onedeadpoet:

I know today was a long day for you. Tonight there will be no ties, no spanking. I just want you to relax and melt into me. Let me take you to a place where thoughts do not exist. Soon I won’t even have to move my fingers; your hips will buck and grind into me…but I’m afraid your orgasm will be held out of reach. Over and over we go until you give up trying to cum and submit fully to letting me play with your arousal…until your jaw hangs slack, your eyes gloss over and all you do is moan and twitch. Then and only then will I rub your g-spot and make you grunt and cum.

femsubdenial:

pleasuretorture:

Every time it pulls away, the desperation feels one hundred times worse.

She thought she was prepared for the auction, ready to indulge in whatever the master who had the winning bid had prepared for her, ready for a few months of luxury and erotic servitude; she couldn’t wait. 

What she had not expected however was the specifications that the auction required, for the maids who were to be auctioned off to be in a state of desperate sexual longing. To make sure they looked most appetising to the bidders, the auctioneers were thorough in making sure the only thoughts on the girls minds were the need to orgasm and the orders they’d obey to soon be allowed that release.

All that is on her mind now is the buzz of the vibrator and the unbearable pulses of longing between her thighs. Every day for the week before the auction she has been brought to the edge countless times, until she has offered anything for an orgasm or even just another jolt of pleasure that comes from being brought to the edge. Another two days until the auction, another two days of being vibrated to the brink and having it stop, repeated until she can barely think or speak. Another two days of begging for the chance to come, knowing it won’t happen, no matter how many times the words ‘please’ escape her lips. Her only problem is that the auction caters most specifically for masters who greatly enjoy denial; she will be begging for a long time to come. 

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doctortease:

The Exam, Part Two

They wouldn’t even let her keep her pretty little socks on.

Her daddy braided the rope into her hair while the doctor guided her hips to one side and slowly pulled her trembling fists away from her mouth. “Can’t have you hiding from the students, now can we?” he smiled, and carefully tightened the cuff around one wrist. “Besides, we don’t know where your fingers have been.”

“S-students?” she squeaked.

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onedeadpoet:

Fast, then stop when you’re a breath away, feeling your thighs quiver in anticipation and your pussy clenching just once or twice as pure euphoria floods your brain, that’s all the signal I need to know, to feel. And your body can never lie. Then we resume again, each time more frustratingly pleasurable than the last as your lust continues to mount. Am I cruel? Perhaps. But you’re addicted to my cruelty, aren’t you, pet? You want more. Always. Say it.

“I need more, Sir. Please!”

Good. Now that you’re at another edge, repeat your mantra as the pleasure consumes you.

“This pussy doesn’t deserve to cum.”

Good girl.

femsubdenial:

tinattickles:

She really liked him, he was sweet, kind, handsome, and rich.  The only problem was he always came too soon to pleasure her.  She told him it was ok, but it left her aching and needy.  It had gotten so bad, that she had taken to stashing a toy at his house, so she could slip in to the bathroom and take care of herself after sex.

“Every morning, I want to wake to the sound of the vibe pressing against you while you strain not to cum without my permission.”

Some days, he’d intentionally lay in bed, drifting gently and waking up slowly in a warm bed, relaxing to the sounds of her gasps and whimpers accompanying the droning buzz of the vibrator, wondering where his whim might lead them today.

mypleasuregirl:

Good, now put your legs here and here.  Good sweet girl, now scrunch down the tub so your bending your knees, good, good, now push your ass all the way against the front end of the tub.

Now… you may only say two words… “please” and “D”

Now I’m turning the water on.  Ohhh, just look at your face, doesn’t that feel nice.  Ah ah, you can’t pull away.  If you pull back, you get nothing but pain, and no sex for the week.  If you stay, our night is just begging. Now, you may not cum, until I give you permission. 

My, my, my… it’s filling up fast.

onedeadpoet:

Yes, I’m sure you can feel my excitement growing. Snicker all you want; you’re not getting that for quite awhile. I’m going to leisurely tease this pussy of Mine until I’ve made you so helpless and weak you can’t help but rest your head on my shoulder and your breathy moans fill the room. Do not move your hands from the chair arms unless you want to feel a sharp slap across your clit. No begging, either. Just spread your legs and accept the torment. As soon as I get you to where the slightest glide across your lips or sensitive nub sends shivers down your spine I’m moving to your nipples only for at least 30-40 minutes.