Repurposing

tease-that-girl:

Maxi’s favourite toy is her magic wand. That’s no surprise, it’s called magic for good reason! Plus her options for pleasure are limited by her forbidden hole, which she’ll never play with for her own selfish pleasure no matter how good any given toy might feel there. She’s too little, and she knows that sort of pleasure would overwhelm her. Of course so would her wand if she used it like a grown up, for a long play session, under her control, so that can’t be allowed. She only gets a very short session of direct contact at most once a week, and we make sure that each session gets shorter over time – that way she’s as appreciative as she should be of what little pleasure she’s allowed. It’s still her magic wand though, and when she’s down to 5 seconds a week it’ll still be her favourite toy.

So all of this got me to thinking, what would be a better way to make more use of her magic wand? What if we used it more to torture little maxi, something I don’t need to be so concerned about her getting overwhelmed by her enjoyment of? Well…

I really like the idea of you locked away in the cage completely helpless – hands cuffed behind you, kneeling up with collar attached to the bars above you, gagged under your blackout hood, plugged. A helpless, controlled, secure little girl. You’d be naked but for your crotch rope, coming tightly over your throbby little clit and the rope secured far outside of the world of your cage. Just a foot away but under Daddy’s complete control because of your bondage, your magic wand sending waves of torturous pleasure down that rope, making you squirm as it holds you so so close to going over the edge but never quite gives you enough no matter how much you wriggle and squeal through your gag. You can’t zone out because I change the settings every so often, making the pulses unpredictable, or adjust the distance, every tiny change driving you crazy as you’re forced against that continuous edge. Turns out your favourite toy can be Daddy’s favourite toy maxi, and turns out that there’s a good way to overwhelm a little girl with her wand.

After some time I’d remove your gag and your hood, let you watch as I move that wand right next to the bars of your cage, and then drop it to the lowest setting letting you catch your breath and relax just a little, dropping your guard. “Is that too much pleasure sweetie?” You’d be exhausted, still struggling against that constantly agonising rope as you squeak out a “Yes Daddy”, just what I wanted to hear. Too much pleasure from your favourite toy when you usually only get it for a few seconds a week, though not usually in such a cruel way. I’d turn the wand back up, only to its middle setting, the top one this close would almost certainly push you over involuntarily, but this one keeps you just where Daddy wants you maxi, shaking, desperate, helpless. “Would you like Daddy to take your pleasure away maxi?”

“Daddy please”

“Beg for Daddy to take it away maxi.” And you would, genuinely begging to have the pleasure leave you, your mind not even considering the possibility that Daddy could turn it up and finally let you cum, somehow you know that won’t happen today. Begging to feel less, to feel nothing, the same way you’d usually beg for more. Careful what you wish for little girl. I’d smile at you, almost in tears from begging so earnestly, and then put your hood back on. “Daddy will be back in a minute maxi, make sure you’re certain.” That wand that close being deliberately left untouched would make sure you were.

“Are you sure sweetie?”

“Daddy please I need it off I need off off…” perfect. I’d switch the wand off, remove your bondage and finally your hood after I’ve led you out the cage and over to the sofa, barely controlling your desperate body. “Isn’t it amazing sweetie? It’s just the one we wanted!” Well, I wanted. You’d been measured for it a week ago but you still weren’t sure it wasn’t one of Daddy’s mind games until now, now when there could be no doubt. “Let’s try it right away maxi!” The thought of that metal belt around your body, of it securing your clit away, of that lock clamping it away until Daddy wants to see it again, of no more pleasure, Daddy taking your pleasure away just like you asked, begged. It’d make the other feeling come back, the more familiar desperation not for less, not for nothing, but for more, for release, for the one thing the cruel metal belt would take away for good. “Yes Daddy”.. but you weren’t going to beg for more time in that cage with that wand, Daddy would never give you cummies before locking you away, that’d be a selfish thing to expect.

“You’ve had a lot of pleasure tonight maxi.” The metal locked around you, Daddy’s delight at the perfect fit, that you can’t even get one finger inside, all of those tell you there won’t be any more. This is what you begged for.

“Yes Daddy”

“And you’ve been locked in your cage sweetie, you haven’t been able to give Daddy any.” You’d throb down there beneath your confinement, you always get so wet at the thought of being used.

“On your knees little one. And then Daddy will make sure your belt keeps even your wand from giving you pleasure maxi, just like you asked.”

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It wouldn’t take long until you were begging for that belt to come off, an end to the nothingness you get to feel while securely locked away. Again I’d ask if you’re sure, if you’re ready to be allowed pleasure again, if you’re confident you won’t be overwhelmed by it, and again you’d beg so desperately. Eventually I’d relent when you told me you need to feel your wand again, that it’s not fair for Daddy to take away your favourite toy.

You’d be back in your cage, just like before, belt replaced with that crotch rope, wand ready barely outside your cage. This time you’d be blindfolded with no gag, no hood. “This won’t be like usual maxi. If you ask Daddy to stop the wand, to take it away, if you even utter the word please, then Daddy will turn it off right away. Is that clear maxi?”

“Yes Daddy”

“Daddy’s set an alarm maxi, and if Daddy has to take the wand away before the alarm then you’ll be right back in that belt again.”

“Yes Daddy”

I’d turn the wand to its middle setting. Have fun sweetie, this is what you asked for, again.