My partner Valentina, despite being a dominant person in life—being a successful entrepreneur—is a true slave in our relationship. Of course, submitting her wasn’t easy given her very strong personality, but the presence of a submissive side in her was clear from the very beginning.

More than a slave, though, she has always been a switch: submissive with men and dominant with women. One day, laughing and joking after one drink too many, I told her that, given the low standards and poor self-awareness of many aspiring male slaves, even someone like her—who isn’t attracted to submissive men—would easily manage to submit certain types of low-level men. Valentina accepted the challenge and told me she would try being a virtual mistress, opening a Telegram account with the name “mistressvalentina2024”.

After being contacted by various people, she chose a certain Marco, a married guy with a submission kink he had never managed to explore. Valentina made it clear she was only open to virtual play, as she is in a relationship; Marco replied that he agreed, being married himself. He proved willing to be submissive even while at work, within the boundaries of his job and private life.

Marco’s true submission began during the final Sinner won at Wimbledon*, where I was more interested in the match than in her, and she started sending the first orders. Marco was getting more and more aroused by the situation and sent her a photo of his pants with a hard-on. She ordered him to jerk off and not cum: this experience was unexpected and unusual, with Marco’s cock trembling from how excited he was, but unable to ejaculate. The arousal and frustration for him were tremendous.

Valentina then ordered him to put a finger in his ass, then two: things Marco did promptly. To provoke him even more, Valentina sent him the audio I had recorded a while ago, where I was masturbating her remotely while she touched herself, ordering him again to jerk off without cumming. Marco confessed that hearing her moans while she masturbated turned him on immensely and that not being able to cum weighed heavily on him; in fact, he confessed that, despite being in a relationship, he usually jerks off 2-3 times a day.

Valentina probably also wanted to vent for all the forced chastity I had ordered her in the past and had found the perfect sacrificial victim in Marco: she ordered him not to fuck his girlfriend, not to masturbate, and not to touch himself in any way. She also ordered him to go to work wearing a women’s thong, sending her a photo to prove he had actually done it. The situation for Marco was becoming increasingly terrible: his cock and balls were spilling out of the thong because he was so hard, but the thing that sent him into anguish was when Valentina ordered that what had happened that morning had to happen every morning.

After about a week of this torture, the situation for Marco was increasingly dire, and he confessed that precum was leaking from his cock because he was so aroused. Valentina, to make Marco’s situation worse, started sending self-destructing photos of her feet, her pussy, and her ass via Telegram: this was to prevent him from being tempted to masturbate to her and cum. All this went on for quite some time: Marco basically had a hard-on constantly, so Valentina ordered him to put ice on it to cool his burning desire.

To increase the exasperation, Valentina sent him a photo of her feet without making it disappear: something that drove Marco even crazier. He was increasingly desperate—which was clearly evident from the messages he sent Valentina: “I desire to hear you! To see you! I desire a message from you! I want you, Mistress! I could even go as far as drinking your pee, Mistress!”

All this went on for about twenty days, between orders to masturbate without cumming, the obligation to wear women’s thongs, and spankings with the back of hairbrushes for the most trivial reasons. Valentina, for fear of appearing too soft in my eyes, gave him no respite, until, having reached a month of forced chastity, she proposed that he could cum if he paid the “cum tax” for a permanent photo of her. But, as punishment for not having resisted for the time she wanted, the orgasm had to be ruined: meaning, when Marco reached the point of no return, he had to let go of his cock, thus ejaculating without having a proper orgasm.

Marco agreed to pay: he couldn’t take it anymore, even though the amount wasn’t exactly low from what I understood. He was forced to make a video of his ruined masturbation: he jerked off until he reached the point of no return, let go of his cock, and ejaculated a huge amount of cum, but his cock continued to throb for a long time, desperate to be touched, without him being able to do so. The frustration was immense for him. Valentina told him that now he would go back to chastity.