A Game of Tease and Denial Ch. 01

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I’m lying on my back, with my wrists and ankles tied to the bed. My Mistress is standing over me and I have a perfect view of her gorgeous wet pussy and arsehole. As I look down between her legs I can see her beautiful tits swaying as she pounds my cock. The Femdom hour is nearly up and after four days of not being allowed to even touch my cock I’m finally going to be allowed to cum. Or so I think.

Mistress drags her nails up the underside of my shaft, bringing a hiss from my lips as I saviour her delicious torment. I love the feel of her nails on my cock and balls and the need to cum is suddenly even more urgent than before. But Mistress has other plans, and as usual, it’s all my own fault.

You see, during the last month I told my wife/Mistress about a blog I’d been reading concerning ‘Male Chastity’, and how hot I found the idea of her controlling my orgasms. At first Mistress was a bit unsure and even a well thought over explanation didn’t really seem to convince her, but it seemed Mistress had overcome her reservations (perhaps after reading how the writer of the blog warns her male readers to be ‘careful what they wish for’ as in her experience women tend to overcome their initial reluctance rather suddenly and often get rather more enthusiastic about the concept than their partners had envisaged!). Whatever the reasoning, Mistress had decided it was time for me to experience it for myself.

“Are you getting close slave?” she asked, rubbing my cock firmly with one hand, while reaching back between her legs to rub her pussy just inches from my face.

“Yes Mistress,” I moaned, staring up at her fingers twitching between the moist folds of her delicious cunt.

“Good, but don’t get too excited because I need to ask you something first.”

She repositioned herself on her knees between my legs. She began stroking me again with her right hand while using her left to squeeze my aching balls.

“Oh these feel nice and full slave, I don’t really need to ask if you followed my instructions about not touching your cock, because I know you wouldn’t disobey me, but tell me anyway, I like to be reassured.”

“I followed your instructions to the letter Mistress.”

“So you haven’t touched your poor aching cock since Wednesday?”

“No Mistress.”

“And you DEFINITELY haven’t cum?”

“No Mistress, definitely not.”

“Good. Because if I do allow you to cum, I want to there to be a good quantity for you to swallow. Do you promise me there will be a good quantity for you to swallow slave?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“Good, but first slave… I have a question for you, well, more of a challenge really. I know you’ve been reading çanakkale escort that blog on the internet and I wondered if you might want to try that for yourself?” Having read enough of the blog to know that blithely saying ‘yes’ to a request like this was a recipe for regret, I was cautious in my response.

“Possibly Mistress.”

“Possibly slave, what sort of answer is that, I thought you liked the idea of me having total control of your cock?”

“I do Mistress, it’s just that…. I don’t want to bite off more than I can chew.”

“I see slave… and how much do you think you can, er, chew?”

“Erm, well, maybe ten to fourteen days Mistress.”

“I see….well, that sounds reasonable. I know the desperation doesn’t really kick in for at least a week, and that’s without me teasing you, and I will be teasing you slave, you know that don’t you?”

“I hope so Mistress.”

“You hope so? Hahaha, oh slave, you are going to regret those words, so very much!”

Mistress bent down and ran her tongue over the head over my cock a few times.

“Well, okay slave, I agree to your proposal of ten to fourteen days….but, it starts NOW. I know you haven’t cum for four days already, but I make the rules, and besides… that means you’ll start feeling the ‘benefits’ by Wednesday or Thursday instead of wasting a full seven days waiting for it to kick in. Of course, that does mean that you might end up waiting a little longer than you thought overall, but I’m sure you don’t mind really…you live to please your Mistress after all, isn’t that right slave?”

“Yes Mistress.”

Mistress leaned forward again and took the head of my cock into her mouth, her tongue flicked around the head and I felt my hips moving slightly as she teased me. She raised her head.

“How does that feel slave, to be so close, but to know that you can’t cum unless I say so.”

“Frustrating Mistress…but I love it.”

“We’ll see if you still love it in two weeks won’t we slave?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“Hmm, there is an alternative slave, which you might like to hear….”

“Yes Mistress, thank you Mistress.”

“…I could let you cum now, BUT there’s a catch.”

Mistress sat up straight, her hands placed flat on her thighs.

“If you want to cum now you can, but what I will do is…I will go and get dressed in my normal clothes and then I’ll come back in here and untie you. Then you can kneel on the floor and jerk yourself off into your hand and lick it clean. And that’s what you’ll be doing for the next two weeks too slave. Maybe every day, maybe every other day, maybe less, maybe more, whatever takes my fancy. But there’s çeşme escort one thing you CAN be sure of slave, I won’t so much as touch it until the two weeks are up. Do you understand slave?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“Good, do you have any questions slave?”

“Err, yes Mistress.”

Mistress raised an eyebrow

“Ask away slave.”

“What happens if I cum before you allow me to Mistress?”

“Then you will have failed my test slave and I will not be happy.”

“Am I allowed to touch my cock Mistress?”

“No, although I can’t for the life of me think why you would want to, it’s going to be hard enough for you without making it any harder.”

“Will I have to lick my cum up when I eventually cum Mistress?”

“Only if you cum without permission.”

I couldn’t think of any more questions and after another minute or so Mistress asked “any more questions slave?”

“No Mistress. Not that I can think of right now.”

“Good slave.”

She waited a few more seconds and then continued “….so, have you decided which it is to be slave?”

“Whatever pleases you Mistress.”

“Oh that’s a very good answer slave… although as I’m sure you know which one I wanted you to choose I’m almost tempted to make you do the other one… Hmm, it would be so deliciously humiliating to make you jerk off in front of me like that wouldn’t it slave?”

My cock twitched as she asked me the question, and I answered with a dry throat.

“Yes Mistress.”

“There’s a twisted part of you that would love that isn’t there slave?”

“Yes Mistress. If it pleases you Mistress.”

She smiled warmly and ran her fingertip very, very softly up the underside of my straining length.

“Hmm, I don’t know, now that I’ve got it into my head to spend the next two weeks teasing you and making you ache for release, it seems a shame to give that up….”

Her finger reached the tip of my shaft and she circled the head with it, her tongue flicking across her lips as she made her final decision.

“Of course we could toss a coin….but, no….I think I’ve made up my mind.”

She curled her fingers around my cock and started to stroke it with hardly any ‘grip’ at all, it felt amazing, my cock was so fucking hard and I was already aching to cum, I was almost wishing she would chose the second option, but deep down I knew what I really wanted.

“Tell me when you are close slave, I don’t want any accidents.”

“Yes Mistress,” I breathed.

She continued her stroking, light as a feather, but even so, within a minute I was feeling the unmistakable beginnings of orgasm.

“Getting close Mistress,” I managed to gasp.

She diyarbakır escort let go immediately, her eyes focussed on my cock as it twitched in the air, my chest rising and falling as I breathed deeply.

“You’re going to get a lot closer than that before the week is out slave. I’m going to have you ‘one stroke’ from cumming, and you’d better learn to hold it back, because if you

don’t, I will let go faster than you can say ‘ruined orgasm’. Do you understand slave?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“And then, of course, I’ll have to think of a suitable punishment slave. Could be a sound paddling for your backside, maybe a week without any release except for having my strap-on buried in your ass every night, I’m sure you’d come sooner or later ….or maybe I’ll just make you start over.”

My jaw was trembling as I listened to her speaking.

“Thank you Mistress.”

“One more thing slave.”

“Yes Mistress.”

“I’m going to give you a safeword, which is ‘RED’. If you say it, I will ask you to repeat it, if you don’t then I will ignore it, if you do repeat it then the game will stop. If this happens I will not expect you to ask me to play this game again, do you understand?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“That doesn’t mean we won’t play the game again, if it pleases me. But if you ask me then it will be put back until such time as I feel it appropriate. Do you understand?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“Good, slave.”

She climbed on top of me and crouched over my twitching meat, rubbing the head gently up and down her wet pussy lips. Then she let go and my cock sprang back against my stomach. She leaned forward until her face was right next to mine and whispered in my ear.

“Do you have any idea what you’ve started slave? Your poor balls are going to be so full, you will be literally begging me to let you cum…”

She gently started to slide her dripping cunt up and down the underside of my still twitching cock.

“…but you’ll still get to make me cum, of course. I’m sure your desperation will make you an even better pussy licker than you already are. I mean… who knows, maybe if you do a truly exceptional job, maybe, just maybe I’ll let you cum a little sooner?”

I felt my balls start to churn and I knew if she didn’t stop this immediately this game would be over before it had even begun.

“Getting close Mistress.”

She moaned as she rubbed her lips against my cock a few more times.

“Very close Mistress!!!” I pleaded.

She lifted her pussy away from my twitching shaft, and studied my face as I struggled to maintain control, even after the contact was broken. After a few seconds she sensed I had regained control.

“That was more like it,” she purred as she reached down between her legs and stroked her clit. “Now I’m going to untie you and you’re going to eat my pussy and make me cum again.”

“Yes Mistress, thank you Mistress.”

(to be continued)

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