Clicker training was a kink that I explored very early on into this journey, and it quickly became one of my favorites. It’s easy and fun, it doesn’t require a lot of planning or set-up, and it is great for getting me into my submissive headspace. It ticks many of my boxes, humiliation, control and cock worship. It also really helped me to enjoy the art of sucking cock because I was able to finally learn different techniques with immediate feedback from the sound of the clicker. It’s not that I didn’t enjoy blow jobs before this, but I didn’t have the confidence in my skills and I never really got turned on by it in the past. Now I relish the task, the feeling of a cock in my mouth and down my throat, choking on it, kneeling before it, looking up into their eyes and hearing them moan and grunt as I work. It gets me so good!
Clicker training on humans works very similarly to training dogs. When a dog behaves in a way that is pleasing, the dog sits for example, the owner will say “good dog!”, give it a treat and then click. When the behavior is repeated, the process is the same and the good behavior is reinforced. Eventually, the treats and the vocal encouragement are removed, and only the clicker remains as positive reinforcement for the good behavior.
You can use this technique on humans to train them to do almost anything, and it’s quite remarkable how well it can work. You can train someone to pick their clothes off of the floor, to turn lights off when they leave a room, or in my case to give a perfect blowjob! Humans don’t need the treat as part of the training process since we understand language, just a click and some sort of vocal reward, “good girl”, “well done”, etc. The sound a clicker makes is now a trigger that instantly makes me feel good, both physically and mentally. The sound activates the Amygdala, (the “Lizard Brain”) the part of the brain that processes emotions, and when it is stimulated like this, it dumps loads of chemicals into your system making you feel super happy.
The training can be very serious depending on a person’s learning style, but I took a more lighthearted and fun approach because that’s more my style. My “trainer” started my lessons by playing a game, which brought out my (very) competitive side. He wrote down a list of four tasks and I was to figure out the correct order without any verbal cues. When I got the order of the tasks, I would get a click. If I didn’t get the right order, he would receive more pleasure as I went through the list to figure out the right one.
Obviously, I already knew how to do all of these things, and I knew that my trainer enjoyed them, but it was the confidence I gained that allowed me to really find my groove. As we progressed, he would increase the difficulty of each lesson as I got better at certain skills. Before we started, I couldn’t take a cock all the way to the back of my throat without gagging. It was practice and confidence in my abilities that allowed me to gain and enjoy this new skill. Now, I just love having a load of cum dumped directly down my throat!
We also played other games that had nothing to do with blow jobs or sex at all. He had me figure out five things to do with a chair one day and I thought I was going to throw it at him, I was so frustrated. He set a timer for three minutes and watched as I jumped around like an idiot trying to figure out what he wanted. I sat on the chair and got a click, I sat sideways and got a click. Those were the easy ones. I stood on the chair, click. Then it got a little weird as I’m trying to figure out the last two. Finally, I lifted the chair over my head in exasperation, and click. The timer went off and I never got the last task, to lean over the back of the chair. And even though it was frustrating, (I hate failing) it was still fun and silly and it showed me that I don’t need to take things so seriously.
We also used the clicker for hand job training, which turned out to be so much fun! I would kneel in front of him and stroke him with a silicone based lube. When I was doing something he liked, I’d get a click. If it was too good and he was close to cumming, I’d get two clicks and I was told to grab the base of his cock to keep his orgasm at bay. I would edge him like this for thirty or forty minutes until he’d push me down onto my back and stand over me, splashing me with his cum as I writhed on the carpet with pride and pleasure.
It’s been quite a while since I’ve used the clicker during play, but the skills that I acquired during my training have stuck with me. And, the pleasure I get from giving a long blow job have not waned. The people that I’ve shared my skills with have certainly not had any complaints either! Their moans and sighs of pleasure give me just as much satisfaction as the high pitched staccato punctuation of the clicker!