We have a festive present for Our slave, a treat for his good behaviour! This will help to keep Our boy in line, pleasingly, for the next year. As We approach Christmas We offer: twelve edgings for the twelve days of Christmas! Tainted Maitrise has been teasing Our sub: as temperatures drop outside, She has warmed the sub up perfectly. I take over and Our boy begins to struggle, moaning as I manipulate his cock further into aroused submission. The challenge of repeated teasing, the degradation of self-control, such sweet torment from two sensual, dominant Females. While I tease, Tainted Mai...

We have a festive present for Our slave, a treat for his good behaviour! This will help to keep Our boy in line, pleasingly, for the next year. As We approach Christmas We offer: twelve edgings for the twelve days of Christmas! Tainted Maitrise has been teasing Our sub: as temperatures drop outside, She has warmed the sub up perfectly. I take over and Our boy begins to struggle, moaning as I manipulate his cock further into aroused submission. The challenge of repeated teasing, the degradation of self-control, such sweet torment from two sensual, dominant Females. While I tease, Tainted Maitrise whispers to Our slave, providing a challenging diversion to his cock-focused thoughts. Such a pleasurable predicament of torment. How does a slave cope, show respect and give full attention to the dominant Lady speaking seductively to him AND to the dominant Lady relentlessly teasing his cock at the same time? I feel the slave’s physical desperation rising and Our sIave struggles as Tainted Maitrise laughs at his agony. Our boy loses the ability to count and, as I deny his orgasm, I declare “twelve!” There are eleven further edges to reach - if the sub is able to get to them. After a few moments to recover his composure I continue, Tainted Maitrise focuses his gaze on his cock, then on Herself as his excitement grows again. Soon Our slave admits that he is struggling, I will not relent and keep the manual torment up as Tainted Maitrise calls “eleven!” After a brief lubrication I drive our slave to “ten!” Now he is eager to count the numbers as my technique takes precedence in his mind as well as dominance over his body! Onwards, the cruel pleasure is applied and Our slave reaches “Nine” as Tainted Maitrise observes how desperate he is to be released and how much fun it is to watch the process. As We continue, I stroke Our slave’s stiff cock and Tainted Maitrise plays with his ever-swelling balls, understandably “Eight!” is achieved in no time! After only the briefest interlude I enjoy My dexterity to squeeze “Seven!” from Our slave’s lips as he moans with delight at the feelings generating from his groin. The slave’s cock bobs up and down before I grip his hard, needy shaft and drive it towards orgasm. “Six! Miss!” gasps Our slave and Tainted Maitrise studies his face, recognising the signs of sexual frenzy “...so close...” She says, enjoying the plight that Our sub is being taken to. She spits into our sub’s mouth... ...We swap and “Five!” arrives, is passed and We swap back. I drive Our boy closer and closer to the point of, no!! – “What is this?” I demand as Our boy is unable to control himself any further, unloading in a ruined orgasm, then apologising whilst Tainted Maitrise looks on in shock! Our boy is exhausted, used up. Never mind, maybe next year he will reach “One!” and be allowed to come...