She had been told to masturbate to the edge in front of her lover’s gaze every night, holding herself back and showing how much she could control it; now she was paying for the mistake of giving in to her urge to keep going. She was not stopped, instead those hungry eyes fed on seeing her yield to desperation, already knowing how to punish her properly.
There was a sadistic glee in seeing her tortured with unyielding pleasure, a pleasure so intense it verges on pain. How those hips had rocked and swayed in pleasure when she came the other night, now she was being made to suffer, held immobile, desperate to thrust her hips and pull her body in all directions, yet unable to move an inch away from the buzzing torture device she once thought of as merely a toy.
“That’s it… you wanted to cum didn’t you? Now you can have all the orgasms you want sweetie, plus you don’t have to worry about that powerful vibrator moving away from your pussy. It’s a good job I put the ball gag in, I’ve never heard you scream like that! Good girl, I think I’ll just sit here and watch you suffer…such a wonderful sight.”
“I know you don’t like it under the desk, so lets play a game.”
“you don’t have to go back under until you beg for it.”
“By the way, I’m not going to stop fucking you until you beg to go back under the desk.”
30 min later…
“please Sir let your dirty little slut suck You off from under Your desk!!!!!”
My girl truly is a treasure.
As expected, once she had arrived at the hotel room she chose to carry out the session in, she was stripped and restrained instantly. Even as the ball gag was put in place to stop her screams from resounding throughout the hotel, all she could think about was the orgasms in store. It was only when the vibrator was strapped to her that she realised this could be more intense than expected; the way it clasped so tightly to her already wet pussy made her tingle at the thought of not being able to escape the vibrations.
As she had requested, the man who tied her did not interact with her, he simply made sure she was secured and helpless to stop the vibrator from working her body relentlessly. It was only after the first orgasm hit her hard and suddenly, that she realised just how much of an effect having such unyielding vibrations against her post-orgasmic clitoris truly would be. Having thought that the sensations would rise and fall again and again, this was a shock; to feel the vibrations drill through her clitoris was too much to handle. Each orgasm afterwards seemed to hit harder than the last, no matter how much she tried to scream out and pull on the restraints, nothing would give in. Orgasm after orgasm torn from her body without mercy, this was what it was to truly be forced to orgasm.
This was a joyous torment that she had long fantasised about, never expecting it to become a reality, yet if she knew it would feel like this, never would she have selected the service to last for the whole night.
Now, I know that you were both excited for and slightly dreading my next few weeks of traveling for business. You were excited because I told you that while I traveled, I would no longer be controlling your orgasms. I know also know its something your dreading.
I’ll be in different time zones and largely unavailable, and I know that with your conditioning cumming on your own just isn’t as satisfying. I’m afraid you’d just spend the next few weeks masturbating furiously, and by the time I return, you’d have desensitized your clit with your toys and I’d have to re-do all your training.
However I’m a man of my word. I won’t be controlling your orgasms while I’m traveling. This is Angie. She will be in charge while I’m gone. She’ll make sure your conditioning stays in place and that you don’t get out of control.
She’ll document how things go while I’m gone, and keep me up-to-date in my travels. From interviewing her I know that she really loves to see girls like you being teased and kept horny. Again, I won’t be in control so I’m not sure if she’ll even let you cum at all.
What I do know is that your conditioning will still be in place when I return. I’ll miss you and look I’ll forward to Angie’s updates every day and talking to you when I can.
Have a fun few weeks!
{swish, swish… pounce… purrrrr}: Orgasm Control, in Three Parts (Part One)
We were hugging our goodbyes in the restaurant parking lot after a quick lunch. Sir and I had met during a break in our busy work day. I’d confessed to him that I was hoping to fit in a lunch and a quick fuck in the front seat of my car. Unfortunately, we’d run out of time. And we were in a…
{swish, swish… pounce… purrrrr}: Orgasm Control, in Three Parts (Part One)
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