I relish the moments when my subjects are completely under my control, and today is no exception. My slave is securely bound inside the bondage bag, unable to escape my teasing torment. The perfect opportunity for some CBT, I thought, as I ran my nails along his sensitive shaft and administered a few playful whips with the crop while seated on his face. I allow him to suffer just enough for my liking, but it’s not enough. I can’t resist being kind to his cock, teasing him with a few strokes and bringing him to the brink of explosion, only to stop just in time. Is it cruel? Perhaps, but I’m sure he’ll thank me for it later.