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femaleteaseanddenial:

I don’t often let her cum, but when I do, I make sure she still knows the hole between her legs and the pleasure that comes from it belongs to me.

Orgasm after orgasm will rip through her body, at first pleasurable but rapidly becoming a torment worse than the frustration of denial.

She’ll moan and plead and scream and sob and I’ll pretend I have no idea what she’s talking about because, well, that damn ballgag is just making it impossible to quite understand what you’re saying, but you asked to cum before – in fact, I distinctly remember you begging for it– so I’ll just assume that’s what you still want, sweetheart.

See you in a few hours.

femaleteaseanddenial:

hornydeniedgirl:

Get to the edge.

Back off just a little.

Repeat.

So close. So, so close. Just like last time. And the time before that. And the time before that…

But close is where you stop. The finish line, the place the rest of us get to go, that’s not for you. You don’t get to cum. You get to edge, to tease, to ache and throb. To be desperate.

So you’re going to edge again, slut. And again. Over and over and over again. I’m going to leave you kneeling right there on the floor, tormenting yourself beyond comprehension.

I want to watch as the ecstasy on your face from the wand turns to elation as your orgasm wells up, then becomes agony as you pull it away at the very last second.

I want to watch you squirm, trying to manage the relentless frustration making every nerve in your body tingle.

I want to hear you mewl, cry, scream, moan, plead, and grunt uncontrollably.

I want to see your mouth gape open, your jaw hanging loosely as your
mind melts into the arousal, as your thoughts are overwhelmed with need.

I want to see you shiver and shake from the fire between your legs,
the throbs running up and down your spine.

But mostly, more than all of that, I just want to watch you edge. I want to watch you torture yourself because you know it arouses me. I want to watch you drive yourself insane with lust on nothing more than my command.

And I want to watch it all afternoon, horny toy.

Now…again.

femaleteaseanddenial:

A long moan filled the room as I entered, looking over at the spread and trussed up girl laying on my couch.

“Awwww, is my little fucktoy horny?” I said, coming over to her side. She looked up at me with wide, lusting eyes and nodded, her hips squirming as she did.

“I’m going to tell you exactly what I’m going to do to you, slut, when I play with you next.” I sat down next to her. She squirmed more and more, pushing her hips towards me as she tried to beg through the gag. A thick line of drool escaped her lips and trailed down her chin then onto her tits.

“I’m going to tie you up just like this, open and exposed. I’m going to start slow, sliding my finger tips around your tits, barely scraping them, just feather-like touches brushing over your nipples.”

Involuntarily, it seemed, she thrust her tits toward me but I shook my head.

“No, no, toy, let me finish first. Then, once your nipples are nice and hard, I’ll play with them rougher. I’ll pinch and twist, pull and squeeze. You’ll feel the sharp stabs of pain but also the throbs of arousal from it. I know everything that happens to your tits, you feel right in your cunt, don’t you, slut?

So that’s where I’ll go next. I’ll caress your skin, touching from your tits down your stomach, to your waist, finding my way to your sopping wet hole. But I’ll go right on by, and spend some time teasing your inner thighs, with each pass of my hands getting closer and closer to your cunt, but never quite reaching it.

Until I finally do slide my fingers across your cunt lips, rubbing them, letting you feel the pleasure of my touch. I’ll even play with your clit, tormenting you with touches so slow and soft you’ll scream in frustration. But don’t worry, bitch, I’ll give you even more.

After you’re a babbling, horny mess, I’ll start the edging. I’ll rub your clit in those tight, fast little circles you love. I’ll use my other hand to fuck your cunt with my fingers. After so long of nothing but barely-there touching, this stimulation will be overwhelming. You’ll throb and ache and moan and scream for an entirely different type of frustration. And I’ll just keep edging you, over and over, getting you so close to cumming that you’ll be able to feel the spasms start in your cunt and the tightness in your stomach. But each time, I’ll stop just short, leaving you to hump the air in need as your orgasm that was so, so close recedes unfulfilled. I bet it won’t even be too many edges before I can make your eyes roll back in your head, tease toy.”

She was moaning non-stop now, her cunt gushing, a large stain forming on the couch cushion beneath her.

“That’s exactly what I’m going to do to you. But not right now. That’s for next time. Right now, you just get to stay right there, drip, and think about everything I just said. I’ll be back in a couple hours to use your mouth.”

femaleteaseanddenial:

toy-holes:

Ritual offering

“So long, right?

So long my poor, little slut has been denied. Forced to play with yourself, forced to drip, forced to humiliate and degrade yourself more and more as you get more and more desperate for playtime. At this point, you’ll do anything I want just to rub a few fingers across that soaking wet hole, won’t you?

I know. I’m so mean, so cruel. I should let you cum. I should give you a little relief, just because you’ve been such a good, desperate fucktoy.

But I’m not going to. Maybe I’m never going to. Maybe you’re just going to kneel there, day after day, week after week, month after month, edging that sloppy cunt for me, growing more and more frustrated. Your mind would slip away into a haze of lust and arousal, never again feeling that incredible, indescribable release that other girls feel whenever they want.

Oh, was that a moan, sweetheart? Did I see your hand move a little faster after that? Did your hips thrust with desire?

So you like that idea, huh? Okay, for you, babygirl, if it makes you hot, we can do that. But remember, months from now, when you can’t think, when your cunt is the only thing you can feel, remember: this was because you wanted it.”

denied-and-dripping:

Bad cunt. I told you, begging for an orgasm gets you punished. You are to beg to please me. Someday, perhaps, pleasing me will involve an orgasm on your part. Until then, your job is to suffer with a wet, needy pussy until I say otherwise. Another 50 slaps and I’ll start edging you with my tongue again… Because right now, that is what pleases me.

onedeadpoet:

“Ten,” you whisper, gently waking me. I can hear the lust in your voice already.

I grin, roll over to you and look into your eyes. After sleepily kissing you I tell you I’m not ready to get up yet.

“Twenty-five,” I whisper, stroking your hair. “Then wake me up with your tongue.”

You groan with arousal and frustration. I lay back and close my eyes, a slight smile still on my lips. There’s no way I can fall back asleep and my rapidly stiffening cock is giving me away. I think you like this as I feel both your hand begin again and the slight trail of wetness dripping from your already soaked pussy onto my thigh.

I’m as determined to remain motionless and “asleep” as you are to try and persuade me to wake up and fuck you.

“Eleven,” you whisper.