Denial
Added 2021-09-07 15:39:15 +0000 UTCYour partner has been edging you, and now the question is... Do you get to cum?
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“Oh, do you think you deserve it? Come on. Do you?” Their hands were teasing, elegantly, across your body, as your own hands felt like they were glued to your sex, desperately touching yourself, trying to get yourself across the edge. They laughed.
“Because I don’t think that you do, toy. No… You haven’t earned that orgasm yet. So keep going. Sink deeper into the pleasure for me. Sink deeper into the sensation of mindless bliss that I’m giving you.” One of their hands grabbed your chin, slipping a thumb into your mouth.
You sucked, eagerly, desperate to prove what a good toy you were. Your whole body was trembling. Your mind, already tranced and fractionated, was feeling like it was going to shut down. The only thing you could cling on to was their voice. Their wonderful voice.
Letting them guide you through the pleasure, pulling you deeper into the blissful sensations. It was so easy to let them take control. They knew your own body better than you did at this point. They knew when you should cum. How much you could take. Your body obeyed.
Finally, they put a hand to your wrist, stopping your hands from moving. Their thumb was pulled out of your mouth, and they leant forwards, and whispered a single word.
“Beg.”
Instantly, words tumbled out of your mouth. You didn’t notice their hand let go of your wrist.
You were too busy begging and pleading. Telling them that you were their good toy. That you wanted to prove that you could obey them. That their pleasure felt so good to you. They held up a hand, after what could have been a minute, or ten seconds.
“Okay pet, then cum for me. Now.” You started, hands beginning to move again, but the edge had escaped you. They quickly slapped your hands away from your sex, smiling. “Oh, I’m sorry… Weren’t you ready? Well… Maybe you will be next time. That’s all for now, toy.”
