Nice and slow. Over and again. No stopping In sight as your pleas become more desperate. I ignore them again and consider the gag.
This is why you’ve come to me, because you know you can’t control yourself as much as you need. You crave having the power to orgasm taken away. The thought of having someone push you far beyond what you do to yourself became too great. Seeing how wet you were when you entered proved that. It was beyond obvious. I was pleased that it appeared you followed directions of a week of edging without cumming followed by three days of no-touch prior to seeing me.
But you had no idea it would be this bad. That I could be this ruthless. You thought maybe MAYBE an hour. But here we are, passing that milestone two hours ago. Now it takes just three gentle circles of your clit before your clenching comes in quick succession signaling your impending orgasm, clear juices leaking out as you’re left on the cusp yet again, the pleasure nearly unbearable. But wanting more so badly, yet also wanting it to stop. Cumming, stopping, either one but please choose! Of course there is a third option: more.
You recall I said I’d take it easy on you at first. I didn’t want to break you right away. You didn’t quite understand what that meant, but you’re beginning to.
Once the stimulation begins, all thoughts melt away and your body tenses, thighs clenching, breath stopping and eyes rolling back. You know you’re my slutty marionette and are no longer in control of your body. What was once voluntary has become involuntary. Your body is mine and I want it to dance like this for longer. You can take it.
I whisper in your ear, never stopping, how good it would feel if I kept this up and let that orgasm spill over you. I want you focused on the massive orgasm that just continues to build within you like a Tsunami. It’s out there, and building in strength. Can you feel it?
I stop yet again. Fleeting clarity returns. If this is “taking it easy”, what does “normal” look like?
You gasp and that thought is removed as my slick fingers continue their assault anew, the pleasure coming in waves again.
