Oh, that’s just cruel… She can’t touch herself, she’s hunched over to make her entire body accessible to him and inaccessible to her. Her tits are in the perfect position for teasing, tweaking, pinching, or clamping. Unf…
Tag: edging
Just as I begin to feel you clench my fingers, I smile. I have you right where I want you. I start to slow down. You cry out in frustration. It’s the last thing you want me to do. But you’re still so very close. You freeze. You’re still getting closer, but it’s taking longer to get there. You don’t move, you just want me to keep going.
<clench>
Your eyes go shut as you savor the involuntary spasms I’m drawing out of you. I slow down even more, but still slide now slick fingers in and out of you. I feel your G-spot swell again and press a bit firmer but slow down another beat.
<clench>
I continue to stroke, gazing into your eyes so I can see your hunger as your hips gently rock into my fingers, coaxing them to resume their previous speed. It won’t happen.
<clench> <clench>
You moan again, preparing for the rush of pleasure that’s going to rock your body from taking so long. I slow my pace again. Your body begins to shiver. Your eyes squint closed. I have you a hair’s breath away from cumming.
<clench><clench><clench>
I stop.
You mew in frustration. But you don’t have to wait long. Just two breaths, enough to back you down one tiny notch. I resume where I left off. You’re immediately right back there, your hungry pussy clenching again as your hands tightly grip the sheets.
This is where I want you. This is my playground.
A month ago she hadn’t even liked the idea of anal sex. Three weeks of edging only when she was being stimulated there had completely reprogrammed her mind. He knew it wouldn’t be long until the plug alone would get her there. And then he’d break the news she was going to be an anal only denial slut.
Just what her husband had ordered.
That’s right. Every morning, every evening, just lie down on your bed and play with yourself.
Rub your clit, tease it in circles. As you get more and more aroused all you’ll think about is how good it feels to be controlled. How badly you need to be owned.
And right when you get to the edge of a wonderful orgasm, you will stop. You will let yourself cool down for a few seconds, and then you will start again.
You will edge yourself like this for half an hour in the morning, and from midnight until you fall asleep. Being forced to edge like this will make you a horny, frustrated little slut. But we both know that’s what you want.
Wetness check, little one.
I see someone has been doing her daily work edgings. What do you say if we shut the door to your office and I give you a few more? I promise not to stop until I see your clit nice and swollen and twitching HARD…so very close…then whisper soft flicks with my tongue as I massage your G-spot right here on your desk.
Do you think you can keep quiet?
I feel you getting close. You know what that means…slower and lighter. Keep grinding on my face but you know the result will be the same. Now what do you say?
“Cumming is for good girls. Bad girls stay edged.”
Do you want to be a good girl?
*whimpers*
Do you?
“No.”
How many edges until you cry, Pet? Let’s set a new record.
This has been one of my fantasies for a long long time now. Someone repeatedly getting me close to the edge, and then cooling me down. Not letting me fall over. I really would like to know how long I can withstand such delicious torture!
When you’re on the edge and she uses this technique to carefully keep you there. I call this “Precise Edging” as she focuses on the most sensitive spot on your cock and uses the right subtle movements to keep you panting and frustrated for the full grip strokes that would send you over.
This technique allows her to clearly feel AND SEE the cock’s contractions at the base, helping her know just how much she can dish out before needing to pause briefly to allow the urge to cum pass. Particularly cruel/wonderful Dommes/cockteases will use full strokes and/or take you into her mouth to get you to the edge quickly before switching to this. Put another way, if she wants you to begin suffering in a hurry she’ll quickly take you to a 9 (on a scale of 1-10 where 1 is only aroused slightly and 10 is orgasming) before switching to this to get you to a 9.1-9.9. Like an artist using a thick brush to bring a large amount of color to a sunset and switching to a finer tipped brush to get the details just right.
That’s it, slowly back and forth over your aching clit. How many days has it been since you were last allowed to hold your favorite vibrator against your clit for more than 30 seconds and feel the delicious orgasm wrack your body?
43? Are you sure?
Good girl. We won’t add another day to the mysterious orgasm day.
But don’t worry yourself with that; just lay back and let the vibrations send you deeper, weakening your fight and the need for thinking. Just fade away as you feel your body shuddering with pre-orgasmic contractions, igniting your dirtiest fantasies and deepening your need to cum.
But there is no cumming, is there baby girl? Just the endless need, which grows stronger each time you obediently pull off the vibrator at the last second, leaving your clit angrily twitching and your pussy trying desperately to milk the cock it needs, grasping for just a little more.
But we’re not cruel, we give it what it wants right away again. It’s never without stimulation for too long. We want to make it feel soooooo good.
Now let’s hear you repeat your mantra.
“I love keeping this pussy from cumming.
It’s what I need.”
Good girl. Don’t worry about when to stop. I’ll let you know. For now I’m going to have a drink and enjoy watching you give in to your addiction. I think I’ll cancel our evening out so we don’t have to stop and I can take over your teasing myself.
I look forward to cuddling you to sleep, slowly teasing you with my fingers as you drift away with the wonder of what tomorrow will bring.
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