Thinking about edging some poor denied slave boy rn. Maybe I’ve had him in Chasity for a few weeks so he’s really pent up and needy. I’d have him spread eagle on a table with each of his limbs fastened down with heavy steel pipe bondage. His ankles, thighs, stomach, neck, arms and wrists are all bolted down firmly so he can’t escape anything that’s about to happen to him. He’s already started to whine and beg to cum so I’d stuff his mouth with a large way too big ball gag to keep him quiet. Then comes the fun. I’d clamp open his labia so I can see everything then get to work on slowly brushing the head of his swollen tdick with makeup brushes, paint brushes, feathers, intermittently poking and prodding around with the sharp end, always way too light or too uncomfortable for him get any kind of real pleasure but still stimulation nonetheless. On and on and on, for what would feel like hours, I’d swirl those brushes around his little cock, pulling back the foreskin, sometimes flicking it to get a reaction. Squeezing it until he cries out then going back to brushing it agonisingly slowly. When I finally got the vibrator out, his eyes would roll back in relief before I had even touched him with it. I would hold it there for about 20 seconds, watching the pleasure build up, then taking it away, making him thrash wildly in his restraints, on the verge of tears. Then, without an ounce of remorse, I’d go right back to brushing his clit. Then, after a few more minutes of that torture I’d lock him back into Chasity without another word, leaving him sniffling and whimpering, never knowing when he’d next be able to cum, never knowing how many times he’d have to endure what I just put him through.