A Different Kind of Orgasm...

Mistress had another very hard orgasm tonight, her first of 2017. Afterwards she set about teasing me and I was soon rock hard (very relieved about that, as I wasn’t entirely confident I would be). After some really lovely teasing Mistress brought me to the edge and after I’d warned her I was close she gave me a few more strokes and then slapped my cock a few times, and then my balls once. It felt amazing and I begged her to slap my balls again.

Mistress slapped my balls and cock several times as my cum leaked out, if anything it intensified the ruination as it felt like the pressure was building and building there was no pleasurable spurting, just a large amount of cum leaked onto my stomach. It really did feel incredible, and I wonder now what it would feel like to have my balls slapped while I was having a real orgasm.

Pretty fucking awesome I should imagine!

Happy New Year!

The last week has been okay, last night we spent a really great night with our friends at their house. It was a very low key night, very chilled, in fact we almost missed the fireworks on TV. It was kind of an anti-party New Year’s Eve, which was exactly what we needed.

I can’t tell you how glad I am to see the back of 2016, and as soon as we got home I took down the tree and the decorations. Not that 2016 was all bad, because it wasn’t. In fact the first nine months were great, but the last three utterly sucked.

I really don’t get on with the Christmas holidays, not least because it’s like a massive slap in the face. Well you got through another year and you’re still overweight. I think that’s what pisses me off so much, my failure to resolve that one part of my life has these repercussions on other parts.

So this year I am determined to sort myself out, and also to rebuild the Femdom side of our relationship which has slipped from slight to non-existent. First thing I need to do is make sure that I kiss Mistress’s feet every day again, let’s be honest this thing is never going to progress any further if we let it slip back to nothing, so I think that’s very important.

On a more positive note, Mistress has had a couple of HUGE orgasms these last few days, the one on the 27th was particularly impressive, and that made me very happy. Hopefully we can build on that and get back to a better level of ‘service’. This year (Apr-Mar) looks set to be our worst (statistically) since we started the blog, which is not good, but hopefully we can build some momentum in the next three months and start the next Chastity year up and running.

I’m going to be a lot more structured this year, I’ve decided I need to organize myself better and make plans and give myself lists to ensure I remember to do things. For example, I am supposed to do these flexibility exercises for my back, but I always forget. You wouldn’t think I would, especially as I have a bad back so often, but it’s not that I can’t be bothered it’s just that I completely forget I’m supposed to do them.

So tomorrow I will be assembling some lists with targets for things like that, household chores and also things like writing stories. Seeing as I only managed to write one story this year (which is pathetic, given how many ideas I came up with) I am going to be conservative and target four in 2017, after all that’s only one every three months. If I can’t manage that then that’s pretty rubbish.

In other news, we now have a part time cat, who lives over the road but has spent the afternoon with us. It’s quite nice to have a part time cat, without any of the responsibility, at least while we decide if we want another one or not.

Well I hope you all had a good Christmas and New Year, and I’m looking forward to a positive and productive 2017.

A Fantasy Realized!

As you can imagine, this weekend hasn’t been an easy one, and very late last night Mistress decided to allow me to cum. Of course I didn’t know that (for sure) but I kind of had an inkling and somehow I had a feeling that I knew exactly what she was going to do afterwards as well. Of course that could easily have been wishful thinking but as I started to get close and warned Mistress that I was getting near the point of no return she stroked me harder than before and wrapped her lips around my throbbing cock.

I can’t even remember the last time I came in Mistress’s mouth, I remember it, and I remember that I was on the sofa with Mistress on her knees in front of me. I think I looked it up a while ago and it was 2012.. let me check.

Well, there you go, it was indeed September 2012, just over 4 years ago. Wow!

As soon as I finished cumming Mistress moved up the bed and kissed me, and I just knew that she was about to feed me my cum from her lips, just as I have been fantasizing about for ever. And that’s exactly what happened, it was all over incredibly quickly, but very hot all the same.  

An Orgasm for Me!

Apologies once more for the lack of posts of late, this is partly due to not really having anything to say, and also because I am spending some time setting up another (unrelated) blog. Anyone who blogs will tell you it takes longer than you think to set one up and mine is no different.

However, last night gave me something to write about.

Wednesday night was lovely, Mistress had a nice orgasm on my tongue and then she teased me pretty hard. I was certainly left desperate to cum but I was a little disappointed that Mistress hadn’t cum harder. I always feel a little ‘out of practice’ after a few days without worshiping Mistress’s gorgeous and thought I could have done better.

Thankfully last night I felt more sure of myself and Mistress certainly had a very hard orgasm (whether that was down to me or not is open to conjecture of course) so I felt a lot better about it. Mistress got me hard and I thought it was going to be another hard teasing session, but very quickly Mistress told me she wanted me inside her and I moved between her legs and slid my cock inside her warm and very wet pussy.

I do love it when Mistress rides my cock, but it feels different when I am on top, I don’t want to say ‘better’, maybe it’s the novelty of the situation, after all I don’t get to go on top very often any more! I was feeling pretty under control as I kissed Mistress while I gently slid my cock in and out of her, but I think Mistress wanted me to cum inside her sooner rather than later because very quickly she turned onto her side. Mistress knows this makes it harder for me because I can’t resist looking at her gorgeous ass and she knows this turns me on.

In the process of turning over however, Mistress managed to stub her toe on my knee (don’t even ask how) and things could have quickly gone off the boil… as I watched Mistress wincing in pain I could feel my cock wilting. Thankfully Mistress grabbed my cock and fed it back inside her before I completely lost it and I was soon fucking her as fast as I could without losing it.

I started to slow down a little, but Mistress ordered me to go faster and harder and I had to warn her that I couldn’t without cumming. She told me she wanted me to cum inside her and hearing that I picked up the pace and within not very long at all I could feel my cum exploding inside her. I pumped a good 34 days worth of cum into her soaking pussy and then she ordered me to lay down on my back.

Mistress quickly straddled my head and I licked her pussy as (some of) my cum oozed out into my mouth, it was very hot and I would have loved to have carried on licking Mistress much longer than she allowed.

So, inevitably it’s back to day one, but as Harry Haversackers said I don’t really feel like cumming sets me back to ’empty’ anymore. I think after you go a certain amount of time it would take more than one ‘proper’ orgasm to really go back to zero, which is a good thing of course, no one wants to go back to absolute zero after all. Much better to only have to fall back so far.

Right, I have to make chilli, I hope you’re all having a good weekend.

FEMDOM SESSION 4th September 2016

My longest period of chastity yet has finally come to an end. My last orgasm was on the 23rd of June, which I reckon makes the new record 72 days, a whole ten days longer than the previous record, which was (coincidentally) set on the 23rd of June 2016!

I went into our session today, thinking it was more than likely that Mistress would have me cum and when it came down to it, I had absolutely no reservations about cumming whatsoever. Yes tomorrow I’ll be waking up on day one again, but it’s amazing how quickly it goes by and before you know it you’re two weeks in and then it’s not long until your first ruin and… then it’s 35 days and you can’t quite believe it already!

I think Mistress probably expected me to get close while she was stroking my cock, my tongue buried in her ass… but I held back magnificently. But after that she straddled me and rode my cock, looking down at me looking as sexy as hell with her red lipstick on and it started to get harder and harder to resist.

Mistress piled on the pressure, talking about how wet her pussy was and how good my cock felt inside her and how much I must want her to let me shoot in her pussy after so long. Eventually I cracked and told her I was getting close. Mistress smiled and pounded my cock harder still, telling me to cum inside her.

It felt pretty fucking amazing, I can tell you. I haven’t cum inside my gorgeous Mistress since April (134 days, also a new record), so that was something I was really longing to do. And her pussy felt incredible as she milked my cock dry… no sooner had I finished cumming and she was up and dropping her soaking pussy on my face for me to lick her clean. To be honest there wasn’t much to clean up, my cum was planted deep inside her, but it was still very hot anyway.

Mistress was pretty amazing throughout the whole session, I particularly liked when she talked about edging me and slapping the cum out of my balls. I really hope she does that one day soon. And watching her sliding down on my cock from behind was pretty awesome… Not to mention I had some very, very intense strap-on play. That was something else… very intense and definitely made me rethink the need for a bigger strap-on!

I am thinking seriously about getting another glass dildo like Mistress R’s, for my own use. Ages ago, Mistress used her dildo on my by mistake (she had her dildo in one hand and the ring end dildo in the other and she pushed hers inside me!). I knew straight away it wasn’t the ring-end one and it felt okay. Sometimes the ring end one just won’t stay inside me, which is why I bought the glass butt plug, but that is a bit too wide and is a nightmare to get out (Mistress certainly can’t do it with her nails) plus she can’t ‘fuck’ me with it. I would really like for Mistress to edge me and then fuck my ass until I ruin, I am sure that would be the most frustrating orgasm ever. 

Mistress did look absolutely gorgeous today, she looks amazing when she’s full on into the session, so beautiful, sexy, hot and just fucking WOW!

Another awesome session, and another period of denial is over.

Stan's Question.

I had a comment left on my blog yesterday from Stan, which basically asked what’s the best way to hold back from cumming when you are denied so that your Mistress can cum with you inside her. Now I wrote a pretty large post, which was almost entirely waffle and didn’t answer Stan’s question in the slightest… so I decided to start again and perhaps ask for input from my readers?

For me one of the most difficult things to get used to about long term chastity and having Mistress decide when I am allowed inside her, is that she doesn’t require my cock inside her half as much as I thought she would. I am okay with that now, but for a while it was difficult to understand…

That and the fact that Mistress R doesn’t cum from penetration renders my input here a little limited, but still I do have to hold back when Mistress does decide to ride my cock. The first thing I would say is that it’s a lot easier for me to hold back if Mistress is on top, mainly because it takes the ‘thrusting’ out of the equation (at least to some extent), most guys can’t really ‘thrust’ that long without cumming, so a chastised guy is really pushing his luck.

As I understand it, it’s generally accepted that the ‘on top’ position is best for a lot of women (desperately trying to avoid generalisation here but…) so this kinda works hand in hand, but I know some guys find staying hard difficult when the woman is on top (never had that problem myself – if I can’t stay hard it’s not the position). Stan hasn’t gone into too much detail so maybe his Mistress is already on top, I don’t know…

Long time friend of the blog Harry Haversackers has written before about how his wife uses numbing cream and a condom to render his cock er… numb, so that she can ride it without him feeling a thing and thus not cumming. I can’t remember if he used a cock ring as well, I’m guessing so as to me that complete lack of sensation would mean it would be tough to stay hard…

As for thinking of ‘baseball’, well I’ve never found that to be particularly effective (and not least because I don’t know the first thing about baseball, being English – we call it Rounders don’t we?), I do find myself going into a bit of what I can only describe as a ‘trance’ (bit poncey I know) where I am partially disengaged. I can’t really describe how it happens, I could imagine it being a bit like Yoga where you breathe a certain way and relax your body, it’s just something that’s evolved over the years and I certainly couldn’t tell you how to do it, but there may be others on the internet who can.

Truthfully, from reading blogs over the years I can’t think of anyone who is denied long term who can last a long time without cumming. But Stan hasn’t specified whether he means that his wife wants him inside her when she cums or whether she wants him to ‘fuck’ her to orgasm.

I would suggest maybe getting her close (with your tongue?) and then having her ride your cock to orgasm or just try using a dildo (glass is totally recommended) while you lick her pussy. Maybe it’s the sensation of being full she likes, and from my own experience Mistress R really, really likes her glass dildo!

So come on guys, let’s hear you comments below, how do you do it?

A Couple of Landmarks (Almost) Reached...

Now that I’ve surpassed my previous record of 64 days, every day is a new record, and today marks 68 days since my last proper orgasm. But seeing as it’s the 30th of August today, and seeing as I know I won’t be getting release tomorrow (because Mistress R is visiting her friend for the evening) it’s safe to assume that I will make it through a second month in a row without having been allowed to cum. That’s a first, even though my previous record was 64 days it only included one full calendar month. Also, even if Mistress let me cum on Thursday, that would still mean I went 70 days without an orgasm!

The Bank Holiday weekend being a little bit of a disaster in the intimacy department, it had been five days since Mistress had last cum. Thankfully I got to rectify that this evening and Mistress had a lovely orgasm on my tongue. Afterwards I got to worship her beautiful feet for a while and then Mistress decided it was time for my teasing.

Mistress sucked and stroked my cock and brought me quite close, but not close enough for me to have to warn her I might cum. However, just as I was thinking about asking if I could worship her gorgeous ass, Mistress straddled me and sank down onto my throbbing cock. I say throbbing because it really was throbbing, and it felt super-hard as well. I pushed my cock up inside Mistress’s very tight pussy and knew that this was going to end with me cumming inside Mistress unless we were very careful.

After a few moments the feeling of caution passed a little, and Mistress started to ride my cock. It felt incredible and ‘part’ of me really wanted her to grant permission for me to shoot inside her. Mistress pulled her lacy bra down under her beautiful breasts and exposed her gorgeous and hard nipples. Although I see Mistress’s naked body every day, for some reason she has this ‘annoying’ habit of wearing bra’s when we are actually in bed having ‘sex’, I think she does it on purpose, because she knows I want to see her gorgeous breasts…

Usually Mistress waits for me to beg for her to take her bra off when she’s riding my cock, but I think in this instance she correctly assumed that I wasn’t going to ask, simply because I was already struggling enough not to cum, without the added visual stimulus of Mistress’s sexy boobs right in my face. So instead of waiting, or even prompting me to beg, Mistress decided just to expose herself to me and let me struggle with it.

Pretty much as soon as she’d pushed her bra down, Mistress leaned forward and had me suck on her nipples, then she sat back up and started riding my cock again. As if that wasn’t enough, she then reached back behind herself and started slapping my balls as she fucked me. She must have slapped my balls about 8 times I think, not too hard, but with my poor, 68 days denied cock cloaked in her tight, silky pussy this was really testing my willpower and resolve. In fact there was a point where I thought I had not just raced up to the edge, but tipped over, but somehow, incredibly, I managed to hang on by my fingertips!

Even though it made things incredibly difficult for me, I absolutely love it when Mistress slaps my balls as she rides my cock. There are a number of ways I’d love to cum with Mistress slapping my balls as I shoot, and pumping my load inside her gorgeous pussy would definitely be one of them!

Mistress ceased the slapping, but rode my cock a little while longer, before sliding off and grabbing my cock. She gave it a few brisk strokes and then let go, leaving it quivering and desperate for more of her attention. But, save for one more slap (sadly, something of a miss-hit) that was my lot for the night.

“I’m not going to let you cum tonight,” she said. “You’re going to have to wait a few more days, you can do that for me can’t you?”

“Yes Mistress.” I replied.

As usual, part of me wants to cum and part of me really doesn’t. But as always, I’ll have to trust Mistress to make the decision on my behalf. Given that we’re in new territory now I’m kind of expecting her to let me cum anytime soon, but of course part of me hopes she just keeps ruining me, after all 100 days isn’t that far away, is it?

DO YOU THINK I'M EVIL? (Written August 2016)

“I have a question for you slave and I want you to answer honestly…”

Karen’s hand moved up and down her slave’s cock at a steady pace. Not too fast and not too slow, keeping him stimulated but not heading for the edge. It was far too early for that…

“Do you think I’m evil?”

“No Goddess,” moaned Dean.

Karen looked disappointed and squeezed his cock a little harder on the next few strokes.

“Really! Oh dear… that means I’m failing then, doesn’t it? After all I’m sure you said you wanted me to be ‘evil’ to you, didn’t you? You said you wanted me to be completely merciless… in fact, if I remember correctly you said you wanted me to be a totally heartless bitch, didn’t you? And I promised I would, didn’t I?”

Dean groaned in agreement.

“Don’t forget, this was your idea, you made me promise to never go back, no matter what you said, no matter how bad it got, no matter how much you begged, you made me promise to never let you enjoy a proper orgasm again, didn’t you?”

“Yes Goddess…”

“I know I’ve made it hard for you, and that’s what you wanted too, isn’t it? You didn’t want me to make it easy for you, you wanted every orgasm to be completely excruciating didn’t you?”

Dean whimpered as Karen grabbed the dildo that was protruding from his ass and gave it a volley of violent strokes, punishing his prostate and stretching his tight hole at the same time.

“And yet you still can’t quite believe that I won’t show you compassion, that I won’t show you mercy at the last second. Even though you know full well that every orgasm that I allow you to have will be ruined one way or another, as you get nearer, as your balls start to tighten, your brain tricks you into thinking that this time you will be allowed to cum properly. Over and over again… isn’t that right?”

“Yes Goddess, yes…”

“Because despite everything, you desperately want to cum properly don’t you? You need it don’t you, you need to feel that blissful sensation of your cock pumping out your cum with just the right amount of pressure and for just long enough to make it feel good… before it gets too sensitive and starts to throb and hurt.”

Dean gasped as his Goddess forced the dildo even deeper into his asshole.

“But see, when it gets too sensitive and starts to hurt, that’s the bit that turns me on the most. When you start to buck and shake and try to pull away from me, straining at your bonds even though you know you can’t escape and that I can torture you for as long as I like… that’s the bit that makes my pussy really wet.”

Karen let go of the dildo as she focussed her full attention on his cock.

“Do you even remember what it felt like when I used to let you cum properly? It’s been so long now hasn’t it, well over three years… and you know what, I haven’t missed it at all… it’s always been much more fun for me to watch you suffer. So when you ‘made me’ promise to never let you cum properly again, I could hardly believe my luck.”

Dean’s cock twitched and Karen released her grip and slapped his aching balls twice, hard.

“Don’t even think about cumming yet slave, I’m nowhere near done with you.”

Dean exhaled loudly, every fibre of his existence was focused on holding back his impending orgasm, knowing full well that failure to do so would only make his Goddess more determined to make him suffer.

“Maybe you should try to forget about it, because you know that I will never let you have that pleasure again. I made a promise to you and I mean to keep that promise… and I mean to destroy every orgasm I ever let you have again… including this one.”

Karen grabbed Dean’s swollen balls and squeezed them hard.

“And in that moment when I ruin your pleasure, either by ‘under’ or ‘over’ stimulating you, or tying a lace around your cock and pulling it tight as you cum – literally blocking your orgasm and forcing your cum back… Oh that’s one of my favourite ways, I love the sounds you make when I do it like that, it’s so fucking hot to hear you beg and howl. I know it hurts and that turns me on so fucking much I can’t even tell you…”

Dean winced in pain and Karen released his balls. She leaned forward and spat directly on to his thick, throbbing cock and then resumed stroking it.

“And in that moment… when I do that, there must be a tiny part of you that genuinely hates it… and genuinely hates me too.”

Karen’s hand climbed to the top of his aching shaft and curled around his cockhead, palming him mercilessly.

“But you can’t ever really hate me can you? Because after all, I’m only doing what you asked me to do aren’t I? And I’m only doing that because I love you and I want to make this as good as I can for you…”

Karen switched to teasing the tip of his red, pulsing cock with one finger, on the sensitive spot right under the head.

“And the best way to make this as good as I can, is to make it as unbearable as possible isn’t it? Because we both know that’s exactly what you crave. Isn’t it?”

“Yes Goddess, I love being your toy…”

Goddess Karen chuckled to herself as she used her free hand to squeeze Dean’s huge, aching balls.

“Do you want to see my gorgeous tits slave?”

“Yes Goddess.” Begged Dean, his voice almost cracking as he spoke.

“I know you do,” chuckled Karen. “And I love showing you my beautiful, soft tits because seeing them only makes your cock harder and more desperate to cum doesn’t it? And believe me slave, I want it desperate. I want it so fucking desperate and painfully hard for me, because I know the more you want to shoot, the more you ache for release, the more intolerable it will be when I completely annihilate your orgasm…”

Dean’s cock twitched hard in her hand and Karen laughed again as she pulled her breasts free from the confines of her tight T-shirt.

“Oh I felt that. You are so fucking bad. I know you think you want to cum, but your cock knows the truth. Your cock gives you away every time… honestly, it just grew half an inch when I said I was going to annihilate your orgasm. Oh, and there it goes again, pulsing, twitching, aching for my gorgeous tits… you want to shoot on them don’t you, you love the sight of my beautiful big tits dripping with your cum don’t you? But you know that it never turns out the way you expect.”

Karen leaned forward and rubbed the tip of Dean’s tormented cock against her left nipple.

“You still cling to the idea that one day I’ll relent don’t you? You still think that one day I will decide to let you cum properly and enjoy it like you used to.”

Dean’s body arched as he felt the soft, silky skin of Karen’s breast against his prick.

“Sometimes I’ll even say it, won’t I? Sometimes I’ll even say ‘One day I’ll let you cum properly’… but we both know it’s a lie. I only say it to fuck with your head. I only say it because we both know your brain will cling to that thought and that even though deep down you know it’s bullshit, you can’t help but hope. Ah, hope… it’s all you really have isn’t it? The feeble hope that one day I really will let you cum properly and all this will have been worth it. And maybe I will…”

Karen’s words hung in the air for a few seconds as she teased his cock against her skin.

“…but I probably won’t.”

The pleasurable sensation from her breast was ripped away as she wrapped her hand around his cock once again, pumping hard and fast and rough, the side of her fist travelling right down and slapping against his balls on every stroke.

“Do you know why slave? Because I love it far too much…”

Dean groaned loudly, desperately trying to hold back the torrent of cum that was bursting to escape his tortured balls.

“Oh God, that’s it… suffer for me. I fucking love watching you suffer and struggle for me.”

The abuse continued for a few seconds more and then abruptly stopped. Karen moved closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper as she lightly gripped his cock and began a slow torturous, unbearable teasing stroke.

“Do you ever think about what might come next slave? What new ways I might come up with of ruining your orgasm and denying you the pleasure you think you so deeply crave?”

Dean’s breathing was heavy, the sensation of her touch as maddening as it was light.

“Maybe it’s best you don’t, after all, a slave could drive himself insane thinking about things like that, couldn’t he?”

“Yes Goddess.” Dean’s just managed to force the words from his lips.

Karen chuckled softly in his ear, her hand continuing to barely stroke his throbbing length.

“What if I am truly evil though slave, have you thought about that? You know the cage never comes off until you are securely tied down, I made sure that you agreed to that early on. So what if I really am as ‘evil’ as you wanted me to be… and more? Could you handle that slave?”

Dean could barely speak now, such was the concentration required to prevent himself from exploding without his owner’s permission.

“What if I wanted to destroy not just your orgasms, but your actual balls as well. It would be so easy to tie you up, slip off the cage and slip on an elastrator band, wouldn’t it?”

Karen’s voice audibly cracked as she spoke those powerful words for the first time.

“Oh yes, your cock definitely jerked there. I know you know what an elastrator band is and it excites the fuck out of you doesn’t it? I’m sure it scares you too, but you trust me don’t you? You know I’d cut it off before any lasting damage was done, don’t you…?”

Karen moved away from him again and squeezed his balls hard once more, then reached for the dildo, pumping it into his ass in time as she stroked his reddened, angry looking cock towards an unavoidable, excruciating edge.

“Look at those huge, swollen balls… they would look so good banded tight.”

Dean let out a strangled whimper which only pushed Karen to go further with her fantasy talk.

“Can you imagine how it would feel slave, having that tiny band of rubber wrapped tight around your balls? Making your cock harder than it’s ever been in your life? Wouldn’t that be something slave, wouldn’t it be worth the risk?”

Though he hated to admit it, the thought of her banding his balls like that pushed him hard to the edge and his breathing was coming in huge uncontrollable gulps as he tried desperately to hold back for her. Sensing how close he was, Karen relented and let go of the dildo, but left it plugged deep inside him.

“Maybe if I knew you were really, truly terrified, maybe then I could find it in my cold, evil heart to allow you to cum properly… just one last time? What do you think slave, what do you think it would feel like to cum with your balls banded so tight? Do you think your cum could even escape?”

Dean’s body was starting to twist against his bonds now, as the need to find release approached critical levels. Meanwhile Karen’s free hand moved between her legs and her fingers began to stimulate her sodden clit as she revelled in her slave’s torment.

“God, I so want to try it slave, I want to see you struggle as your balls try to pump out every drop of pent-up frustration… fuck, I can’t tell you how wet thinking about that makes me slave, maybe I really am just as evil as you wanted me to be.”

Karen’s hand was working like a steam hammer on Dean’s cock now, as she pushed him ever closer to the point of no return. Her other hand was becoming more insistent on her own clit and she felt her own orgasm beginning to build.

“You know it’s going to hurt don’t you… when I cut the band off and the blood rushes back into your balls? I imagine it will be like when you take a nipple clamp off… only a hundred times worse. Who knows, maybe after the first few times you’ll start begging me to leave it on, because you won’t be able to face the pain. And when you do slave, if you beg me hard enough, then one day maybe I will…”

Dean’s groaning was growing in intensity, his cock looked impossibly red and hard and Karen knew he couldn’t possibly last much longer.

“You’re getting close aren’t you slave, you can’t help yourself can you? The thought of me destroying your balls makes you fucking horny too doesn’t it slave? You want to cum so bad don’t you… Well come on, show me how bad you want it, shoot your fucking cum for me while you still can. Come on, I want to see it, I want to see it now. Right now slave, do it, shoot your fucking load for me…”

As the moment of release drew closer, Dean began to babble incoherently, begging and pleading for release and an end to his torment. But Karen continued stroking, harder and harder, faster and faster until she saw the first drop of cum erupt from his angry looking, crimson cock head.

“That’s it slave, shoot it for me, shoot your cum all over my gorgeous fucking tits…”

Karen pumped hard and fast as ropes of thick cum splashed her skin and dripped down onto her naked thighs. On and on, way beyond the point of pleasure, way beyond the point where Dean wasn’t coming anymore… this was no longer about him, this was all about her and the pleasure she took from hurting him and ruining his every release. His animal like cries and muffled pleas for mercy pushed her crashing over the edge, until ultimately she lost her grip as she collapsed, spasming as she sank to the floor, her pussy gushing repeatedly as she succumbed to the hardest orgasm she had ever experienced in her life.