New Neighbour Pt. 17

Authors note:

This chapter doesn't really have a big finish, i just found myself writing and writing. If you are patient and like a long read, it might be worthwhile to wait until I publish the next chapter which will hopefully be in the next week or so...

Or just read it now... your choice.

We both had a lot to do on Sunday. Ma'am had work to catch up on and I needed to get back to university. I gave her a parting orgasm, and we hugged for ages before I jumped in my car and drove off.

I felt sad but this was the way it had to be. Six weeks wasn't that long and I suspected that I might pop back to see her at some point. I resolved to be ahead of my studies and work really hard so that there was no reason why I couldn't come back for a weekend.

I arrived at the halls of residence, unpacked, and got myself ready for Monday morning. Later on I popped into the bar to catch up with some friends and have just a couple of drinks.

Ma'am was true to her word, and a small parcel arrived on Tuesday morning, inside was a memory stick. I also had an email from Ma'am. I plugged the stick in and watched as it downloaded some videos, fourteen to be precise. I opened the mail and read Ma'am's instructions.

I had videos to watch, obviously. A ten minute one in the morning, and a twenty minute long one in the evening. Two a day per week, hence fourteen. The morning videos had to be watched before nine, the evening ones after ten. I also had to wear my earphones.

Ma'am had used her tech skills and her control of my computer to ensure that she would know when each video was watched. She would also be able to watch me through my webcam to make sure I was actually watching them. The first one was to be viewed tonight.

I was intrigued, I had an idea of what I would be watching but I could never be sure with Ma'am.

I went to my lectures and did some more work after dinner but I was basically waiting for the clock to tick round to ten o'clock.

I made sure my door was locked, took my clothes off and settled down in front of my laptop. It was what I thought it would be, a tease video. My cock quickly hardened as I watched two latex clad hands manipulating a large and well lubricated cock. I could hear the soft but desperate moans of the sub and the odd squelch of lube as her hands teased her captive cock.

But after a couple of minutes I was pleasantly surprised as Ma'am's soft and sensual voice suddenly appeared in my head. It was the same idea as the brainwashing videos I had watched in the dungeon.

Always think of my pleasure.

Never think about your pleasure.

Always think of my orgasm.

Never think of your orgasm.

I will give you everything you need.

You will give me everything I need.

I watched the hands massaging and teasing the hard cock as these words echoed through my head again and again. My cock pounded in its cage, surging against the steel.

I was taken by surprise when the video stopped, I had been totally lost in the words and images. God I was horny. I sat there staring at the blank screen until my phone pinged. It was Ma'am asking how I was feeling and informing me of the lovely orgasm she had just given herself.

She had obviously been watching me while she pleasured herself. This made me even more aroused. She had cum while watching me sit there, desperately turned on and denied.

I texted back, telling her how incredibly horny I was, and how happy I was that she had used my denial and frustration to give her an orgasm. She replied, telling me that she would watch as often as she could and that my desperate longing made her incredibly wet. She even sent me a photo of her sucking her middle finger which was shiny with her arousal.

I sat back in my chair and tried to compose myself. My cock was like granite inside the cage and didn't seem to be going anywhere.

An email arrived from Ma'am as I sat there, it was an audio file.

"I will always be with you baby. Every minute of everyday I will be with you. Every time you swell in your cage, I'm there. Every time you feel aroused, I'm there.

Every time I touch myself I am thinking of you. Every orgasm I have is made special by you.

You are never alone baby."

Oh god, I was in pieces. My cock was going to burst. No, it really was. I realised I was panting with desire. I was going to be a wreck by the time term finished, she was going to drive me insane.

I turned my microphone on and recorded a message of my own, which I quickly sent.

"Ma'am, I feel you here with me. I am shaking with need and desire for you. Every time you cum, please imagine my cock crushed into your cage. Every time you cum, please imagine my tongue caressing your clit. My body and mind are yours Ma'am."

My voice had cracked with lust half way through the message, but I didn't care. I knew she would love that. A minute later my phone pinged, she had just had another orgasm listening to my message, and she wished me a good night's sleep.

I smiled, there was no chance of getting any sleep at the moment. I was full of adrenaline and totally pumped up. I remembered that there was a bottle of wine in my cupboard so I poured myself a large glass and tried to relax. My six weeks without her had suddenly become a lot more interesting, and a lot more difficult. I was going to have to go through this twice a day. For the umpteen time I thought about the phrase, be careful what you wish for. I also realised that I was going to have to watch the morning videos quite early on a couple of days when I had nine o'clock lectures. There was no way I would be able to concentrate, or even get my trousers on for quite a while after watching one.

I sipped my wine and tried to browse the web to take my mind off my throbbing cock. It didn't work so I took a cold shower which had the desired effect after about ten minutes of pointing the shower straight at my cage. I reckoned I was going to have a lot of those in the coming weeks.

I climbed into bed at about eleven thirty but every time I closed my eyes my mind filled with erotic images and words, and my cock quickly filled the cage again. Fortunately I was pretty used to falling asleep like this and I dropped off before too long.

I had some vivid dreams, I seemed to be struggling against an unseen force, held down by something that I never saw. I woke up as hard as a rock as the images faded from my consciousness. It took about ten minutes sitting on the toilet before I softened enough to pee.

I had an early lecture this morning and had decided that I should watch my morning video at about eight o'clock, I had informed Ma'am of this too, which would hopefully give me enough time to calm down.

Sitting down in front of my laptop with my cock already hardening in anticipation, it occurred to me that these video sessions already felt like they were dominating my life. I was going to have to make sure they didn't stop me working hard.

Suddenly I had a bright idea. I went to the bed and spread my legs as wide as I could. Then I slipped the laptop down in between them, this way Ma'am could see my face and my cock as it strained in the cage. I assumed that she would approve.

Just before eight Ma'am sent me another audio file.

"Hey baby, I'm lying in bed with my hand between my legs. I'm already soaking wet. You are never alone baby."

Blood filled my cock immediately and my heart missed a beat as I imagined Ma'am having an beautiful orgasm while I struggled in my cage.

At exactly eight o'clock I started the video and instantly groaned. It was a close up of a wet pussy with one finger slowly running up and down its full length. I knew instantly that it was Ma'am. As soon as I started the video I put my hands behind my back as if they were cuffed.

As the finger traced its way between Ma'am's swollen lips her voice filled my head again.

"My orgasms mean everything to you.

Your orgasms mean nothing.

I have complete control over your orgasms.

You will never cum without my permission.

All you want to do is please me."

My cock was bouncing and twitching in thin air as I watched the finger on the screen find its target. I knew this exact scene was being played out for real in Ma'am's bedroom. I was desperate to pull my hands out from behind my back and hold myself but I held my nerve and let my cock tense and throb to its own rhythm. Ma'am's finger was moving quickly across her clit and glistened with her arousal.

It was over too soon, the screen went blank and there was silence. I really wanted to see Ma'am cum again but that wasn't allowed.

A minute later Ma'am messaged me.

"Mmm, I feel so good right now baby. I love the camera angle, keep it like that. I want you to think about how good you have just made me feel all day baby. X"

I replied with slightly shaky hands.

"You're most welcome Ma'am. Your pleasure means everything to me. I'll be happy and horny all day thinking about you. X"

It was quarter past eight, I had half an hour to calm down before running off to my lecture. I lay there for a bit watching my cock torture itself against the steel bars before rousing myself and taking a cold shower.

I quickly ate a bowl of cereal and went off into the real world. My cock kept pushing at my jeans as I walked to the lecture hall but the material was pretty strong so it didn't look too obvious.

I had to concentrate really hard during the lecture, my mind kept wandering and my cock kept pulsing with desire. I was already thinking about this evening's session. Discipline! Come on, I thought to myself. Working hard would also please Ma'am, I had to put my denial to the back of my mind and do what I was here to do.

Back in my room I had a look at my schedule, I had two big assignments due in the last week of term. I might have to ask Ma'am for a little leeway that week, I'm sure she would agree as it was to help my results.

I also decided to get a routine going. I knew when my sessions were so I set out some dedicated study times that I would stick to, that would also help my studies.

The clock seemed to tick round to ten o'clock very quickly, from about nine o'clock I noticed my cock feeling a bit excited. An email arrived around nine thirty.

"I have decided to watch every one of your sessions boy. I am going to cum during every single one. In a way I am brainwashing myself, I'm going to feel immensely turned on every time I see your locked cock because I will associate it with an orgasm. Your denial will soon be turning me on even more that it does now.

There's a good chance that I will find myself wanting to deny you even more because of this. I'm sure as your desperation grows, my arousal will too. The idea is deliciously erotic."

Half an hour before the session and I was already bulging through the bars. I knew it wouldn't go down now until a long time afterwards. Ma'am was really piling on the pressure, I took a deep breath. I loved it, I loved every second of it. I was already tingling with anticipation.

I kept busy doing nothing for a while before settling down on the bed with the laptop between my legs. The earplugs went in and I clicked on this evening's video. It was the lovely Mistress T, dressed in latex, fondling a locked cock while looking straight at the camera. The sub's cock looked just like mine. The skin was stretched between the bars and Mistress T was delighting in tracing her fingers across the tortured cock.

Ma'am's words came through loud and clear.

"This is your life now boy. Locked forever, denied forever. You will be constantly hard and horny. Your desperation will feed me. My pussy will melt with lust every time you fill your cage to bursting point."

Ma'am's pussy must be a pool of liquid by now I thought, because my cock was dancing with desire. It randomly jigged around, totally outside my control. My balls were aching under the strain. As I watched Mistress T toy with her property, all I could think of was Ma'am getting closer and closer to an orgasm before tipping over the edge into sensual bliss.

Ma'am's words repeated through my brain over and over. I seemed to get harder with each cycle but surely that couldn't be true. I was as hard as humanly possible already.

I was both sad and relieved when the video stopped. I lay still with my hands still behind my back. The only movement was from my elevated heart beat and my twitching, trembling cock.

The end of the video meant that eventually my cock would go down. That would be a relief, especially to my stressed balls. But my sub side wanted to stay hard, I wanted to be throbbing with lust for hours, both because it excited me and it made Ma'am happy.

As expected a message arrived from Ma'am.

"Lovely, lovely. I love watching your chastised cock dance around baby. It turns me on like nothing else. Sweet dreams X"

I closed the laptop and looked at my chastised cock as it stood up, proudly fighting against the cage. It would be like that for a while yet which was fine, but I was already thinking about the morning and my next session.

Twice a day, every day. It was going to be hard work, I was already obsessed by these sessions.

I guess I would just have to learn to embrace them. I understood what Ma'am was doing, as I was not able to be teased in person, she was teasing me virtually. She was making sure that my cock regularly got very hard and aroused without having an orgasm. Physically and through her words I was being trained to disassociate arousal and orgasms.

More precisely, my training was continuing at distance. My training would never stop, Ma'am wasn't happy with some of my behaviour in Antigua so now I would be trained at university. She wouldn't let up, she would never give in, I was going to be moulded into her perfect sub whatever the circumstances.

I wouldn't have any respite at university now. Twice a day she would be in my head, whispering sweet kinky nothings into my brain. I was pretty sure these next weeks would have an effect on me but I wasn't sure if it would be the desired one. I was going to be so horny by the time I went back to her that I had no idea if I would be able to control myself.

However I had to trust Ma'am. She was doing this for a reason, everything she did was for a reason. It was to make me a better sub. She wanted me to learn how to resist any urges to think of myself and have an orgasm.

That was the prism through which I had to watch these videos. I had been thinking about how horny they made me and how they were making my life difficult. Trust Ma'am and appreciate what she was doing, that was how I should be thinking. I should thank her for the throbbing desperation she created twice a day and remember why she was doing it. I had to go with her flow and not fight. Firstly it was the right thing to do, and secondly if I fought I would lose. That was a given.

I thought about the morning and the next video. I would relish the arousal and desperation, I would think about my cock being rock hard and the fact that there would be no orgasm associated with my arousal.

The next morning I lay there enjoying my denied erection, thinking about Ma'am's enjoyment as my cock struggled against its prison. There would be no orgasm for me, just a hard needy cock, but there had been an orgasm for her which was the way it should be.

I was happy to have played my part in making her cum and pleased that I got my thought process sorted out. It was my head that controlled my behaviour. She could keep pushing me in the right direction but ultimately it was down to me.

A few days later I received another parcel from Ma'am. This time it was a small box so I suspected something more substantial than a memory stick. I was right, there were leather cuffs with a couple of small padlocks to secure them, a pair of small but vicious looking nipple clamps and two black plastic boxes that had a digital readout and a loop of wire coming out of the top of them.

I hadn't seen these before. There were some buttons next to the screen. I pressed one and the screen lit up, showing zero hours and zero minutes. While I examined these small boxes an email arrived from Ma'am that told me what to do. Obviously I had to wear the cuffs and the clamps. The black boxes were actually electronically timed padlocks. I followed a link to the online instruction manual. They were very easy to use. If I pressed the button on the side then the wire popped out of its hole. If I then pushed the wire back down the hole, to form a loop, I could set a time on the screen using the other buttons at anything from one minute to ninety nine hours. The metal wire would remain locked in place until the time expired.

I pushed the wire home and set the timer for one minute. There was a beep and a whirring noise inside the little box, it was locked. I looked suspiciously at it, it didn't look very secure. I gave the wire loop a tug and it didn't move, I tugged harder and it still didn't move. I got my fingers inside the loop and pulled as hard as I could, nothing happened. I was impressed, it was a lot tougher than it looked.

There was another beep and whirr, the minute was up so I pressed the button on the side and the wire popped out of its hole again. It worked, so I tested both of them a few times and they worked perfectly.

Ma'am's idea was that on Friday and Saturday I would properly secure my hands behind my back with the timed padlocks. Along with the clamps it would make me feel more submissive and more vulnerable and out of control. I loved all of these concepts so I was more than happy to go along.

Ma'am did actually give me a choice, there were risks associated with self bondage which is why I had been sent two padlocks. They were to be used in series so both of them would have to fail during the same session for me to be in trouble. Ma'am also told me that I shouldn't ever use these padlocks to bind myself to anything that didn't move, like a radiator. It was always safety first as far as she was concerned with self bondage.

It was Friday night, so I put the leather cuffs on and secured them with the usual small metal padlocks. I put the keys high up on a shelf, way out of reach when my hands were secured behind my back.

I positioned the clamps over my nipples and let them bite down, they were very painful little things. The pain caused a surge in my already stiffening cock. Ma'am's instructions were to set the timed padlocks to thirty minutes. I closed the loop around the D ring on one cuff while it was in front of me and while my hands were still free I put my earphones in and clicked play on tonight's video.

I quickly put my hands behind my back and fed the wire from the second timed padlock through the D Ring on my other cuff and then through the ring in the other padlock. It was a bit tricky but after a few seconds I pushed the wire home. I checked with my fingers, D ring to timed padlock, to timed padlock, to D ring. One wrist secured to the other. All I had to do was press the two start buttons.

A beep, then a second beep, and both little locks were locked. I flexed a little, obviously I could move my arms around to a small extent, but they were not going anywhere until one of the timed locks opened. I felt another surge of blood rush into my cock.

I loved being vulnerable but this was the first time I had bound myself and there was definitely a little rush of excitement. The screen was still blank but I could see that the video was playing. I smiled, the other videos had started immediately. Ma'am had planned this escalation, and made sure that I wouldn't miss any of the video while I was securing my hands. She was predictable in her meticulous planning, I had to give her that.

The video came to life, it was me, or more precisely it was my cock being teased by Ma'am's gloved hand. I could also see my bound balls being massaged by Ma'am's other hand. There was silence apart from an occasional squelch from the lube.