I wake up to my hands cuffed above my head, legs tied down. I’m not blindfolded or gagged, but the room is dark, silent.
“Daddy?” I call out timidly.
“Yes baby?” You say, from somewhere behind me. I twist frantically to see you but I’m too restricted.
“You’re there.” I say with relief.
“I am sweetie. Do you know why you’re *there*?”
“… No daddy.” I say, lying. I know full well what I did.
“Are you sure?”
I distracted daddy while he was busy because I was too much of a cumslut to wait. I made him have to fuck me into so he’d get some peace.
I knew he’d punish me for it.
A thrill runs up my spine.
“I… I was naughty.” I say, my voice small.
“Mhmm. You were such a greedy little slut that you couldn’t wait for daddy to finish. You had to demand, didn’t you?”
“Yes…”
“Now, I think you’ve had more than enough cum for this week. Mine or yours. You’ll have to go hungry.”
“But daddy that’s another three days without cum!” I squeak.
“Well you’ll learn not to be such a selfish slut then. And don’t worry, I will be testing you. Starting now.”
You flick the lights on and I can see that you have toys lined up on the dresser beside me. Vibes, butt plugs, my largest dildo…
“You’re going to find out what frustration is, angel.”
That makes my core tighten.
You hold up a small rabbit-tail plug, lube it up slowly, taking your time.
I gasp as one cold finger presses into my asshole, joined by another, stretching me. They’re replaced by the plug, and I moan as the widest part stretches me.
As soon as it’s in you repeat the process with the dildo, your hand just managing it’s girth. You clamp my mouth shut as you push it in, but my muffled scream still echoes around the room. I’m not used to taking it straight away, I have to work up to it-
“You’re going to take it. All of it.”
And you push it to the base.
It stretches my unused pussy so much, almost to the point of pain. Between it and the plug I’m completely full.
Finally you grab my favourite vibe, only a little bullet, but it’s super strong. You flick it to the lowest setting, slip it into the little pocket of my panties.
You yank my head back by the hair so I have to look you in the eyes.
“Remember. No cumming.” You say, and leave.
I’m so full, whimpering, lost in a haze of pleasure. The seconds tick by slowly, time moving like sludge. The vibrations aren’t strong enough to do anything more than make me hungry. Need more. I rock against the toys uselessly, finding no purchase to fuck myself with them. I need some, any stimulation.
I’m getting increasingly desperate as you walk in.
To my surprise, you chuckle. “What’s wrong baby? Do you need something?”
I have enough sense left to shake my head.
I’m a mess though. Flushed, sweaty, feverish. My hair sticks to my face with it. You brush it away.
“Are you sure about that?”
You remove your trousers, boxers, step into my eyeline so I can see everything. You stroke yourself, cock mouth-wateringly hard already.
I realise I’m drooling, but I’m too tied up to do anything about it.
“Such a little whore for my cock. Awww… You need it so bad don’t you?”
I nod eagerly, eyes shining. I don’t care how much of a mess I am for you. I just need your cock.
Your voice hardens. “Too bad. You can’t have it, slut. This is what you get for being a tease.”
You stroke your cock faster, harder, at seeing my little body so needy and so completely helpless to do anything about it.
Wetness is pooling beneath me, between my thighs. You switch the vibrator up and I’m struggling to cope, pussy squeezing around the dildo, eyes fixated on your cock.
“Don’t. Cum.”
I can only moan in response, pleasure-pain drunk.
“Daddy’s gonna cum all over you and leave. You aren’t going to touch a drop.”
I nod shakily.
You fire thick ropes of cum over my breasts and neck, painting me with it.
Then you grab your clothes, switch off the vibrator and leave. I hear the lock click shut. I’ve been abandoned, tied up in frustration and a puddle of my own juices, still being penetrated by both toys, and I’m covered in your seed. It’s possibly the best night of my life.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/qd43px/deny_me