In My world, p*in equals pleasure and pleasure must always remain perfectly balanced.

My sl*ve, A, is bound, gagged, restrained and unable to move in tight cling film b*ndage.

I have made it clear to My sub that I will balance pleasure and p*in; he understands that there will be rewards if he can absorb what I give.

My sl*ve's excitement starts to grow immediately as I manipulate his c*ck and tease him with My latex at very close quarters.

I proceed to t*rment his c*ck and b*lls. To begin, I stretch his b*lls out and then I clamp them in My metal device.

I screw the clamp tight and turn his b*lls shades of red as he groans in submission.

My attention turns to his c*ck, t*rmenting it into ever greater stiffness, manually weakening him.

Now it is time for My firm favourite, the cane!

With My patented accuracy I will ensure that his c*ck is beaten, literally and metaphorically.

The sl*ve j*rks at the first stroke but I am not to be denied, adding strokes for My enjoyment, laughing at his discomfort.

The sl*ve's predicament is causing him increasing amounts of p*in and pleasure just as I wanted.

I note his c*ck dripping with desire, and I increase his desperate arousal.

By vibrating his throbbing shaft, I ensure that the t*rment increases.

Now for excruciating p*in, My sl*ve will take "six of the best" strokes across his thighs.

How I smile and laugh as My boy struggles to absorb this p*in, to contemplate the cane, watching it rise and fall before his eyes.

Of course, his c*ck betrays him, it drips in ever greater quantity as I apply My expertly adroit cane strokes.

After a moment teasing him, I return to My reformatory cane, causing My sub to whine under My fierce beating.

My second stroke scores a bullseye! The c*ck and thighs of my sub are struck as one, and his c*ck diminishes in size rapidly!

I return to the tease, relentlessly stimulating My sl*ve's bruised c*ck, such sweet t*rment for a lucky boy.

I promise to apply one final cane stroke to the head of My sl*ve's c*ck and I keep him stimulated for this purpose.

My final cane stroke gives him no choice in crying out around the gag in his mouth.

I am cruel pleasure personified: I enjoy his s*ffering and the sore purple bruising on his painfully punished c*ck stands out.

Painful t*rments, cruel predicaments, relentless teasing.

PAINFUL INTENTIONS