My favorite fantasy is being forced to keep count of forced orgasms, and then for every orgasm I have it equals one week of denial. The sweet torment of knowing that the very thing I want is the thing that also stands in the way of getting what I want.
Imagine after they’ve tied you down, and the wand starts to buzz they whisper, ‘Different rules today, sweetie. Each time you cum can shout for me to ruin it, and I’ll only add three days to your denial, but if you don’t, an orgasm is three weeks added. Let’s go to work…’
The thought of this turns me on so much. I’m debating whether to tell Sir about it. It’s so hot. But could I stand it? What would be worse? Orgasms that gave me days and weeks of tortured denial, or ruining my own orgasms to try and get some future mercy? Is it wrong that both of those ideas are making me drip through my panties?
SubbyLittleKitten 