Red Tube Revisited

Good morning Mistress Cecilia! With luck, this post will find you doing as well as possible, with a day unfolding every bit as beautiful as you are! And, good morning any and all visitors to my blog. Welcome; I hope you enjoy your stay.

Late yesterday afternoon I received a new assignment from Mistress Cecilia, and as I always do, I hastened to obey. I began by filling the sink with water and freeing my cock from its taut cage. The pieces landed in the water with a lively kersplunk. I gathered up the Aneros and lube and set them by my bed. I grabbed the Fleshlight, loading it with the ridged insert and I grabbed my vibrating glove as well as the olive oil.

With my hands full, I made my way into my living room, my cock pointing up at me as if to say, “Well, it’s about time.” Sitting at the computer, I fired up www.redtube.com the site that Mistress Cecilia had first introduced me to. The first video that jumped up at me was entitled Lesbian Ass Licker. Well, that didn’t seem appealing so I began to hover over the videos looking at the vidcaps that captured my eyes. I settled in one the first video and set it playing.

I donned the vibrating glove and with my fingers buzzing I gripped my erection and as the video played, an attractive brunette, caressed her naked body with her eyes never leaving the camera. I masturbated to the video, going slow, feeling the glove massage my erection as I stroked. My hand pumped my cock and before the video ended I reached the first edge of the assignment. One thing I like about red tube is that they link similar videos together so when I watched the first one that I enjoyed it was so easy to continue the series or watch similar videos. I started the next video and slowly stroked my cock, all the while my fingers and thumb buzzing violently.

I flipped through video after video, watching the attractive women masturbate or strip tease, toy with their naked bodies while toying with my lust. I noticed one of the videos was from that site I had thought of joining during a previous assignment; I think I’ll have to see if Mistress Cecilia would like a membership as well, to share the experience with me. During it all, I stroked with the glove buzzing noisily on my right hand. I watched the videos and I stroked my cock and I edged a second time, a third and then again. Still, I continued to flip through the videos, stopping on one where a woman masturbated with her hands underneath her panties. Even in the videos I watched I liked to be teased, she brought herself pleasure while I watched the soft gusset of her panties move atop her hand. Somehow it was hotter not seeing her body and only seeing her hand moving inside her panties.

I started yet another video; this one quite long. Some of the videos were very short, others of an intermediate length. The last one I watched was nearly eight minutes and before it was half done I had finished that part of the assignment, bringing myself back to the pinnacle of release a fifth time only to pull my hand away like Lucy always does with the football Charlie Brown was trying to kick. Feeling desperate, my balls buzzing like my hand, I turned off the glove and let the video play out.

I made my way into my bedroom, my cock bobbing with each step and dropped onto my bed. I lubed up the Aneros and slid it into my ass. I climbed to my feet and made my way back into my living room, to once again sit at my computer. Sitting, the plug in my ass shifted and pressed harder into my body. I moaned as I settled into my desk chair.

I lubed my cock, pouring the cold olive oil over my hot flesh. I gasped and felt my body shake in silent protest. I poured another dollop of the oil into the pussy shaped opening and then slipped the Fleshlight over my cock. I started another video and slowly began to fuck the Fleshlight; this time when my cock pulsed in need I could feel my ass grip the Aneros buried therein which fueled my lust even more.

I stroked watching an attractive brunette with long, straight hair masturbate, her sex staring me in the face. It was like I could see what my dick was feeling; I was fucking her pussy; was feeling what I was seeing. I fucked the Fleshlight and quickly reached that plateau of completion only to pull my hand away, my ass squeezing the Aneros and waited, the video still playing, for the edge to wane enough for me to begin anew.

Twice more over another fifteen minutes I brought myself back to that tense, needy, frustrating edge, all the while naked young woman danced and stripped, masturbated and brought their own bodies to the brink; only, unlike me, they went further, they completed their masturbation and came. It was like a reminded of what I wouldn’t be having. That fact seemed to raise my frustration level even higher. See what I can do and you can’t, the videos taunted me.

And my balls buzzing, my cock tingling, I felt alive.

With my eight edges complete, I climbed to my feet and pulled the Aneros plug from my ass, my body hitching in pleasure as I did. I made my way into the bathroom and after drying the chastity cage off and making sure it was clean, I dropped the plug into that same sudsy water.

I jumped into the shower and washed my body and scraped away the stubble that had grown in since the last day I shaved. I climbed from the shower and urinated watching bubbles appear. As I have written about, I think the reason I have not had a wet dream with my record setting thirty days without an orgasm, is that I flush my frustration away, using the bathroom cleans the pipes and flushes out my system. I see it as taking a pull of a thick shake and just before you taste the creamy chocolate you stop and the fluid coats the sides of the straw. Rinsing out the straw pushes out the remains; that is what I think happens.

Dry and clean and freshly shaved, I once again locked up Mistress Cecilia’s cock. Make no mistake, it is hers. I know it, and more importantly, and to me more excitedly, she knows it.

I snapped the picture and sent it on, another assignment complete.

Even now, as I type this up and get ready to post it I can feel the hum of electricity that is my horniness. I missed it while it was gone; feeling it makes me feel Mistress Cecilia’s ownership of me. I am thankful for the buzz. And, after finishing the assignment, the juice had been pumped up, the current increased. I feel a stronger, needier buzz after cleaning the toys and locking up anew.

It is a very good thing.

Thank You, Mistress Cecilia.

Humbly and Happily Yours.