Gentle Domination Session: Billy in My Lap

Billy squirms in my lap during our gentle domination session.

I confess, for our gentle domination session, my lap is the best place for him.

To put my lap in context, though, I am in my bedroom. I sit on the edge of my bed, facing a closet with a mirror door. Right now, it doesn’t offer much, but I do like the sight of Billy’s back in the mirror while I tease him. That, and his hands keep twitching and making motions. I find it cute.

A lot of people want sexy domme in painful outfits (leather is tight and difficult to punish bratty subs in), but Billy is a good boy. He wants me to be comfortable during our gentle domination sessions. Thus, I wear clothes I love to lounge in: a lace bra and panties, a garter with stockings, and an open silk robe over my shoulders. Meanwhile, Billy wears nothing.

He’s doing something, though. Oh yes. He lets out a moan as he grinds his useless cock against my belly.

In fact, Billy is wearing something, though none of it qualifies as clothing. Two cockrings are tightly placed, one over his balls and one over the base of his cock.

In addition, I tied Billy’s hands behind his back before we started. There isn’t anything cold or biting around his wrists, though. Instead, I just used my panties to tie him up. I don’t need biting metal cuffs during a gentle domination session.

I adjust Billy as he sits on my lap, making sure he leans forward against me.

My breasts, still in their bra, press against his shoulders as he rests his face against my neck. His five-o-clock shadow itches a little. However, the moans and gasps he gives in my ear are very, very worth it.

See, there is one more thing Billy is wearing. Inside his ass, there is a lovely metal anal plug. Nothing big. Billy and I understand clearly that he doesn’t quite like penetration or anything cocklike inside him. But even he can’t deny how good something feels on his prostate. So while his hips thrust forward to rub and rut against my belly, the plug inside him presses deliciously on his prostate. This is as much as he’ll give me in these gentle domination sessions. He never wears them any other time, not even for a GFE phonesex call.

A shame.

“Mistress,” he pants hotly against my skin.

In reply, I dig my fingernails a little deeper into his back, while my other hand keeps still on the back of his head.

“Feels good, Mistress,” Billy murmurs again, almost too soft to hear.

He gets like this during our gentle domination sessions- a slurred, subspace mess that only thinks about how to feel pleasure.

“You’re doing good, too,” I tell him. “So much precum smeared all over my belly. It’s slicker and easier to rub against me now, right?”

Billy nods weakly. For a moment, his hips stutter, as if he’s lost control of them. In fact, the stutter causes them to try and drive himself into my stomach.  However, he stops and whispers an apology, knowing I haven’t given him permission yet to cum in this gentle domination session.   But I think he’s behaved well for me, honestly. So pretty tied up, taking his plug well, murmuring in my neck- how could I not reward him?

“Good toy,” I tell him. “Good toys like you make your mistress very happy. And when I’m happy, you deserve a reward, don’t you?”

Billy lets out a near-sob as he agrees. I don’t know how long he’s been in my lap- long enough, I suppose. The constant state of being near orgasm must be maddening. So, as a mercy, I wrap my hands over his cock and start to stroke him in long, slow strokes.

If it were you, how would I best reward you? Call me and tell me- I’d love to know!

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