In this first session of No Nut November torment, I start by face-sitting him as I casually check emails, letting him struggle for every breath beneath my perfect ass. After he serves as my chair, I grant him a small privilege: his tongue worshipping every inch of my boots, cleaning them until they gleam.

But that's just the beginning. Once I turn my attention to his caged cock, his suffering intensifies. I edge him hard, whip his exposed shaft, squeeze his balls until he's gasping and deny him any release again and again, using my magic wand to push him even closer to the brink. By...

In this first session of No Nut November torment, I start by face-sitting him as I casually check emails, letting him struggle for every breath beneath my perfect ass. After he serves as my chair, I grant him a small privilege: his tongue worshipping every inch of my boots, cleaning them until they gleam.

But that's just the beginning. Once I turn my attention to his caged cock, his suffering intensifies. I edge him hard, whip his exposed shaft, squeeze his balls until he's gasping and deny him any release again and again, using my magic wand to push him even closer to the brink. By the end of this session, he's right where I want him: denied, desperate and locked in chastity, preparing for what's next.

This is only part 1 of 3 in his No Nut November training and he already knows his agony has only begun.