She
Posted 12-12-2020 at 03:11 PM by AnalAddict
Tags denial, domme, flogger, no touch, orgasm control
“Hands behind your back, shoulders straight.” Her order warms the slope of my shoulder as I stand and stare at the mirror in front of me. See myself naked, hard, obeying the orders of the woman behind me.
The one who owns my pleasure. Who has the right to mark me with the bruises on my thighs and the red lines still striping my upper back.
The one who’s forbidden me to touch for days now.
I want to writhe, kneel for her and beg, but I know better. She won’t take kindly to me breaking position, though there’s a small part of me that would prefer the bite of her belt over the agony that is no-touch.
She moves to the front, and I’m mesmerised by the glimpses of her body I see in the mirror. Too drunk on the sight of her to see the stinging pain coming as she attaches the clover clamps to my right nipple, then the left. The cold of the chain that settles against my chest has me shiver hard.
I smell the note of citrus in her perfume when she leans in, careful not to touch me in any way, and whispers, “Over the desk. Now.”
Didn’t even notice her finger hooked behind the chain attached to my nipples until I turn to do her bidding and feel the sharp pain that steals the last of my breath. She releases the chain with a smile that has me shiver again.
She doesn’t need to remind me; I bite down on the chain connecting my clamps as I use the edge of the desk to push my leaking cock between my legs, free for her to touch. Or not. I whimper at the sensation, at the thought, and lean over the wooden surface to grip the other edge tight, fingers cramping with the force of my despair.
“Spread,” she orders. I obey.
I expect pain. Maybe silence, a long wait. It wouldn’t be the first time that she leaves me like this for what feels like hours on end.
Instead the suede flogger kisses my skin, every single fall feeling like a whisper against my ass. Hundreds of light touches, packed in one stroke. At first I moan with the pleasure of feeling touched. The way bliss races through my veins and has my heart beat a crazy rhythm against my ribs. Every stroke warms my skin a little more, amps up the pleasure, has my breath falter. The power behind the strokes increases, the pace and sound making me float, days without touch being redeemed, my body eager and greedy and straining to feel more, to have more, to be touched…
Harder still, no pain, only bliss.
The only things still on my mind are the thud of the falls, the roughness of my breath, the fight, the desperate struggle not to push my cock against the hardness of the desk and cum.
Don’t even have the words or a voice left to beg for her permission.
Can’t.
Another stroke.
More. Need more. Can’t.
Won’t.
“Kneel.”
Drop to my knees. Look up at her, find her fingers around my throat and her eyes wild.
Hear, feel her words in my core. “Cum for me.”
The one who owns my pleasure. Who has the right to mark me with the bruises on my thighs and the red lines still striping my upper back.
The one who’s forbidden me to touch for days now.
I want to writhe, kneel for her and beg, but I know better. She won’t take kindly to me breaking position, though there’s a small part of me that would prefer the bite of her belt over the agony that is no-touch.
She moves to the front, and I’m mesmerised by the glimpses of her body I see in the mirror. Too drunk on the sight of her to see the stinging pain coming as she attaches the clover clamps to my right nipple, then the left. The cold of the chain that settles against my chest has me shiver hard.
I smell the note of citrus in her perfume when she leans in, careful not to touch me in any way, and whispers, “Over the desk. Now.”
Didn’t even notice her finger hooked behind the chain attached to my nipples until I turn to do her bidding and feel the sharp pain that steals the last of my breath. She releases the chain with a smile that has me shiver again.
She doesn’t need to remind me; I bite down on the chain connecting my clamps as I use the edge of the desk to push my leaking cock between my legs, free for her to touch. Or not. I whimper at the sensation, at the thought, and lean over the wooden surface to grip the other edge tight, fingers cramping with the force of my despair.
“Spread,” she orders. I obey.
I expect pain. Maybe silence, a long wait. It wouldn’t be the first time that she leaves me like this for what feels like hours on end.
Instead the suede flogger kisses my skin, every single fall feeling like a whisper against my ass. Hundreds of light touches, packed in one stroke. At first I moan with the pleasure of feeling touched. The way bliss races through my veins and has my heart beat a crazy rhythm against my ribs. Every stroke warms my skin a little more, amps up the pleasure, has my breath falter. The power behind the strokes increases, the pace and sound making me float, days without touch being redeemed, my body eager and greedy and straining to feel more, to have more, to be touched…
Harder still, no pain, only bliss.
The only things still on my mind are the thud of the falls, the roughness of my breath, the fight, the desperate struggle not to push my cock against the hardness of the desk and cum.
Don’t even have the words or a voice left to beg for her permission.
Can’t.
Another stroke.
More. Need more. Can’t.
Won’t.
“Kneel.”
Drop to my knees. Look up at her, find her fingers around my throat and her eyes wild.
Hear, feel her words in my core. “Cum for me.”
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What a great story! It was almost like it was written directly for me. I think I will be back later to read it again and perhaps a few more times after that.
Posted 12-13-2020 at 02:16 AM by Bdsub 
Updated 12-13-2020 at 02:37 AM by Bdsub -
What a coincidence really! Glad you like it. Who would have thought?Quote:Originally Posted by Bdsub
What a great story! It was almost like it was written directly for me. I think I will be back later to read it again and perhaps a few more times after that.Posted 12-13-2020 at 12:54 PM by AnalAddict
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Felt compelled to read this again tonightQuote:Originally Posted by AnalAddict
What a coincidence really! Glad you like it. Who would have thought?
Posted 12-13-2020 at 07:21 PM by Bdsub
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I do like my work getting such extensive appreciation...Quote:Originally Posted by Bdsub
Felt compelled to read this again tonight
Posted 12-14-2020 at 05:22 AM by AnalAddict
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...and maybe again this morning....Quote:Originally Posted by AnalAddict
I do like my work getting such extensive appreciation...
Posted 12-14-2020 at 06:25 AM by Bdsub
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Oh this is so hot
some of my fantasies are variants of these...Posted 12-15-2020 at 01:33 PM by edgeofmyclit
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A certain someone may be required to read this every morning and evening until his edges are done....Quote:Originally Posted by edgeofmyclit
Oh this is so hot some of my fantasies are variants of these...
Posted 12-15-2020 at 01:57 PM by Bdsub
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Quote:Originally Posted by edgeofmyclit
Oh this is so hot some of my fantasies are variants of these... You know what they say about great minds...
Posted 12-15-2020 at 02:09 PM by AnalAddict
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But you forgot the most evil part of that task. Without touching yourself.Quote:Originally Posted by Bdsub
A certain someone may be required to read this every morning and evening until his edges are done....
Posted 12-15-2020 at 02:10 PM by AnalAddict
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Is this certain someone allowed to stroke while reading?Quote:Originally Posted by Bdsub
A certain someone may be required to read this every morning and evening until his edges are done.... either way it's gonna be so arousing hehe
Posted 12-15-2020 at 02:10 PM by edgeofmyclit
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Um, I, I mean a certain someone does not wish to say (see comment above)Quote:Originally Posted by edgeofmyclit
Is this certain someone allowed to stroke while reading? either way it's gonna be so arousing hehe
Posted 12-15-2020 at 02:13 PM by Bdsub
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How long does it take to get bored or numb to a short story? A scientific report, by Bdsub...
Posted 12-18-2020 at 02:30 PM by AnalAddict
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Possibly around this many days...Quote:Originally Posted by AnalAddict
How long does it take to get bored or numb to a short story? A scientific report, by Bdsub...
Posted 12-18-2020 at 02:44 PM by Bdsub
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Oh, longer than I'd expectedQuote:Originally Posted by Bdsub
Possibly around this many days...
Posted 12-18-2020 at 03:05 PM by AnalAddict
