“aaannd down! Down so deep, so relaxed, so aroused, so open for me, so aroused, and as much as you’ll want to cum, even more than that, you’ll always want to edge just a couple more times, first. Always just a couple more times. I could put an orgasm block on you, but I’m not going to, because this is much more insidious, isn’t it? You could decide to make yourself cum any time you like, and you will decide to make yourself cum, frequently, but you’ll always want to edge just a few more times first. No matter how much you want to cum, you’ll always want to edge just a couple of times even more, spiraling up and up in a delicious way that makes it so hard to resist, making yourself such a good tease toy. Good tease toys keep themselves wet and desperate, don’t they? You want to be a good tease toy. Such a good tease toy, every time you edge… and edge… and edge…”
(by the way, this wasn’t just fantasy. 😉 )
orgasm denial
I want to deny you for months.
I want to tease you right to the edge every day.
I want to bind you under My desk,
using you for My pleasure.
I want to show off your desperation,
making you beg for the slightest pleasure.
I want you to plead and debase yourself,
anything to earn the privilege of orgasm,
and when that privilege is finally granted,
I will take My pleasure in slowly turning your dream,
into a nightmare of pain and pleasure.
When I finally grant you permission to cum,
it won’t stop, not until you are screaming.
I want to hear the desperation in your voice,
infinitely more pained that your pleading to cum.
I want to watch you struggle against the bondage,
trying to escape My probing fingers, toys, and tongue.
I will drink in the suffering and you will please Me,
in every way and with every part of you…
Today marks the day my wife has officially had 500 more orgasms than me so far this year. Our goal was 1000 before the year’s end, so we’re a little behind schedule. I’m already only getting one or two a month for myself, so even if I refrain from coming all together, it won’t catch me up very much at all. If I have any hope of catching up to the goal, l’ll have to worship her pussy much more aggressively between now and New Years.
My Top side doesn’t come out very often with men, but when it does, it’s all about the T&D.
I have to remind myself (the few times that I’ve done joint scenes) that most of the time the men really do want to cum in the end. Luckily, I’m not their Mistress and don’t make the final call.
Happy birthday to me, eventually…
StandardI have been orgasm denying myself since before Thanksgiving, all for today, my birthday.
Over the course of the day, I’m going to edge once for each year I’ve lived (26).
Then, maybe, I’ll have him fuck my brains out.
I like to think this is slightly more sophisticated than all those spanks and the pinch, though I’m not saying no to those, either.
(This is my first real orgasm denial experiment. This morning I woke up to a dream of him kissing my neck like cunnilingus funtimes. I am wet wet wet. Hoping to make it to 26.)
The camera pans around her, allowing the viewers to linger on her naked, taut body. Kidnapped for the pleasure of everyone watching online, she will find no mercy here. The muffled screams are heard only by the viewers of this cruel display.
Unable to move her limbs or move the unforgiving vibrator away at all, her only ability is to shudder and clench every muscle, feeling every orgasm tear her further away from the hope of release.
Left alone with the automated camera, there is no sign of compassion for her to cling to, and even if there is any mercy in the viewers, it is not being shown, as the chime of another donation being sent to the website is heard.
The sound delights the viewers, who all know exactly what it means. Each donation adds more time onto how long the girl will be kept like this, how much longer she will suffer the vibrators wraith.
She has no idea how much longer it will last.
Again, another donation… another hour of torment….
…It will be a long, long night.
I remember when we were out in public and you whispered to me in that sultry little voice of yours ‘if I wanted you to give me 25 orgasms right now, what would you do?’, I didn’t answer, I just looked at you, and I know that even now, you haven’t forgotten that wicked, devilish smile and intense look I gave you.
It didn’t take long for me to get the chance to show you just what I would do, the chance to get you alone here, to tape you up in just the way that makes you tingle inside…
How did it feel to have that first orgasm denied? To think you were going to feel the first of 25 orgasms in an instant hit you hard, only to feel the vibrator pull away. However it felt, I could certainly hear the anguish in every moan for me to give it to you, pleading with me to stop teasing you once I had done it a further 10 times. After denying you of 25 orgasms in succession, it was clear that never did you expect to be put in this kind of state, in such desperate need for the orgasms you had whispered for. I was consistent, not only did I deny every single orgasm right at the final moment, I also made you beg for it after every single one.
Now I am going to use this vibrator on its highest setting and not move it away from you. I am going to make you cum 25 times in a row, just like how you wanted. The thing is, I’m not going to give you any rest, this vibrator isn’t going to move away from your pussy for a second.
Now… this blindfold can stay on, just so you can feel these powerful vibrations even more concentrated on that sweet little point of your body. Every single time you tell me that it is too intense, that you want me to stop, I am going to remind you that you begged me for every single one…
Yes, I can hear you… but you begged me to give them to you, remember?. Every. Single. Orgasm.