Painful Night

I had a pretty painful night, thanks to binding my cock and balls and stuffing it all into a jockstrap for my master. Having the cockrings on wasn't a big deal. I can handle those, and they aren't painful. It was that damn shoelace. It was separating my balls. That would have been really that bad either, except I had tied it into place when I was flaccid. Why don't I think?! If it's a tight binding when I'm not aroused, what the hell did I expect to happen once I started getting hard?

I'll tell you what happens. Once my cock boned up and started to take up space, it actually pushed the cockring that was strangling my balls further down. The shoelace began digging into my skin in a very unpleasant way (after I took it off it left quite an indentation in my skin where it had been), causing a safe yet extremely painful sting as long as I was erect. Trying to sleep this way turned out to be impossible. When I'm in my bed, trying to fall asleep, there aren't many sensations or distractions to focus on.

Unfortunately, this meant that all I could pay attention to was the pain in my balls. That made me think about my cock and how much I would love to cum. Which made me think about my master and how I had to follow his orders. And that made me aroused. Being even slightly aroused is all the cockrings and shoelace needed to take control of my cock and force it back into a state of hardness. Cue the extreme pain in my balls. Rinse and repeat.

Both balls are nothing more than testicles 

wrapped in a tight layer of scrotum.

Part of me would love to be given the chance to cum. But another part of me (and I fear it may be in the majority) wants the denial to continue. I think I want to get to the point where I am unquestionably horny 24/7. I want to be able to get rock hard in seconds after he asks me to get hard. I want to beg and plead for an orgasm. And after all of that... I still want him to say no.

Whew. I'm well on my way to an erection after writing that.

Follow the winds
=Sab