YesSir's blog post - Part 4 of Instructed Writing

Homework Essay Part 4
The first clamp gripped my nipple, as I slowly closed it, causing me to moan as the pressure and the initial pain was welcomed by my body and mind...the start of an enjoyable evening with John.
“Doesn’t that feel nice, I bet you wish I was there to pull that chain as you worship my cock, don’t you slut?”
I could tell from John’s voice that he was also being aroused by what I was doing, showing to him, surrendering to him. How much I wanted to be there, without the screen between us, kneeling between John’s legs feeling, tasting and savouring his hard cock in my mouth. As he held the chain connecting my nipple clamps, pulling at the chain when he wished to feel me moan with his cock filling my mouth, the pain I would feel and the pleasure John would feel as I moaned, swallowing his cock would be simply delicious for us both. But I could not stay thinking of the pleasures I could experience, there was tonight to focus on. Alone, dressed in lingerie to please and arouse not only myself, but also, and more so for John who was watching me and instructing me. The sense of submission and offering myself to another to control intensifying all the sensations....the feel of the lingerie I was wearing felt more real, the stockings I was wearing did not just encase my legs, the material caressed my legs. The suspenders that ran under the French Knickers that were tented by my arousal felt almost part of my body rather than resting against my skin. The feel of the top of the stockings circling my thigh, though always pleasurable now left surreally sensual.
Applying the second clamp to my aroused nipple I let out another low moan of pleasure as the clamp gripped. Both nipples now held by the clamps and the short length of chain hanging in a shallow loop between, though I wanted to pull at the chain, to intensify the feeling in my nipples, pull on the chain to make the clamps grip tighten...the reason I had bought ‘Clover Leaf’ clamps, I did not want them to slip off when the chain was pulled, I wanted the pulling of the chain to make me feel, experience them more....I so wanted to pull at the chain now for John to see and enjoy. But tonight those actions were not mine to decide, they were for John to instruct and for me to obey. I did not touch the chain, waited for John to comment or instruct as I felt my nipples pass from the initial pain of the clamps grip, moving to the painful numbness, which I knew would be more intense when John ordered me to remove them...the glorious shot of pain as the clamps were released, that would make me moan (and some times cry out), but the feeling also and always aroused me immensely. I did not have to wait long before John gave me more directions.
“You love the feel of them on your sissy nipples, don’t you? Are they nice and painful....or would you like me to pull on the chain to make it more painful for you....”
“Oooh yes please Sir...”, just the though of John pulling at the chain making my sissy-clit jerk in the confines of my French Knickers, “...I would love you to pull on the chain Sir...as I worship your cock Sir.”
I hoped that the addition of wanting to worship John’s cock would arouse him more, as I knew that the more I aroused John the more he had me perform for him, and tonight I was desperate to perform for him.....but I had no idea of how much I would be ‘performing’ over this weekend...that was yet to come, and so much more.
“Such a good and obedient little sissy slut, aren’t you. Hold the chain in your mouth, while you display your lingerie for me.”
I could see John slowly caressing his hard cock, as he gave me my instructions, which I followed without question. Taking the chain that linked the nipple clamps in my mouth, deliciously pulling on the clamps adding more pressure onto my nipples, I stood up again moving my chair to the side so that I could move more freely and show, or present myself to John. I walked away from the camera so that John could watch as my ass cheeks moved from walking in heels, though I was becoming more accustomed to walking in heels, walking in them still not natural and I knew this accentuated the movement of my ass within the silky caress of my French Knickers. I had considered wearing a pair of thong backed panties so that John would be able to see the cheeks of his sissy’s ass immediately when I began to perform for him, but I knew that John appreciated the femininity of more sexually demure underwear at times, and also the teasing element of knowing what is beneath the silky fabric even though it is not immediately on show...I also enjoyed both these elements, I loved the feel of the material against my skin, but also loved the teasing part of not exposing myself immediately. Part of me enjoyed the teasing, not for the teasing and trying to arouse John, but that there could be consequences to my teasing....to pay for my teasing...to be punished, or bound, to be used, abused, fucked like the sissy teasing slut I was deserved.
As a walked from the camera, allowing John to see all of my offered, lingerie dressed body walking slightly unsteadily, I ran my hands down the sides of my body savouring the feel of my hands sliding over the material of the Basque that tightly and deliciously embraced my body.

...imagining it were the hands of John, or someone else, anyone else. Caressing my willing body, preparing my body for more than the feel of their hands sliding over the Basque I wore, readying me to feel their hands as they stroked, caressed, mauled all of my body, holding my sissy-clit, reddening my ass with their hand as it struck, fingering my ass-pussy before filling me with hard throbbing cock. Fucking me hard and deep, making me moan with the pleasure of giving my body fully for the pleasure of another, however they gained their pleasure or how painful or humiliating it my be for me. I wanted to give myself, to feel the submission, the surrendering of any all control to another...

My hands moved from sides, to running over my French Knickers covered ass, slowly caressing in circular movements then grabbing at my ass roughly with both hands and pulling my ass cheeks apart. Though pulling my ass apart would not show anything, due to the French Knickers it would show my desire to tease, be used and I knew this would please John. And it did have the desired effect I hoped for,
“Yeah, that’s it slut grab that ass...spread it...get ready for my fucking cock...just wait til I get you in my hands you teasing slut.”
I continued to present myself to John, enjoying the reactions, becoming more aroused by my actions, my submitting and offering myself to John. As I walked and presented myself, I also lifted my head knowing that it would cause the chain held in my mouth to pull more on the clamps on my nipples. The additional pressure bringing fresh delicious pain to my nipples, sending a shiver through my body and causing an involuntary soft moan to escape from my chain holding mouth, but making sure the chain was still held firmly.
“Right slut show me that tight sissy cunt of yours!”
Bending over following John’s instructions I slowly lowered my French Knickers down over my offered ass, when I was fully on view my hands continued to stroke my naked ass, then slowly one finger caressed the tight hole of my sissy cunt hole.
“That’s right start working on your hole, like a good sissy. Such a pity I’m not there to ram my hard cock deep into you and make you moan like the fucking cock loving whore you are....you’d love that wouldn’t you!”
Though I couldn’t see John on the screen of my laptop, from his voice I knew he was enjoying my performance for him, the arousal in his voice was clear and it was not just John that was being aroused. I continued to be at a level of delicious arousal, how could I not? I was dressed in lingerie, presenting myself to another while my nipple-clamps gripped tightly to my numbing, yet painful nipples. I so wished John was her in person....to grab my hips as he pushed his thick, hard cock into my willing but tight ass-cunt making me moan with the pain and pleasure of being fucked hard. I was brought back from my thoughts by John’s voice again.

“Right, think it is time for you to have a ‘sit down’,” (The emphasis on the words ‘sit down’, were clear and we both knew what John meant. We had progressed to the point that John did not have to give specific instructions, sometimes just saying certain words in a certain way were enough for John to convey his instruction and for me to understand and comply.) “you have something to tell me don’t you, or you better had!!”
I did have something to tell John, as he had set me a task that I was to describe to him tonight, with the thoughts of the task I had completed I prepared to ‘sit down’. I removed my French Knickers, laying them to the side for now, then taking a length of cord from the items I had with me for tonight, I begun to bind my cock and balls, ensuring that all my actions were in full view of the webcam, so John could witness my actions.
Slowly I wound the cord around each of my balls, separating them and trapping the blood and arousal within, then the cord was wound tightly around the base of my cock, my erect sissy-clit, ensuring that it would remain erect....which I knew would become painfully erect. Once I had secured the cord, I placed a condom over my bound sissy-clit. After making sure I had completed this, I turned my attention to my sissy ass-pussy. Turning so that John could continue to view my preparations, I reached for the lubricant and slowly applied it to my hole, gently working my finger in and out, then two fingers...finger fucking my ass in view of John...in readiness for the vibrator I now reached for. Taking more lubricant I caressed the vibrator covering it in lubricant so that it would slide easily into my willing hole, but before I could fill myself with a length of thick, vibrating cock substitute I had to finish my preparations. Retrieving my French Knickers, I stepped into them sliding them slowly up over my stocking clad legs...feeling and hearing the silent contact as the silk of my French Knickers ran up over my stockings...pausing as my French Knickers reached my thighs, leaving them at the same height as the stocking tops that caressed, held my thighs held by the suspenders that loosened their pull as I bent over. Now prepared I slowly began to push the vibrator into my lubricated sissy ass, enjoying the feeling of the head of the for now still and lifeless vibrator as it began to open my lubricated ass, pushing harder I felt the delirious feeling of my ass opening and taking the vibrator,
...how I wished it was John behind me forcing his cock into me, or not only John, I just wanted cock, hard thick cock pushing deep into me, fucking me...

pushing the vibrator deeper until it was seated firmly in my pussy, enjoying the feeling of fullness, I took the control-box that was fitted to the vibrator by a thin flex and switched it on and tried the vibration settings to make sure they were working. The gentle buzz of the artificial cock filling my ass began, sending an initial shiver through my body which caused the chain connecting my nipple clamps to move, even this small swaying of the chain added to the painful pleasure of my nipples. I wanted to increase the power to the vibrator feel it buzzing and jerking in my ass, as I grabbed my sissy cock and allowed myself the release of orgasm, but that release was not for me to choose. I gave the slider on the control box a push, just to test and moaned as my sissy-pussy was full of vibrating and buzzing pleasure. Quickly lower the intensity as I was not doing this for my pleasure. Once sure the vibrator was working, I continued to pull up my French Knickers. Covering my bound sissy-clit and balls in delicate silky embrace, though the knickers would not hold the vibrator in my sissy-pussy, but that was not a problem as I was only preparing to ‘sit down’.
With my French Knickers back in place, I sat on the chair I had pulled back in front of the webcam, in a position that gave John the full view of his sissy, submissive slut.
“Right it’s time to tell me if you completed what I told you to do before tonight, and leave that vibrator on low talk, don’t want you cumming into that condom do we slut, well not yet.”
Sat in front of the webcam, my cock & balls bound and my ass full of gently buzzing rubber cock, it was time to describe to John the completion of the task set. The task being to visit a local lay-by and take a strangers cock and suck it to completion, with very little conversation. John did not want me to communicate or arrange a meet through email or websites, this had to be spontaneous and with as little chat as possible. I knew this was because John wanted me to be slutty, a whore, a cock lover that would take opportunities to pleasure others and for them to think of me as just a cock sucking, cum swallowing slut.
I had completed the task, and was pleased with myself that I had more to describe to John than just sucking one cock, so sat in lingerie in front of John I began to tell of my task.......