She may only cum while he’s fucking her.
He only fucks her if she does a good job sucking and stroking him first. He doesn’t touch her, and she may not touch herself.
He then cums within seconds of slamming into her pussy, because she did such a good job getting him close.
After two weeks of this regimen, she now gets close to cumming, but it’s just not enough time.
It may take several more weeks before she finally gets there.
She doesn’t know it yet, but he will ruin it when she does.
This is how pathetic I look when I get caught up thinking about you and all the filthy things you would do to me.
Rule 114 – Always keep her attention.
That’s a very important rule.
The number of times he penetrates your ass before he cums will determine how many daily edges you will do for the next week.
You better get the number right, girl. He will compare it to the video later.
If you get it wrong, it will also be the number of days before you get permission to cum.
She will have several days of just edging before her training begins in earnest.
Girls are so much more receptive when they’re desperate.
Dear males,
Learn to be rejected.
Rejection doesn’t necessarily mean the rejector doesn’t like you. It just means they’re not down for you. There’s a huge difference.
I just got rejected by someone I was absolutely head over heels for… do you see me calling her names and getting all butthurt? No. Am I sad about it? Sure, who wouldn’t be? Do I hate her for it? Absolutely not! She’s still the same person she was before, why should that change just because she doesn’t want me romantically? Are we still friends? Yes, of course. Why wouldn’t we be?
You penis-wielders need to chill the fuck out. You need to quit thinking you’re such a gift. You are not.
Jesus Christ. 🙄 I was nice, too. Now I’m a “fat bitch”. 🤷🏻♀️
Amen.
You knew it would be too much, but you still let yourself give in to your fantasy and to make it a reality. The scenario you had chosen, ‘erotic forced orgasm ordeal’, would have been enough on it’s own, but agreeing to not masturbate for the two entire weeks before it was scheduled was taking it to a new extreme. You had barely managed to last more than one week in the past when you had imposed your own little denial sessions. Yet you still managed to claw your way through the full two weeks. The desire to touch yourself had been so overwhelming though, the way your pussy always throbbed just a little even at the slightest hint of sexuality in your day to day life. So much of the day was spent focused on that soft little area between your thighs and all of the things that could be done to it.
Once the time came and they tied you in place, you were inwardly wishing you had opted for the in-person session, just to feel those hands press to you, just for someone to do anything to you. Even if it were only going to be minutes before your orgasm, it was still not soon enough. You imagined to yourself that the ball-gag was just to make sure that the organisers couldn’t hear your pleasure, a way to suppress their desires and ignore your pleas, to stop themselves from coming in and fucking you all night long. The thought had your sex dripping already.
Once the vibrator was set in place you were left alone. You were so turned on that you could quite easily have came just from grinding against the head of it. It turned on before you could test that theory however, and in seconds you were screaming in your first orgasm. That pent up orgasm that you’d been holding back for those weeks. As if every day of arousal had been stored for this very moment, to explode from you fiercely enough to knock you out. The power of the vibrator took your breath away, leaving you very few moments to catch your breath as it continued it’s merciless work. It was so good it hurt, yet that orgasm just did not subside; so drawn out and agonising in its splendour.
Now you know why you picked this scenario, wanting to feel all aspect of human empathy taken out of the equation, to live out your fantasy of being tortured with pleasure. This was torture. The way it was held in place so fiercely against your pussy made it so much worse, if only there were some give, maybe that would make it a little more bearable. Though even with your sex so sensitive, it continued to penetrate you to the core with those unforgiving vibrations. So sensitive, yet you needed more, and it was happy to oblige. The second orgasm made you pull fiercely on the restraints, your body wanting to escape the torment that your mind was willing on. The next couple of orgasms however seemed to mesh into one. Just a barrage of over-stimulation that forced your tenderness to surrender to the orgasm. Having denied yourself for so long though, you were more sensitive than you would ever normally be, no amount of edging yourself and masturbating past your limit could ever have prepared you. The vibrator would not slow down or soften it’s touch no matter how much you began screaming out. Your only request was to be left until you were literally in tears of pleasure, then to be left for another twenty minutes after that.
While you feel the trickle of pussy juice along your buttocks, while your extremities shake against the restraints, while your clitoris pulsates in a need to escape the onslaught, part of you wishes that your tears began streaming after just the first orgasm.
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