The other side on the other hand was much more filled...with all of the clothes for Mistress Delilah. All the stiletto boots, heels, and other clothin...g items."Nice." I whispered, fingering several of the costumes and remembering how they looked on her...on me.Then, with a cruel smile, I pulled one out, staring at it in anticipation. This was what Mistress Delilah wore...what I wore. And Mistress Delilah never went naked around those who needed punishment. A minute later, I started getting. That means you have very few rights. And cumming like a regular man is definitely not one of them. Normal orgasms make men feel cocky and selfish. You won't be getting those. Your orgasms will be humiliating. They will reinforce your status."You brought a chair over and sat in front of me."Let's play a game, slave."You bent forward suggestively. Tracing your finger around your lips, you asked me, "Do slaves get to cum here?" You opened your mouth.I shook my head no. "No, Mistress."You laughed.. Now it was my turn to feel my balls being sucked, hoping it felt as good as I fantasized it would while I jacked off all those nights the previous weeks. Jason leaned over and started sucking my cock with what seemed like more passion than ever before. After a couple of minutes, I felt his tongue and lips moving down my cock until they got to my balls. He immediately took one in his mouth and sucked on it slowly, swirling his tongue around on my fleshy sack. He then quickly took my other ball. He was pretty damn hard already too."Show me just how badly you want the promotion." He commanded."Yes, sir." I willingly obeyed. I slunk to my knees. "Under the desk, there's a good girl." He instructed me.I crawled under his desk as he swivelled his chair around so that I was now between his legs.My heels provided a nice resting place for my lovely shapely butt as I knelt in front of him.My heart was beating so hard, I thought it was going to pop out of my chest.He was holding onto the thick.