denied-and-dripping:

Alright Joanna. Since you had so much fun humping your Mistress’s leg when I lent you to her, you’re going to give me your daily edges on various objects. For starters, you get to give me 25 edges a day, seven days a week, for two whole months. If you aren’t soaking through your panties by then, we’ll go for fifty a day for six months. If you are, maybe you’ll earn permission to cum. The caveat to this is that you can’t do more than five edges a day on the same object. That means you get to run around the house like a bitch in heat humping different things in the hope of edging your desperate little pussy. The other catch is that you have to keep your panties on. I don’t want you accidentally slipping over.

What the hell are you doing? I told you – panties on. No direct contact with your slutty little pussy! How many edges did you do? All five? Well forget it. You’ve just voided your opportunity for mercy. From now on, I’m inviting those Mistresses over. Your denial time is fixed at six months… for now… and I’m going to take charge of your daily edges. I can’t trust you do do them right, it seems. Now you’ve gone and soaked the armrest of my sofa with your pussy juices… you’ll be punished for that too. Get out on the patio. I don’t care if people see you, get out there now!

Maybe this will teach you to disobey me, slut. I’m going to edge that dripping cunt until you swear you’re going to go insane… and then edge you even more. No, stop begging. It won’t do you any good. Here, I’ll help you with that. There we go – no one can hear you through my hand anyway, and those bolts holding you down make sure you can’t thrash about and draw attention. See what a merciful Master I am? Unless you like being exposed like a little whore. Hm? Did your pussy just get wetter!? Maybe you do want me to show you off like the dripping denial slut you are.

Now you just stay there outside the window and behave. With your wrists and ankles bound like that, you can’t touch your sopping cunt… or cover yourself. Everyone walking by will see what a nasty, dirty slut you are. Look at you, you’re getting wetter by the second. What a little exhibitionist; you never told me about that side of you. I may have to capitalize off of it. Now, you stay right there while I call those lovely Mistresses I lent you to and get something set up for you until they arrive. Make sure to smile anyone who sees you.

How’s that dildo feel? You like the way it fills you as it drills into your wet, horny cunt? I bet you do. Fucking slut. You sit there and enjoy that thing as it slides in and out of you. I coated it with numbing cream, so you won’t be able to cum, but at least you can remember what it feels like to have something pound your pussy while I wait for your ‘friends’ to arrive.

Well, at least you remember your manners when confronted with your Mistress. Eat her pussy well enough and maybe she’ll go easy on you… though I doubt it. I told her about how you misbehaved and allowed your pussy to soak my furniture. She thinks you should be placed on probationary chastity for a year to see if it improves your behavior. I’m inclined to agree with her. We might just hinge your performance on how well you eat her pussy. She’s been horny and wet thinking of all the ways to torture you, so getting her off should be a breeze – even blindfolded. But every time you take your hands off her ass, you have to give her one extra orgasm. No buts, slut. Start sucking her clit; eat that pussy like your orgasms depend on it… oh wait, they do.

Well, you did ok, I suppose. She was satisfied, but still wanted to punish you. I told her to go ahead, as you can see. You get to spend the next few hours licking and sucking her toes while she toys your desperate pussy with that Hitachi. You know better than to even think about cumming, so you better find a way to warn her if you’re close to the edge. You’re not allowed to stop until her feet are cleaned and worshiped to her satisfaction, so I’d do a good job if you don’t want your pussy vibed for longer than necessary.

Did I say your pussy wouldn’t be tortured anymore if you worshiped her feet properly? Of course not, Joanna. I said it wouldn’t be vibrated more than it needed to be. Silly slut, I never even once mentioned feathered. Although now, for complaining like a whiny slut, she gets to use the Hitachi again when she’s done. In the meantime, enjoy the tickly little feathers on your clit. I still haven’t decided whether or not you’ll spend a year in chastity or not, or whether I’ll stick with my original idea of edging you daily for six months. 

God you scream loudly. Look, I’ll make this simple for you. If you cum, I’m locking you up and throwing away the key. She’s being merciful by whipping you when you get close. Instead of screaming for mercy–which she’s already giving you–why don’t you thank her after each strike? In fact, she’s going to give you fifty more edges and fifty more strikes, and you’re going to thank her for each one. Awww, is your pussy drooling? Do you want to cum? Well tough luck, Joanna. Suffer for us.

Alright Joanna. You’ve suffered beautifully, so we’ve decided on your sentence. You won’t have to spend a year in chastity, so breathe a bit easier. Instead, we’ve decided to split the difference. We’re going to keep your cunt locked up for nine months, and share you the whole time. You will receive fifty edges a day, which will be the only time you are unlocked, and you will be the pleasure pet for both her friends and mine. That must be pure excitement making you rock your hips like that, hm? I know, we’re too good to you. Now, you just stay there on your knees like a good little slut – our friends are on the way. Hopefully they have as much fun with you as we do. If not, you’ll be the one punished for it. Nine months was just the minimum.