[FM] My Little Game

Long time lurker, first time poster. I’m not a good creative writer by any means, but I have to share this recent development of a game I created for my little sub.

I [23M] am currently with the girl [21F] of my dreams, /u/KoalaBear6969. Recently, we have started to explore the BDSM world, specifically the D/s realm. She’s my little whore, and no boys, you can’t have her.

Back over the holidays, we bought a couple of sex toys for ourselves. I bought Riley Reid’s Fleshlight (which I recommend, not bad), and she bought the original Hitachi wand. My beautiful little slut already has a nice little collection of vibrators and other toys, and now she has found her masterpiece. She has had a history of having some trouble cumming, but after some patience and experimenting, we have found that vibrators are a wonderful friend. With the wand, my girl can cum as fast as five minutes, which is a new record for her. She especially loves thrusting her ass up in the air for me, with her soaking wet pussy gleaming back at me. I will gladly fuck her tight wet cunt while she presses that wand against her puffy clit.

One night a couple of weeks ago, I decided to create a game on the fly. We both laid down and face each other, naked, legs spread out. I have the wand in my hand, plugged in and ready to go. I open the stopwatch app on my phone and let the games begin. Before I do anything, I weigh out times where she has been a good girl and a bad girl to me. Good girls deserve quality time with the wand on their clit. Bad girls should be punished and denied wand time. On this Sunday evening of our play time, I recalled her being a good girl for cooking me a delicious dinner the night before.

*flips switch and places wand on clit*

She moans. Her eyes roll back in her head, and her huge, D-sized tits bounce slightly. For giving me such a good dinner, she deserves 30 seconds of wand time.

However, she was a bad girl for me earlier that day, because she threw a dry-erase marker at me for lovingly making fun of her. Sir doesn’t forget that.

Stop the clock. Reset it back to zero. Turn off the wand and remove it from her clit. She whimpers. Aww, so desperate.

“I remember you throwing that marker at me earlier today. One minute with no wand.” I start the clock.

“What??? Noooooooo!!!” my exasperated little whore cries.

“I don’t forget what was wrong to me,” I say as I swipe my finger across her hot little pink lips. She’s soaked. I wet my fingers from her juices and stroke my rock-hard cock. She bites her lips, not sure if she wants it in her mouth or in her tight little hole. 30 seconds remain.

“Even though you were a bad girl, I also remember you fetching me a glass of water earlier today. I appreciate that. Thank you. Good girl. You’ll be rewarded with 2 minutes of pleasure.”

Her eyes widen in bliss and relief, as if the wand has already touched her pretty pink slit. I remove my hand from my dick and trail my fingers across the inside of her hips. She inches herself forward to get my hand close to her pussy. Bad move.

“Did I tell you to move?!? You’ve earned yourself 30 more seconds of no wand,” I recoil. She had 15 seconds remaining until this minute was over with. Now it’s 45 seconds remaining. Pity.

“Oh come on!! I didn’t do anything wrong!” she complained.

“Yeah, go ahead, keep talking. You see where that’s getting you,” I snapped back. Now, she’s getting the message. She presses her lips shut. Her eyes pierce across different sides of the room, showing that she wants to mouth off to me again.

“You got something to say?” I mock to her.

“Mmm-mmm,” she innocently retorts.

20 seconds remaining.

*click*

*bzzzzzzzzzzzzz*

Her eyes shut in anticipation, but slowly open up again. 10 more seconds. Her mouth opens as she stares at my phone, watching the seconds tick away.

Five. Four.

3.

2.

1.

Stop the clock. Reset.

“Remember, you’ll have two minutes of pleasure. For now. Be a good girl, and you’ll maintain that two minutes. Be a bad girl, and you’ll fuck it up. Got it?”

“Yes sir,” she eagerly replies.

“Good girl.”

I s.l.o.w.l.y. run the wand across her inner thighs, conveniently jumping over her pussy each time. I occasionally move a little south to send vibrations to her sexy little asshole. Yes, we’re getting into some anal play, too.

I gently press the head of the wand on her clit. Clock starts.

She yelps in shock, as if she’s forgotten what that sensation is like.

*click* I turn it off, and stop the clock. Not even 5 seconds have passed. She gasps in frustration, and glares at me.

“You know I just have to say…you look really fucking sexy when you’re surrounded with such pleasure. Just so you know.”

Her expression lightens up. “Thank you sir. May we continue please?”

I smile. “Yes. We may.”

*click* Start the clock.

This time, I press it hard into her throbbing clit, and she almost screams. The sensation is too much, but I keep it there for just a second or two, just to get my point across that I am in control of her. I back off, and she’s lost in her own world. I pass the wand to my other hand, careful to not disturb her pleasure this time. I start stroking myself again. Fuck, this feels good. I can only keep up this act for so long. I start to break down.

She’s going to cum for me. I’m not going to stop.

The seconds tick by. Her breathing, which was deep before, is now becoming shorter. There’s more urgency. Her demeanor is changing. Her puffy nipples are erect and eager, as is the rest of her body.

The vibrations continue, but seem stronger than ever before. She whimpers and moans more and more. She’s getting close. I briefly move the wand rapidly back and forth on her clit just for extra effect. She approves by her reactions.

I press down more. There’s no turning back now. I mean business. One minute and 45 seconds have passed. Looks like she’ll take longer than the 2 minutes I told her before, but I’m more than willing to wait.

The moans become yells.

One minute and 55 seconds have passed.

The yells become screams.

She’s screaming loud, probably alerting the neighbors in our apartment complex. “I’M CUMMING FUCK MEEEEEEEEEEE”

I keep that wand glued to her clit so she can ride out her orgasm for as long as possible. Screaming, yelling, moaning, voice cracking, panting. That is how a woman should be treated in bed.

The sensations overwhelm, and I back off accordingly, and turn off the wand. Stop the clock. She’s breathing so hard, trying to catch herself. I handed her the water bottle that I keep on my bedside table. She gladly accepted, taking several large sips.

“Good girl,” I commended her.

“Thank you sir. I love you,” she exhaustingly replied. Poor thing is tired.

She relaxed more and we absolutely fucked later, which was just as fun. So began the development of this game that I literally just made up as I went along. Guess my theatre background from middle school and high school paid off in later years in ways I didn’t expect.

I hope you enjoyed. Let this be a reason why you cum tonight.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/84si9s/fm_my_little_game