Bluballs For Kittys Bootboy Ch 11

It was just about time to finish off my BootBoy...on this particular occasion I had teased and denied him with each and every pair of thigh-high spike-heel boots I owned, and each was accompanied by a matching slutty outfit. We had progressed from innocent white, to girly pink, then to hot hot red, finally leading to the black fishnet and leather Dominatrix getup I had on now.

We had been playing around with some bondage toys while I wore one of my sexiest pairs of black leather boots for him, and things were going to get really nice and HOT now!

I had been showing my boots to him, making him beg me to tease him with them, and when I was satisfied he had earned the privilege, I had been allowing him to fondle them, kiss them, and lick them. He had also begged me to poke his balls with the pointy toe of my boot and squish them up against his body with the sole.

He had also begged me to let him play with himself while he watched me show them off for him - I enjoyed this immensely! I particularly liked it because he had confessed that he wanted to come all over my boots, and I knew I could use this against him, denying him that little reward indefinitely while I tantalized and tormented him...

And then we began to incorporate some bondage toys into our games...he put some nipple clamps on his nipples and begged me to whip them with a medium sized crop-whip. He had also introduced me to his ball-stretcher, a black leather band that attached around his testicles and pulled them away from his body, giving him yummy pleasure.

Not only that, but there was a metal ring on the bottom of his ball-stretcher that we attached a leash to, and I had been enjoying tugging on his testicles, bouncing them around, and swatting them with the whip too!

And now I knew exactly what he wanted...he wanted to come! I knew it and I showed no mercy as I ordered him to beg me to let him do it...and he displayed some incredibly intense begging and pleading with me as I just sat there, not saying a word, and he stroked himself madly and continued to beg.

"Does Bootboy wanna come!"

"YES, PLEASE!"

"Beg!"

"Please!"

I just sat there quietly, waiting for more. Again he said it, louder, "PLEASE!!"

"Bootboy wants cummies?"

"YES!!"

"No, Bootboy, NO!"

"Oh god, YEAH, I love it!"

"You like it when I deny you?"

"Yeah, it's fucking HOT!"

"Very well!"

"And...and...could you...please whip my dick when you tell me no?"

"Ooooooooo! Naughty naughty Bootboy!!"

"PLEASE!!"

"Well, all right..."

And so it began...him stroking his cock, begging me to let him cum, and me denying him and whipping his cock. Again, there was a little "topping from the bottom" as he carefully gave me feedback on the way he wanted it...a little harder with the whip...and meaner with the saying NO...and as long as I enjoyed his suggestions I was more than happy to oblige him, tormenting him exactly the way he wanted!

One hand pulled on his testicles as the other whipped his cock...soon I could tell he was about to come, but that would ruin all the fun, so I pushed his hands away right at the last moment...

"Unnnggghhhh!" he moaned.

"Don't you dare come, not until I say!"

"Yes Mistress!"

I played with his genitals a little more, toying with his cock with the whip while tugging on his balls, and I lifted up one boot and stuck it in his face. He devoured it with gusto, sticking the pointy toe in his mouth, licking it all over. My other boot reached out to his cock and balls and prodded them, and I alternated between teasing his cock with my boot and whipping it, tugging on his balls on the leash and poking them with my boot-toe.

I lifted up my other boot so the high heel was right above his face, and he reached out to lick it, only to have me lift it up just a little, keeping it just out of reach.

"Ah-ah-ahhhh", I said playfully, denying him easily, "now, now, BootBoy, don't forget to BEG!"

"PLEASE let me lick your high heel!"

"Very good!"

I lowered it down to his mouth and continued to tug on his balls while he stuck the whole length of the spiked heel in his mouth and sucked it. I kept swatting his erection with the whip, poking his balls with my other boot, then squishing them up against his body with the top of my boot-covered foot.

The whole situation was simply incredible - so sensual, so deliciously erotic! So much stimulation for him, all this teasing and denying, all accompanied by the use of some kinky bondage toys...

But now it was time for the finishing touch...it was time for me to put on the pair of boots he had selected as his absolute favorite, and I had told him at the beginning of the evening that we were saving those for last...

Now was the time!

"So, Bootboy, there's only one pair of boots left for me to tease you with! Do you know which ones they are?"

"Yes, Mistress!"

"Which ones?"

"The...the shiny black leather ones...with the metal spike heels!!"

"Right! You want me to wear those for you?"

"Yes!"

"What do you say?"

"Please!"

"Don't forget to play with yourself, and start counting!"

He begged me to wear them for him, passionately and wildly, while counting each time. He started to stroke his erection as he did, but I continued to deny him, telling him no and occasionally shoving his hand away from his cock, whipping it and tugging on his balls. The game continued, building up just like that, as he proceeded to count up to 10, 20, 30...slowly it intensified, with me denying him more meanly as his begging got louder and more insistent.

Several times he worked himself right up to the point of getting ready to come, but it was obvious when it was about to happen and I simply shoved his hands away each time. I scolded him for edging himself like that, and after allowing it to happen a couple more times I looked at him devilishly and picked up a pair of handcuffs. I told him to stand up, and I went behind him and ordered him to put his hands behind his back.

As I clicked on the cuffs, I said, "Now, that's better! Now my little Bootboy can't stroke his cock and make it come until I'm good and ready to let him!!" He groaned, feeling the helplessness of being restrained like that, unable to pleasure himself. I took a good look at my captive, admiring his hopeless situation and loving the way he looked - so pathetic. It was fantastic!

I sat back down and ordered him to keep begging me to put on the last pair of boots, and I continued to deny him as he stood before me, tugging on his balls and poking them with my boot. The scenario continued, taking up where we left off with the counting...40...50...60...and by this time he was starting to crack!

His voice quavered as the intense pleasure overwhelmed him...with his hands behind his back, he could not stroke himself, and he was simply helpless as I teased him deliciously with the whip, tugging on the leash around his balls, and showing him my boots. Again I lifted them up and toyed with him, sticking them right in front of his face, ordering him to come and get them but rejecting him when he tried, keeping them just a little bit away from him for a while before finally letting him kiss the toes and lick the high heels.

Then I stood up and began slowly strutting back and forth in front of him, surveying my handiwork while he just stared at me. Here was this sophisticated older gentleman, all restrained in bondage, fully aroused and erect, hopelessly ensnared in my little web of prick teasing and erotic denial!

I laughed out loud at the sight of him, reaching out to play with his cock with my soft fingers, and he moaned as I slowly started stroking it up and down. I noticed the way it responded to my touch, and I could easily tell when he about to come, and I just stopped. It twitched and bobbed up and down as the blood pulsed through it, and I watched carefully, waiting for the spasms to subside before starting in on it again with my fingers...

Over and over I edged him like that, and he continued to beg me to let him come, let him explode all over my hand, my boots, somewhere, anywhere! Sometimes I just kept quiet as he begged, other times I verbally denied him outright or just looked at him and shook my head...it was totally up to me to decide!

Finally, when his begging got to 100, I announced that it was time to put the shiny black boots on me. He almost burst into tears, his relief was so intense, just at the thought of finally seeing those fabulously erotic boots on me! I released his hands from the cuffs and ordered him to go fetch the kinky boots.

Up until this point I had been putting each pair of boots on myself, but this time I knew he'd love it if I let him get them and put them on me instead! He practically sprinted into the other room and came right back cradling the fantastically sexy shiny black vinyl boots. I sat down on the couch and ordered him to put them down next to me and take off my boots.

This became a little game unto itself, as he tried to take hold of one to pull it off but I just moved it away. I grabbed the testicle leash and ordered him to beg to take my boots off, and he obeyed...I wasn't about to make things easy on him at this point, since I knew this was the final chapter in our incredibly kinky evening!

Finally I let him grab the boot and pull it off my leg, and proceeded to tease and deny him with the other boot for a while before letting him take that one off too. And then I ordered him to pick up one of the shiny black boots and put it on me...it had a long zipper up the side, and he held the boot as I slipped my foot into it, and he slowly zipped up the zipper.

I showed it to him as I stroked his dick with my hand and said, "There! You like that boot? All shiny and black..and the super sexy high heel, it's really kinky, isn't it?"

"Yes!" he agreed, "It's fantastic - I LOVE IT!!"

"Put the other one on!"

He took the other boot and I slipped my foot into it, and he zipped up the zipper. I stood up, and without saying a word he got down on his knees, knowing that the show was about to begin! I put my hands on my hips and posed for him, swaying back and forth, shifting my weight from one hip to the other as he ogled the sexy boots shamelessly.

"You wanna come on these?"

"YES!"

"BEG!!"

He began to beg, even more intense than before, which I couldn't believe! His arousal was peaking now, and I simply started to say "NO!" some more as he kept pleading with me to come. I ordered him to stroke his cock, and I made him watch as I strutted around the room for a while.

"Come here!" I commanded, and he fell to his hands and crawled after me. "Kiss the spike heels!" He reached out to do it, but I took a step forward. So easy! Again and again I urged him, saying in a kind of sing-song tone, like a schoolgirl, "C'mon, come and get it, Bootboy", only to deny him when he tried.

This whole teasing and denying game was quite familiar at this point, but there was something about this particular pair of boots that really got his attention. He wanted them, he wanted them badly, and he didn't care how much denial he had to tolerate...he'd do whatever I wanted, whatever I said!

And so I really put him through the paces, making him crawl around behind me while I pranced around the room, begging me to let him have them. I sat down and grabbed the testicle leash again, tugging on it while he begged to kiss them and lick the high heels. Despite the extensive explorations we had already had with this little game, I was still delighted with it and I laughed out loud at the sight of him pleading with me to give him what he so desperately wanted...

I lifted them up before his eyes, holding them lower and lower until he tried to kiss them, then denying him. I whipped his cock while he kept begging, and then I had the most incredible idea imaginable...

"You wanna come on these boots, Bootboy, don't you!"

"YES!"

"Play with yourself and beg me to let you come!"

He proceeded, begging with the same heightened level of intensity as before, but this time there was an extra edge to it as I offered the fabulously sexy boots to him...of course, I just kept telling him "NO!"

And I meant it. I wasn't going to let him! He had encouraged me to deny him while he begged, to tell him no really meanly while I whipped his cock, and I started to make it clear that I was going to follow through on that.

"Now, Bootboy, no means no!"

"NOOOOOO!"

"That's right! NO! Bootboy is NOT going to come on these boots!"

"Please!"

"NO!"

"PLEASE!!"

"Naughty Bootboy, wanting to get his dirty naughty come all over these gorgeous sexy boots!"

"Please Mistress, I'll clean them after!"

"Oh no you won't, because they're not going to get dirty!"

"PLEASE!!"

"NO! Now maybe I'll let you come on them some other time, but NOT now, NOT tonight!"

The reality of what I was saying was really sinking in now, and the look of desperation and confusion on his face was unbelievable! I felt so gratified, so powerful, teasing and denying him with every pair of boots I had, letting him kiss and lick them, and then finally putting on his absolute favorite pair...but then telling him he was NOT going to come on them!

Over and over he begged, pleading with me to let him come on them, and I allowed him to bring himself to the edge of orgasm repeatedly before kicking his hands away with the sexy boots and poking his cock and balls with them. I knew the stimulation of this would be horrendous, with him being right on the edge of orgasm and me using my boots to keep him there, but not allow his release...

I fantasized what it might be like to tease him like this every night for a few weeks, slowly building up his desire, and to see exactly how long it could continue before he would lose control and explode, just from the stimulation of my boots on his cock. They were not soft like my hands (or mouth, or pussy!) so it wouldn't be easy to make him come, but after weeks and weeks of stimulation and teasing, I was willing to bet I could make him come with them!

But that little experiment would have to wait till another time! Tonight, I simply decided to deny him release with my boots, and I announced that the game was over. He looked at me with an incredibly shocked reaction, still unable to believe that after all this teasing and denying, he was not going to be allowed to come.

I told him not to worry, there would be another occasion when I would grant him his wish...maybe! I showed him the sexy boots some more while he kneeled before me, his cock still fully erect, twitching and throbbing, as I ran my hands up and down the length of each boot. He did not know what to do, he couldn't do anything but comply, knowing that he'd just have to wait.

I took the bondage toys off him and casually told him to get dressed. I did not want to kick him out right away, so I strutted around some more as he put his clothes on, continuing to show him what he couldn't have, knowing this would be pure torture!

And I made him sit with me on the couch as I started some casual conversation, still showing him my boots, offering them to him but not saying another word about the excruciating teasing game I was continuing to force him to endure. I even plopped them in his lap several times, leaving them there as he fondled them and rubbed them with his hands, and I made to sure to squish them on his still obvious bulge in his pants.

The situation was unspeakably kinky and delicious...this poor guy was simply going out of his mind and there wasn't a single little thing he could do about it! He was still quite desperate to come, but he knew better than to even ask (or beg).

His cock was still hard in his pants as I wound down the evening's fun and games, and just before I showed him out, I winked at him and told him he could take care of it the moment he got home...I even offered to let him take a picture of the boots with my smartphone so I could send it to him. I told him to text me when he got home, begging me to see the boots again, and then I escorted him out.

Sure enough, a little while later he texted me, begging to see the pic, and I sent back the word NO several time before sending the pic, with one word...COME!