“You are not allowed to come yet. Or maybe not at all. But I will.”
You grab the vibrator and hold it to your clit. I can only feel the vibrations very distantly on my penis, but you are getting their full force.
“Touch me.”
I put my left hand on your boobs, while my right hand reaches around you to grab your butt and hips.
“YES. So good. Keep touching me.”
It does not take very long for you to get to yet another orgasm, shaking violently on top of me
“YES. YEEEES. AAAAH. MHM.”
When you come, I can feel your pussy pulsing around my still hard cock before you dismount and sit down next to me.
“Uff, that was good. Now, what shall we do about you?”
“Please let me come!”
“Hmm, that’s the question, isn’t it… Let’s flip a coin. If you win, you can come; if you lose, we’ll have to try again next week… So: Heads or tails?”
“No, please just let me come. It’s been 50 days.”
“Heads or tails? Or I can just stop.”
I sigh.
“Heads.”
Still blindfolded, I don’t see what you are doing, but it sounds like you are actually flipping a coin.
“Hmm… interesting.”
“What is it? Did it come up heads?”
“Ah, where would be the fun in telling you right now? You’ll have to wait and see.”
With these words, you start caressing my balls to rekindle my erection before you slowly stroke my cock again.
“Does this feel good? I want you to get really close.”
“Yes, ma’am, that’s really nice. Please keep going.”
You stop.
“Hmm, maybe we should get rid of that condom, so you can feel my hand directly on your skin.”
You remove the rubber, but instead of resuming the stroking you decide to finally take the clamps off my nipples, before rubbing them between your fingers.
“OOWWW, that hurts.”
Unfazed, you continue to tweeze my nipples until they are completely sore.
“Now, where were we?”
I am trying to ignore the throbbing in my nipples to focus on the stroking that you just resumed, and which makes my desperate penis long for its long-awaited release.
“YES, that’s so good. Continue, please.”
You speed up slightly, but still very teasily. Your other hand reaches for my balls again, and grabs them tight, almost squeezing them.
“AAAH, yes, so good. Just a bit more.”
“Are you getting close?”
“Almost. Please continue a bit more.”
“You know what happens if you come without permission.”
The renewed threat sends my mind into overdrive, and I feel like I’m getting close the point of no return.
“I’m almost there. Can I please come, ma’am? PLEASE?”
“No.”
You stop.
“Is it because of the coin?”
“We’ll see about that later.”
Out of nowhere, I feel a sharp and sudden pain on my thigh as you bring down the crop hard on it.
“OW.”
“Before we continue, I want to hurt you a bit.”
You give my thigh another swat.
“Like this. Let’s do 5, 3, 5.”
“What does that mean?”
“Well, we will start with 5 swats on your left thigh. Count them.”
I once again feel the same pain on my thigh.
“OW”
“You’re not counting. That was one.”
SWAT.
“OW, ok ok. two.”
SWAT.
“Three.”
SWAT. This one felt slightly softer than the previous one.
“Four.”
SWAT. You made up for it with the last one, which was quite a bit harder.
“OWWW. FIVE. OWW.”
“So that was the first five. Now three on the balls.”
“WHAT? No, please don’t.”
SWAT. All things considered, it was a much softer hit than the others, but it still hurt.
“OW. OW. One.”
SWAT. You increase the intensity ever so slightly.
“TWO. Please not so hard.”
SWAT. My pleads fell on deaf ears as you leave my balls aching.
“OW. Three. Thank god that’s over.”
“Maybe I’ll do another round later… But first, the other thigh.”
SWAT. You continue with my right thigh with almost no break.
“OW. ONE.”
SWAT.
“Two.”
SWAT. At least it seems like your hand is getting tired.
“Three.”
SWAT.
“Four.”
“And the last one.”
SWAT. You make sure to make that one count.
“Owowow. Five.”
“That was fun. Now do you want to get some pleasure again?”
“YES, please!”
You fetch the cock sleeve attachment for the vibrator, put it over my penis, and then put on the vibrator on a very low, pulsating mode.
“AHHH, yes, that’s so good.”
“But if the vibrator is doing all the work, what am I supposed to do? How about I focus on your feet?”
As you well know, my feet are very sensitive, and as soon as you start handling them, I feel overwhelmed by the tickles. I try to focus on the vibrations that may get me to the long-awaited orgasm, but keep getting distracted by your fingers on my bare feet.
“HAHAHA, it tickles. Please, no, please don’t.”
You don’t stop, but start laughing at my plight.
“This is so funny. I barely touch them, and you are completely out of control.”
“Please. Please. Stop. I can’t take it. Please.”
“Aww, getting distracted from your fun?”
Thankfully, you let my feet be, and move your hands slowly up my legs, over my thighs, towards my penis. While the vibrator is still humming, you start tickling my balls instead. The vibrations, together with the intense, ticklish sensation is once again overpowering.
“I’m getting really close again. Can I come this time, please? Please, please, please?”
You turn off the vibrator.
“No. You still have some time to go before I tell you if you won your coin flip.”
You briefly caress my chest, and give me a long, passionate kiss before you return your attention to how to teasing and torturing me, this time opting to lightly pinch my arms and my sides.
“OW.”
“Are you enjoying the pain? I might have to borrow that vibrator soon. Let’s see if it still has power.”
You turn on the toy again, but this time on high, which, combined with my general horniness and desperation, only takes a few seconds to get me close.
“Please, ma’am, this is so intense, I’m getting super close. Please let me come.”
“No.”
You turn it off again.
“Guess that was too much. Maybe you need a longer break this time. I feel a poking sensation on my chest. Apparently you got some wooden skewers, and are now pressing them against my skin. You methodically circle my nipples, that have just about recovered from their earlier ordeal, before poking them directly. You then scrape with the skewers down over my chest towards my crotch. You give my balls a few pokes each, as I wince, less out pain, and more out of fear.
“This is fun, I can see you flinch every time I poke you, and it’s making me horny.”
You remove the vibrator from my penis, but I can hear it being put to good use on your vulva instead.
“Don’t move.”
I stay still on my back, while you pleasure yourself next to me. As you get more and more aroused, you start pinching me hard, grabbing every fold of flesh you can find.
“OW.”
“Yes, does it hurt? I like pinching you.”
You moan with pleasure, and suddenly grab my balls, squeezing them tight.
“AAAAH, that’s so good. Do you like it when I come, right next to you?”
“Yes, ma’am, I love it.”
“OOOH. MHM. HAHAHA. SO GOOD.”
You are shaking as you hold onto my balls, and I can feel the pleasure taking you almost as if I got to come, too.
“Oh wow, that was another strong one. And you still don’t know if you will be allowed to have one today or not. Let’s see.”
You return the vibrator to my penis, and turn it on again, of course on low with a slow, pulsing pattern.
“Did you enjoy my orgasm? That might be the last one you get to experience today…”
“Yes, it sounded like you really enjoyed it. It makes me very horny when you come.”
“Good, I want you horny. Imagine having to wait another week after this long 50 day denial, and with all the teasing from today. I could have you penetrate me every day, just to feel your hard penis, and you get nothing. And then, next week, we’ll flip a coin again.”
“So I lost the coin flip earlier?”
“Maybe. I’m not saying. But what if you did? How horny do you think you’ll be after another week?”
The vibrator is still humming on low as I ponder your question. Fifty days is already a record, and another week seems impossible. Thinking about it, of course, makes me even more horny, and I soon feel another edge approaching.
“Please tell me if I won the flip? I’m getting close again. Please let me come.”
“No.”
You laugh as you turn the vibrator off again.
“We’re still not done.”
You return your attention to my nipples, starting with the left one, and poke the skewers into it from all sides, before repeating the same on the other side.
“Mhm, pointy. Does it hurt?”
“Only a little bit.”
“Hmm, maybe I should move to more fun parts, then.”
You do just that as you needle my balls with the pointy ends of the skewers.
“Owowow.”
“See, much better! Let’s see how much you can focus on pleasure while I do that.”
You turn the vibrator on again, and continue teasing my balls with the skewers.
“Owwww.”
Despite the distraction, the vibrations are potent enough to bring me to new heights of arousal. It does not take long for me to get tantalizingly close to the orgasm I’ve been waiting so long for.
“Please, please, please, can I come, please? PLEASE!”
“No.”
You turn the vibrator off again, and I groan in frustration.
“Aww, you really seem to be suffering. Do you want me to stop? We can always try again next week…”
“No, please don’t stop now. I need to come.”
“Well, we still don’t know if you are allowed to. Or I should say: *You* don’t know. Haha.”
