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I’ll start: CBT

To preface, CBT is something I never once fantasized about or even considered. I’d see it sometimes in porn thumbnails and I’d nope right out. The idea of it simply terrified me. Who in their right mind would enjoy having their cock and balls punished? Me. My GF showed me the light and I don’t think I can go back.

There’s just something so exhilarating about the experience. The way she makes me beg for it. To plead for it. The nervous desperation in my voice, as she squeezes my balls in preparation. “Please punish my balls. I’ll do anything.“ The look of satisfied amusement when she relents, delivering her firm, yet delicate slap. The mixture of pain and pleasure coursing through my entire being. I lose control. I lose myself to ecstasy. I moan. I cry out. And I beg for more, like the needy little sub I am. A fit, masculine man, turning to puddy beneath her firm grip. She is in control of my reward. Her slaps are measured. Not too hard, not too soft. Enough to break me to my most primal form.

For those that fantasized about becoming pussyfree, did your opinion change once becoming pussyfree?

For those that did not previously want it, or did not choose to become pussyfree, did you learn to enjoy it? Or it something you still don’t enjoy?

In general, were your expectations different than reality? Was there anything that really surprised you?

My girlfriend went to meet up with some of her friends today. Before she showered and left, she gave me the pair of panties she had been wearing overnight/the day before. She normally doesn’t allow me to sniff her dirty panties, but she said i‘d been extra well behaved lately (and I also gave her a bunch of fun money).

They smell so strong. They’re literally crusty with her essence. The small bit of fabric that was against her ass all day, well, there’s 0 doubt of where it had been. I’ve been desperately huffing them all day. It’s to the point that the scent lingers on my nose and upper lip. I sniff and imagine my face buried in her ass, pure ecstasy.

I’ve lost count of how many edges I’ve rode today. My underwear are completely soaked. My cock is so sensitive I can’t even lay on my stomach while sniffing them. I keep having to take breaks because the scent alone is enough to make me burst.

It’s been weeks since she’s allowed me get anywhere near her ass or pussy outside of a quick kiss. All I can think of is burying my face between her sweaty cheeks when she gets back. I know she’ll deny me. I know she won’t give me permission to cum. I could masturbate and cum, but I won’t. I won’t disobey my goddess. She knows I’m home, desperately inhaling her scent, obsessed, controlled, owned.

I swear to god, it’s like I lose brain cells with each sniff. Being pussyfree can be so much fun. You learn to love so much more than momentary sex.