My back arched, as the whip cracked down hard against my glorious ass. Most likely bruised from the tantalising neglect being given to me by my Master.
I have been strung up for almost 20 minutes, the ache in my arms and vibrations coursing through my body are mind shattering. The rope holding my arms ;high above my body,is fierce , biting into the flesh. A harsh tug to my clamped nipples sends electricity coursing through me.
I’m going to cum.
I can feel myself dripping down my naked wet thighs, Following tracks of the now hardened wax from earlier. My master greedily soaking up my essence with his piercing eyes.
“Please” I beg “let me cum”.
A hard and fast crack of the whip ensures my worst fear… he’s not going to let me cum.
I hear a flick of a switch and the vibrations are set to full power. I can’t handle this, it’s too intense… please.
I beg but it’s too late. Ive hit my peak and im about to cum…
When everything comes to halt.
“No please” I beg.
“Listen here you greedy little whore, you will come when I tell you to and only then. Do I make myself clear?”
Yes master…
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/4kfqcj/should_i_continue_bdsm_orgasm_denial
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