denial
Gaslighting
StandardJust look at her…just the sight of the sybian and she starts sobbing. I took her down to get the surgery as soon as it was approved. She hasn’t had an orgasm in…two years, eight months. No loss of sensation or sensitivity at all, though. I think her record is 12 hours tied on that sybian, on edge the entire time. I had to give her 3 days to recover in a dark room after that one. I’ve tried everything…fucking machines, hitachis, every fantasy she’s ever had. She physically can’t cum.
Tonight’s her birthday, and I told her she has permission to cum as much as she likes. Yeah, that’s right. She’ll still hold herself back unless she has permission, just like before. And when she gets it, she’ll do her best to get over the edge, even though she knows it’s impossible. She’s such a good girl…every time I give her permission she starts sobbing, but does her best. She knows I enjoy watching her suffer.
What’s special about tonight? Oh, tonight she’ll find out that it’s all been a lie. When she went under, the surgeon just made an incision so she’d have a scar to wake up to. She’s as physically capable of cumming as she’s ever been. I’ve had her on those No-gasm pills every day, and she has no idea. And yesterday I stopped them. She’s about to cum, and she has no idea… it’ll be terrifying. And the best part? Once I’ve explained everything to her, I’ll let her cum as much as she likes, however she likes…till tomorrow. We have an appointment with the surgeon, and this time it’s real.
Let’s watch.
I need a bathroom break.
So this is where I’m at.
I left her there for most of the day,
sitting on a vibrator and a plug, both set on low.
The seat and even the floor under her is soaked.
Of course, as soon as I release her she can lap up that particular mess.
When will I release her?
When she is so desperate to cum she agrees to give up orgasms for a month just to cum tonight.
I want to be a vessel for your cum.
Some nights, that’s exactly what I’d be. You’d send me to bed twenty minutes earlier than usual, ordering me to wait for you with my panties lowered to my thighs. “On your stomach,” you’d add. “That pretty face of yours face isn’t my concern tonight.”
That is how I’d wait. Flat against my stomach, legs spread, holes ready. I’d be listening for your footsteps, and the longer I’d listen, the wetter I’d get. I’d be tempted to grind my hips into the sheets, needy girl that I am. But I wouldn’t be allowed to pleasure your property, no matter how badly I need the friction. You’d know this, of course. You’d know what waiting for you with my panties lowered would do to me. It would make me ache. It would make me feel like the very thing that I am: an object to satisfy your sexual needs.
And then I’d hear you coming. I’d hear you entering the room and shutting the door. I’d hear the rustle of fabric as your clothes hit the floor. I’d feel the bed give underneath me as you’d straddle my hips, and finally, I’d feel the hardness of your need. You’d waste no time in sliding that cock right where it belongs, and there would be no hesitation in the hard, hungry way you’d fuck me. Unable to see you or touch you, I’d feel like nothing more than a hole for you to fill. You’d be moaning and grunting and thrusting, taking your pleasure from my tight body, but the force of your hips would push my clit into the mattress and bring me closer, too. I’d start moaning with you, whimpering in pleasure, but you’d have planned for my suffering instead. “Don’t bother begging,” you’d say. “You’re not cumming tonight.”
The denial would be worth it. It would be worth hearing you cum. It would be worth feeling your load leaking out of me. And it would certainly be worth being called a good girl as you’re pulling my panties back up and holding me close.
The stickiness of your cum inside my panties would lull me to sleep.
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When I first met bitch, she was an anal virgin.
Now she’s training to be an anal-only slut, and it’s been a long while since I’ve fucked her pussy.
Along with a daily edging regimen and a near-permanent state of denial, bitch is slowly learning to associate pleasure and satisfaction with offering up her primary service hole for use.
Behavior Correction Manual Article 5.44(A): Bargaining. Understand this: given sufficient time and regular treatment, your subject will eventually offer sexual favors. This differs from the feints or pathetically transparent seduction attempts one often sees early on in subjects who believe they are cunning. The offers we discuss here are desperate and genuine, and appear later. They are part of an attempt to bargain purely as a coping mechanism, even if the terms of the offer the subject presents are far from clear.
You may be tempted to take this as a sign of progress. It is in fact a form of backsliding, and must be discouraged. Consider:
- A bargain is a deal struck between peers. At the Institute, a subject surrenders claim to peer status prior to treatment.
- An offer of sex implies three things to be traded: availability, anatomy, and willing participation. A subject is always available; can have her anatomy accessed at any time; and is required to participate in any act her therapist finds useful.
- Trading is a form of economic control. Control, at the Institute, is a virtue exercised solely and entirely by our hardworking staff.
Recommended strategy in response to this behavior includes general depersonalization and forced sensation, often including deep-penetration therapy. Pictured above is subject #218, formerly “Melissa.” Note the use of heavy vaginal/vulva stim combined with degradation positioning and an inability to support herself against her retention hook. The subject was required to repeat the exact words of her original offer to a series of staff members until she became incoherent, then left in situ overnight before repeating the exercise for a full week. By its conclusion, when presented with video of subject-initiated versus staff-initiated sexual activity, she exhibited a marked preference for the latter.
The basic principle at work is this: almost universally, subjects who arrive at the Institute do not know what they want. To allow them to complete a cycle of desire-request-fulfillment is counterproductive and harmful. Instead, by concentrating our work on manipulating, guiding and hyperprovoking desire to the breaking point, we can show them what they actually need.
Teasing can be fun, and if the person being teased can be patient and tolerate it, the payoff is that much better. Think pleasure delaying. In this case, Buffy didn’t have much choice, as her hands were bound to the bed and she was blindfolded. As you can see, even this little bit of teasing was getting her rather riled up, which made it that much more enjoyable for her when I started to really play with her. Seduction is an art form, and one well worth learning.
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Mini hitachi to clit, check. Bullet vibes on the nips, check. Passive female in your arms, check.
Seems to be all in order. Better have her relax those thighs, though, or she’s going to have a massive orgasm. The more relaxed she is, the longer you can stave off the orgasm, and the less likely it is you’ll have to pull off and restrain her from trying to complete it.
Now, do this each night for an hour while listening to the Mind Melter, then give her the opportunity to suck your cock. She’ll be fully yours in short order, willing and eager to do just about anything.