The punishment and denial on the beach had exhausted my slave and we had gone back to the room to relax. He was glad to be in a private space where no one could see the evidence of how much he had endured.
"My ass hurts Mistress," he said. "My balls ache, please let me empty them."
I could see all of the veins running the length of his rigid cock. The tip looked like it could pop off. His balls looked like ripe plums and I had to taste them. I drew one into my mouth and swirled my tongue around it, then did the same to the other. "Oooohhhh," he gasped.
"You are delicious, but you need to cool down now," I replied. I walked over to the refrigerator and took a piece of ice.
Thomas cried out as I placed the ice cube against his swollen sack, but calmed down as I gently rubbed it all around his manhood. It worked and he became just numb enough to allow his cock to relax a bit. I took a bottle of aloe from my suitcase and lightly massaged it on his burning cheeks.
"Rest now my sweet," I said. "I need a nap."
Laying beside him, I gazed at him, the sunshine pouring through the windows, lighting his skin, still flushed pink with desire. I took in the strong features of his handsome face, the way his neck flows down into the deep v of his collarbones, his strong broad chest with perfect small pink nipples. The shape of his belly button and how his stomach meets his groin, his still half erect cock laying against the crease of his inner hip. His muscular legs, the shape of his feet and toes, looking at his gorgeous body stoked a smoldering heat deep inside me.
I wanted his body as much as it wanted me, but I needed him to be utterly desperate tonight in order for him to submit to what I had planned.
Thomas may have slept, or not, but when I woke up I knew that he had not cheated and relieved himself. He was sitting in a chair on the patio, still very engorged and swollen.
We showered together, cleaning every part of each other, rinsing off the scent of sea and sex. I chose a tight short dress for myself and replaced the collar and cuffs on him.
"You will be able to wear something on that tonight," I said looking down at his crotch.
"Thank you Mistress!"
"You may not feel that way in a minute," I replied, reaching into a bag I pulled out another cuff. Fear washed across his face as he figured out what this new device was intended for. It was another black cuff with buckles and a ring, but smaller.
"For my ballsack?" He asked, with a look of disbelief.
"Indeed," I replied, kneeling in front of him. I gathered his balls in my hand and pulled them down and instructed him to buckle himself into the cuff. His hands shook and he fumbled with the device but eventually he managed. "Now you're dressed for dinner," I said.
He was starving but would have preferred room service, or even not eating at all, to being taken back into the dining room like this.
I clipped on the leash, this time to the ring on the cuff that wrapped around the top of his sack. It kept his purple balls away from his body, stretching them down and tightening the skin around them. With a tug he realized just how closely he would need to match my movements and pace to avoid the pull he would suffer if he failed.
The dining room was crowded again and everyone stared at Thomas' predicament. He struggled to eat but I told him he had to eat well, that he needed his energy for later. I didn't need to direct him to keep his legs open this time, the new cuff made closing them next to impossible.
After dinner I led him by his leash, back through the game room, down the stairs, and into the same room we were in last night. He struggled to keep some slack in the leash, especially going down steps, but it kept his mind from resisting or even wondering why we were going back into that room.
He was surprised to see all four women from last night there waiting for us. His face blushed and he groaned as I led him over to show him off. I walked him back and forth and then made him stand just in front of each of them, one at a time, showing them his eager hard cock and cuffed balls before turning to let them see his red ass.
"He's gorgeous, just amazing," said one of them, smiling.
