Silence is Golden

He wanted it, he begged for it, so I granted his request. It took place in a very tiny laundry room. I suppose any room would have done, but I wanted it to be in the smallest room in the house. I thought the size of the room would play a role psychologically in this session. 

He had his laptop facing him, his camera on so I could see him, and was supplied with several bottles of water next to his hands. He was naked, and both his feet and hands were shackled, and he was allowed to mask his face, but he also had to mask his eyes. This is what he desired for so long. What we had discussed for over a year, and now, his dream was coming true. I knew that it would take up the entire day, so I cleared my schedule. 

I set the ground rules. He would sit on the floor in silence. The only sound would come from me. He was not allowed to talk. When he heard a bell ring, he would stroke twice. When he heard a ship's horn, he would stroke five times. He was not allowed to cum. This would last as long as I decided it would last, and if he had to go to the bathroom, he was to do so where he sat. If he did not stroke the appropriate number of strokes, or just didn't stroke at all, his punishment was time added and financial punishment. I asked if he had any questions before we began, as that would be the last thing he would say until I told him he could speak again. He said he did not and was really excited to start. 

I let him sit for a few minutes and then I rang the bell and watched as he stroked twice. I immediately followed that up with the ship's horn and he added five more strokes. Then I let him sit in silence for about five minutes and rang the bell again. I would wait until I saw his was settling back in, and ring the bell or the horn again. Sometimes I let him sit for 20 minutes without ringing either.

While he sat, I tended to other business, leaving the room, and even having a session with another slave. At one point I noticed he fell asleep and woke him up with a horn blast, then another, and another. I then waited until I saw him nod off yet again, and this time blasted him with the horn, the bell, the horn, the bell. I could see his confusion as he tried to remember how many strokes he was supposed to do. It was very entertaining to watch, and it made me laugh.

This went on for eight hours until I had to stop for another appointment. He was very disappointed that we had to stop. He wanted it to go on longer. He could not express his gratitude enough. I too, enjoyed it, although it did take up my entire day. We promised that we would do it again, however, his family and work responsibilities ended up taking him away, and we never did get to do it again. 

If there was another sub/slave who wanted to try this and who made it worth my while, I would most definitely do it again. Silence was golden for both of us.