My first femdom part 8: trading favours [MF]

Parts 1-7 can be found in my profile. Sorry I can’t link them, it gets caught in some subreddit spam filters and autoremoved.

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I was in a familiar position. Handcuffed, laying on Claire’s bed. Claire sitting on my face. She occasionally took the time to reciprocate the pleasure I was giving her between her own moans.

I was still reeling from the evening – I finally thought I finally had Claire figured out, only to realize I was wrong. She didn’t want a boyfriend, she only wanted to use me as one. I hadn’t thought of a relationship with Claire until a few days ago, but that was out the window…

Thinking about it made me soft. Claire brought me back into the moment with a few light taps to my balls. Well, light her standards…

“Getting soft on me?”

I didn’t reply, instead focused on her pleasure. I pressed my face into her as she began stroking me, putting extra emphasis on my frenulum, which is a huge turn on for me (and every other guy, I assume). Once I was fully erect again, she began running her tongue up and down the underside of my cock, really springing me to attention.

“Is my mouth not good enough for you anymore, OP?” Claire asked.

“Your mouth and hands are amazing,” I replied.

“Funny way of showing it. Get to cum inside me a few times and now you won’t have it any other way, huh?”

She wasn’t wrong. She didn’t know that I had never been raw inside another woman before. It’s not the sexiest thing to admit, but I was a responsible guy with birth control until I met Claire.

“Can you blame me?” I said between licks.

“I suppose not, but we’re getting back to our routine for a while.”

“We have a routine?”

Claire grabbed hold of my balls. My legs extended and pushed down unvoluntarily, trying to embrace the pain.

“You know what I mean,” she replied, “now focus on my ass, please.”

Message received loud and clear. I moved from her soaking wet pussy to her ass, letting me know that she enjoyed it by releasing my balls from her grip. I felt Claire’s weight lift off of me as she leaned over to reach to her night stand to retrieve a vibrator. She lined it up to herself as she resumed sitting on me. I could tell she was playing with herself because her body began to move on a rhythm over of face.

I’d been in this position a few times now, so I could tell that she was about to cum. I kept my pace, something she had taught before – I learned the hard way that changing things up when she was close to cumming was a punishable offence, and that I should let her lead.

I was right – Claire’s body began shaking as her motions came to a stop. I kept going. She seemed to enjoy my tongue on her ass even after she came. She sat there for a moment, just enjoying me.

Before long, Claire had climbed off of me and laid next to me. I won’t lie, I was still turned on but she was showing signs of slowing down. She rested her head on my chest with her arm thrown across my body, holding onto my side.

“Round 3?” I asked.

Claire moved her arm down my body and gripped my cock with her fingers and palm while running her thumb over the head of my penis.

“You’re not cumming tonight.”

“… why not?”

“I should say cumming *again*, tonight.”

“You’re sending me mixed signals here, this feels so fucking good.”

She didn’t let up, she continued gently playing with my head with her thumb.

“I know… I just like to hear you want it…” she whispered.

Claire began kissing me for a few minutes until I was fully erect. It was then that she decided to stop.

“Can you uncuff me please?”

“Not until you’re soft, I don’t want you playing with yourself.”

About 10 minutes later, when I was fully deflated, Claire slipped my chastity bond around me and locked it shut. I didn’t know when I’d be free next – that was up to her.

We both got ready for bed, and Claire once again cuddled me and spooned me as we fell asleep. She also made sure to rub her ass into my groin as much as possible, making me uncomfortable in my cage.

Claire woke before me the next morning and let me sleep in. The rest of the weekend was uneventful in terms of sex, but my mind was still very busy with trying to work out exactly what to call this dynamic between Claire and myself.

So she doesn’t want to actually be in a relationship, but she wants to act like it in front of our friends? We say that we love each other, but it might be some kind of boyfriend/girlfriend roleplay that she’s into. I can question it but she’ll either distract me with sex (do I attempt to use this later to get out of my cage?), or punish me for asking.

I returned home Sunday night with a lot on my mind. In the end, I concluded that none of it mattered so long as we’re both enjoying each other.

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I had a busy week at work. I didn’t get the chance to see Claire at all during the week, but as all millenials do, we were texting throughout the week. Nothing too exciting, but she did mention that she missed me a few times, was really looking forward to our upcoming weekend together (this wasn’t even a discussion, but a decision from her since she knew she owned me so long as I was caged).

Claire: Do you want to go to Rob’s thing tmrw?

Me: I don’t know. Do I?

C: Yeah we can go. As much as I want you all to myself, missing the group too

M: Meet there? (Side note – her place wasn’t on the way to our friends place)

C: Come over before?

M: I don’t know if I’ll have time to come over between when I finish work and when it starts. I can sleep over though? :)

C: You were already going to sleep over. Just come over before pleaseeee

M: I’ll think about it ;)

C: I can make it worth your while ;)

M: I like where this is going…

C: See you tmrw after work

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I arrived at Claire place after rushing home from work and showering. Claire greeted me at the door by throwing her arms around my neck, pressing her body against me and kissing me. She wasted no time leading me to her bedroom and onto her bed, with her on top of me with more kisses.

“I missed you,” she proclaimed.

“What did you miss most?” I asked.

“Besides everything? Probably that magic tongue of yours…”

“Yeah? You want me to put it to good use before we go to Rob’s?”

“Mmm… yes I do.” she answered.

“And what do I get in return?” I asked.

“Not that you get to make demands, but I’ll unlock you…” she said, reaching down to my ground and squeezing my cage through my pants, “and maybe I’ll even let you cum inside me again.”

That alone was enough to get me to agree. I had only been in Claire twice now, but I was already addicted to it. I wasted no time flipping her over onto her back and removing her pants and shirt. Before I could remove her underwear she stopped me, removing my clothes, leaving me naked. She retrieved the key to my cage from her nightstand drawer and unlocked me, taking my bare cock in her hands.

“I’m gonna make you cum, but on my terms,” she said. Dropping to her knees in front of my. She placed on hand around the back of my balls, cupping me. With her other hand, she raised my cock to her lips and took me into her mouth, sucking gently, bobbing her head back and forth with intense suction. After nearly a week of being locked up, I was in heaven. It didn’t take Claire long to realize it either.

“That’s better,” she whispered, “you’re responding to my mouth a lot better this weekend. You might just get to cum inside me again, we’ll see…”

She resumed sucking again momentarily before standing up again, still gripping my cock.

“Today we’re gonna try something new, to see just how badly you want me.” Claire once again brought out the handcuffs I was oh so used to, and cuffed me behind my back.

“Well this seems awfully familiar,” I quipped.

Claire let out a slight laugh, almost under her breath. She then placed a hand on my shoulder, pushing down to indicate that I should get on my knees. I knelt before her and leaned in towards her groin, before being stopped by her.

“Not so fast, I’ll let you know when I’m ready.”

Claire retrieved a blindfold and placed it over my eyes. I knew better than to question what she was up to. I felt her foot between my legs, pushing again my thigh to get me to spread them more. I waited as Claire retrieved more thing. I felt binding being fastened around my ankles. Claire then fastened me to the legs of her bed. I could hear her sitting behind me on the foot of the bed before she pushed me forward with her foot, causing me to trip on my bindings and fall onto my stomach, unable to catch myself due to the cuffs.

“Crawl forward until you can’t anymore.”

I struggled to move forward until I felt the binding pull at my ankles. I was as far as I could go. Then, I felt Claire tighten the bindings, spreading my legs a little further. Claire was now on the floor between my legs and the bed, grabbing my balls and fastening something to them. Whatever it was had a tight grip on my manhood. I heard more rustling before I felt an upward pull on my balls so intense it brought my hips from the ground.

“Wait wait wait wait,” I pleaded.

Claire didn’t answer me. Instead, she removed my blindfold. I could barely see her in the corner of my eye after she returned to the foot of the bed, sitting with her legs crossed, her foot dangling just inches away from my raised balls.

The strain on my legs, waist and hips paled in comparison to the intensity on my balls. I was essentially frozen from making any movement, unless I wanted to risk even more intense pain.

“Claire, please, this really hurts.”

“How badly do you wanna cum?” she asked as she began rubbing my balls with her foot.

“Not as bad as I want you to put me down, right now,” I gasped through the pain.

“Aww, but I said I’d make you cum today. I’m nothing if not a woman of my word.”

“I don’t know if I’ll even be able to get hard like this. Please, just loosen it a little.”

“Convince me,” she delcared.

“Huh, wh.. what do you mean?” I asked

“What do I get in return? Isn’t that what you said when I asked you to make me cum a few minutes ago?”

“You fucking bitch…” I whispered, under my breath. This was a pain-induced slip of the tongue, the first time my brain completely forgot to keep something as a thought instead of words.

“Um.. what the fuck did you just say?” she asked, raising her voice.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean-”

Claire tightened the rope around my balls, sending me into a new stratosphere of pain. I couldn’t even make out words besides the grunting of pain.

“You better make it up to me, I don’t tolerate being called a fucking bitch. So tell me what I’m gonna get in return.” To conclude her statement, she delivered a swift punt to my exposed balls. I later found out that this was a pretty light tap with her foot, but at the time she might as well have been a black belt in whatever martial art teaches you to kick the hardest.

“AGHhhh” I screamed in pain.

“Start talking unless you want another one.” she responded.

“I’ll… sleep over every night this week,” I said through gritted teeth.

“Mhm, what else?”

“Please, let me down a little,” I begged.

Claire tapped me again with her foot, sending jolts of pain through my entire body. I won’t lie, I was seriously considering using my safe word here.

“What else?”

“I’ll give you a foot rub, every night. Every night I’m over this week.”

“I was already gonna get that. Not good enough.”

I grunted in frustration.

“Just tell me what you want, I’ll fucking do anything.”

“I’m not gonna do the work for you. Concentrate!” She exclaimed.

My mind was racing, I didn’t know what to offer her until…

“I’ll kiss you in front of all of our friends at Rob’s tonight.”

I felt relief as she loosened the rope around my balls, allowing me to bring my hips closer to the floor.

“Keep going,” she commanded.

“I’ll slap your ass if we play any drinking games, that’ll make Matt and Laura uncomfortable.”

She lowered me a little more.

“Mmm I like the sound of that. What else?”

“If anyone asks if we’re dating, I’ll say yes.”

She once again lowered me. I was now in an uncomfortable, but less painful position. My hips were still off the ground a little.

“You’re making me wet, OP,” she replied, “I think it’s time to put that magic tongue of yours to use.”

Claire stood to her feet behind me, but not before tightening the rope and inflicting maximum pain on me again.

“What else? Tell me what else?! I’ll do it, tell me,” I pleaded.

Claire sat on the floor in front of my face, spreading her legs and pushing herself forward toward me. She then laid on her back.

“Get to work, I’ll let you down when you make me cum.”

I leaned my head forward, to reach Claire’s pussy but came up short, even with my tongue out.

“Come on, you can reach it…”

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TBC if people are into the story!

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