got the cock hard and throbbing, and it took a lot of control not to blow my load. She said that she hadn't decided if she would let me cum before lockup or not, and that I would be unlocked some times over the two weeks but relocked again. Then she told me to cum, and I fired out a lot of cum in the knowledge that I didn't know when I would get the opportunity again.

I was a little dazed after cumming, and followed Mistress's instructions to lock on cb despite being quite daunted by the idea of 2 weeks locked up. But a while later, once the post-orgasmic haze had passed, I felt very pleased to be under Mistress's stict control again with her cock safely imprisoned in steel.

On Saturday I talked with Mistress about my interest in Lycra leggings (the kind used by cyclists with padding and warm due to being quite thick). The previous weekend I'd been out shopping then visiting a friend wearing leggings and liked it, and had bought a few more pairs from ebay since then. I'd also bought some padded 'ballet' thongs, on the idea that they should be able to cover up the cb bulge where the cycle padding didn't. She told me that I should wear a pair when out shopping today, so I did and took some pictures.

As expected, I felt quite self-conscious walking around the town wearing them, and a few times considered that I'd gone too far and looked weird (no other guys wear anything similar in town). But there's also a thrill to it - they feel great, and afterwards I feel I've achieved something.

Cum in spikes

For much of the week my Mistress's cock was left unsecured - I was not allowed to touch it, but it wasn't locked up.

On Wednesday I had to go for an STD screening (for which I didn't want to be locked in a cb!) and went out wearing some tight Lycra leggings.

I like wearing stuff like that out, and so far it's not caused any problems. While I was at the clinic, a nurse asked me if I'd cycled in (they were cycle leggings) and I said no but didn't offer a good explanation as to why I was wearing them.

I've ordered several more pairs like that, so may be doing that more often.

Mistress Sarina instructed me that once I return home from the STD screening I should lock on a small chastity device with spiked cockring. It had been good being 'free' but I wasn't surprised to have to lock up again. The device did seem small and tight, and the 'teeth' of the rings bit in when I got horny (which is suitable punishment for getting horny). Mistress requires that I'm touching myself whenever we're chatting online - this means when free I can get hard and edge myself, but when locked means I have to stroke my balls and tease myself without the same resultant pleasure, just the frustration. But overall, I'm pleased I get the variety of situations.


Yesterday evening while on camera chat, she instructed me to unlock the cb but keep on the spiked cockring. I did so and started stroking - then the pleasure of touch was worth the discomfort of feeling the spikes. She told me to continue, and both the pleasure and pain increased... I knew the 'spikes' in the cock ring weren't enough to cause any real harm, but they were far from comfortable when hard.

Then she told me that I could cum if I wanted to, but it would have to be while wearing the spiked cockring, and that if I did not cum I would probably not be allowed to for the next few weeks. That alone drove my hardness, so hearing that while stroking made me so hard and caused the teeth to dig in so hard - such a complex mix of pain and pleasure.

I knew I had to cum - it would be worth the pain to avoid a few cumless weeks. So I breathed heavily as I stroked the hard cock in my hand, focusing on the pleasure and trying to block the pain. I felt the orgasm build from deep in my loins, stoking gently in a futile attempt not to get over-hard.

I moaned deep as the cum shot through and fired out the top of the cock, feeling the pleasure and pain in a confusing blend. It was a good strong orgasm, and it had been 10 days since I'd had another so there was lots of cum to pulse through.

Soon I was sitting in a puddle of my own cum, and as the bliss of orgasm subsided, the torture of spikes continued. Mistress allowed me to remove the ring, so I put my fingers over the spikes to stop their tourment.

I was very thankful to Mistress to have allowed me to cum after so long denied. Having to ensure the pain while cumming did give me a sense of 'earning' the cum, and that pleasure is more worthwhile if you have to endure something to get it (which I guess is what chastity is all about). I wouldn't want to only ever cum in spikes, but it was a hot experience having to do it. Not to mention, Mistress seemed very turned on hearing my moans of pain and pleasure :-)


In a few weeks Mistress Sarina and I will meet up, so we've been talking about the sort of things we might do together, which is quite exciting!