1 comments/ 30451 views/ 5 favorites Asking For It Ch. 02 By: Wish2Sub I sigh and stretch languidly. My body is a little sore from the hours we fucked before napping, yet my cunt is more awake than I am, having been left wanting. You're still asleep next to me, snoring softly. My nipples stiffen as the memories flood me repeatedly. Gingerly, I reach up and roll them around between my fingers, sending shooting bolts of pleasure to my already sopping pussy. I dare not touch myself there. I don't think I'd be able to stop. It's time for me to get up and get on with the remainder of my afternoon. Quickly, I head to the shower to "cool off" before attempting to tackle the rest of my chores. After cleaning myself off and dressing lightly in stretchy lycra/cotton running pants and matching top – braless – I decide to pick up around the house a little, starting with the dishes. I love the feel of my nipples poking through the material of my top, stretched tight and straining for attention. I did decide to put on a narrow g-string, considering I am so fucking horny still I know my pussy is going to be dripping constantly. I didn't want the wetness to just immediately seep through and be seen when I had to go out. I would have to change when I got home, that's for sure! Reality is a little glazed over while I'm absently washing the dishes, my senses focused on my three hard nubs. I decide, suddenly, to enjoy the delicious sensations that accompany the idea of anticipation and spread my legs wide, not allowing them to relieve any of the intense pressure that still residing between them. This opens my pussy beneath my clothes – I can feel my lips spread and swollen, the cloth of my g-string brushing against my already swollen, tender and aching clitoris. I can't help but moan a little, under my breath. I hear the bathroom door shut and startle a little, not paying attention to anything around me now. Fuck, I want to cum. Already. I make myself stay put as I hear you finishing up and opening the door. I make every pretense of being unaware of my actual state and extremely focused on the few remaining dishes before me. Have I stopped scrubbing this fork? Is it a different one or have I been polishing it under the warm sudsy water all this time? I have no idea. I don't care really, so I rinse it and move on to the next item. I smell you come up behind me... god, I love your scent. Your cologne is mild, musky and makes me want to melt into you. Your natural scent is similar so instead of covering, your cologne blends and complements you. My pussy twitches as you put your arms around my waist from behind me, pressing into my backside, your lips on my ear, you kiss the tip gently, and give it one small playful nibble. I smile and turn my head around for a kiss. You press your lips into mine softly and flick my upper lip with your tongue. I sigh, but don't move other than to go back to "focusing" on the dishes. You push your hands under my shirt and move them up slowly, circling around my rib cage, not quite tickling. I hold my breath still, but not my hands. I keep scrubbing. Finally you work your way up to my breasts and flick your wrists so that my top ends up over the top of my tits. My nipples are pointy and hard, sticking out like pencil erasers, crinkled and tight, wanting relief. You flick the tips with your thumbs and that's it... my hands drop into the water, letting go of everything except the sponge, which I'm gripping tightly, waiting. I moan and lean back, wanting more. You read the signs and grasp the nubs between your forefinger and thumb and so slowly begin to roll, pinch and tug on them. A low gutteral sound comes from deep within me. Your voice surprises me as you say something that makes my pussy spasm hard beneath it's covering and my heart beat increase, my stomach knotting in dread. At the same time that you're speaking, you never release my nipples from your fingers, knowing very well after last night how sensitive they are. Almost, but not quite enough to make me cum. "I told you that you were not allowed to cum until I told you to." God, I'm so wet... I wish you would rip off my clothes and fuck me right there, in the middle of the kitchen. But after those words, I know that it could be a while before I feel you pounding my pussy again... I'm dripping. I try to explain that I couldn't hold back, that you'd forced me over the edge. "I told you not to cum." Is all you say. I groan. My legs are still spread wide. You slide one hand down my belly, reaching inside the elastic of both pants and panties until one finger rests lightly on my clitoris, oh so slowly and feather lightly stroking. I can't move. Your other hand is still on my nipple, teasing it while you finger my pussy to an even higher state of arousal. You speak again... "I have to get ready for work tonight. While I'm gone, I want you to masturbate yourself until you're ready to cum and then stop. You are to do this five times. I will leave you the times you are to start and call you. I want to hear you fucking yourself for me. Use the dildo. Make sure it's a deep build up – not just your clit." I melt in your arms, grinning up at you. You are fulfilling my fantasies and I am so fucking hot right now that I don't think I can hold out another minute if you keep up. You withdraw your hands from my body and straighten my clothes, kissing me harder this time. "Finish the dishes. For your first session, I want to watch. I want to make sure you don't cum." You head back towards the bedroom, clearly expecting me to follow you, and I don't dare disappoint you now. Not again. I'm aching to feel you inside me. You get your clothes out and slowly start to get ready. I remove my clothes and lay down on the bed, where you can see me easily. I spread my legs wide for you, my pussy facing you so you can see everything, including the pink swelling and super aroused state that I'm already in. You comment on this. "It won't take long, I see. You will fuck yourself until I am ready to leave. That includes waiting for the car to warm up." I start to panic a little now. I don't think I can hold out for 20 full minutes! But you haven't given me a choice. I don't know what you'll do if I don't obey, but I don't think I want to find out. You hand me the dildo, a medium sized piece that is filling but not huge. "Roll over on your stomach. Put your ass in the air. Pretend I'm fucking you doggie style. I want you to make sure to get your G-Spot and rub your clit. I want you to beg for me to let you cum by the time I leave." Shit. I do what you say and roll over, my tits mashed into the bed, one hand far underneath me and inserting the fake cock into my waiting pussy. I go slowly, not being able to help enjoying ever slow inch. It does occur to me that this could little tactic could keep me from going over the edge. Once it's all the way inside, my cunt grasping and begging for more, I put my other hand under me and start to rub my clit, moving the dildo slowly in and out of my cunt. It only takes a few strokes for me to start to feel my stomach tie in knots, wanting to release with a screaming orgasm. I go more slowly, trying to hold off what seems to be the inevitable. I wonder how long it's been. Involuntarily, I start to write and groan beneath my own self-fucking. My pussy tightens around the dildo and I'm struggling to keep my fingers from going to fast, pushing me beyond the point of no return. How the fuck am I going to do this four more times tonight??? "Fuck.. please.. please ... I can't do this. Let me cum... I'm so fucking close... please!" Already I'm begging. There's no answer. Frantically, I glance around and discover you're not even in the room. I sigh with relief and start to slow down even more, starting to remove my fingers from my clit. My ass up in the air, my pussy spread, I know if you're standing right behind me, you can see all the way down to my tits, squished into the comforter. I hear your footsteps coming back. Damnit! I start pumping at the same pace again... slow! I feel a mild breeze behind me and a sudden THWACK! On my ass.. I cry out, right on the very edge of my climax. If you do that again, I'm going to cum.. I'm certain of it.. I beg again.. "Please baby... let me... I can't ... I'm going to cum...!!!" "You better not." You say sternly. THWACK! You hit the other cheek, making my whole body shake and tremble. "You're going to slow, dear." You slap my hand controlling the dildo away and grab it with your fingers and start to stroke my pussy with it, moving it in and out faster, deeper and harder than I was. "Ungh! P-p-l-eea! FuckFUCK FUCKME!! GOD PLEASE!" and with that, you pull out the cock, grab my legs and force me onto my back. You grip both of my wrists in one of your larger hands and jerk them above my head while getting on top of me enough to hook your now shoed feet under my calves and force my legs apart. I can't move. "NO! please.... Oh fucking god... honey, let me.. I'm dying here...!" I see you grin above me and you just simply say "Nope." You then lower your head and take my overly stiff, painfully engorged nipples in your mouth, one at a time, and slowly suckle them, interspersed with gentle nibbles, grazing them with your facial stubble and I squirm beneath you, my head shaking back and forth, moaning and lost in the sensations. My pussy is so on fire, dripping on the bed, my clitoris so swollen that it's visibly poking out from beneath it's protective hood. It's throbbing so hard that it's almost post-orgasmic in it's strength, except without the relief. You move down my tortured body, bringing my encaptured arms with you, making sure your torso stays between my legs enough that I can't close them and seek any type of relief. My gut twists in agony, tight and desperately needing the tension that's built up to find it's release. I look down, wondering what else you're going to do to me, and I see your head dip down between my thighs, your shoulders keeping them spread now, my wrists still in your hands. AS if I have the strength to pull away at this point anyway. "Oh fucking god... " I moan softly... I know what's coming. I feel it.. the warm, wet stiffness slowly stroking me, starting between my cunt and my anus, and licking all the way up my slit, tonguefulls of my cream spilling into your mouth. You get to the bottom of my clitoris and instead of licking it, you lick around it, your tongue just barely edging it and I scream in frustration. You scrape your mouth down the other side of my pussy, making sure not to make any direct contact with my blood engorged nub. I can't help but shudder and tense, hoping... my hips rising, trying to capture your tongue, trying desperately to get the release I need so badly. I can think, I'm completely lost to everything except the burning of my cunt. I want you to suck on me so fucking much that I'm struggling against you like a tortured animal, squirming beneath your hold on me, my tits bouncing as my hips hump air. You circle my clitoris several times, until my legs are shaking, my whole body is sweating with the effort to get to the pinnacle. Finally, you give it one solid and firm swipe of your tongue, causing me to cry out, as if in pain. I am in pain. My pussy is literally aching with the need to be relieved, the pressure so intense that I feel like I've been tied and tortured in a prison camp for days. I start to sob as you let go of me and stand over me, watching me helplessly trying to get what I need from something that's not there. Something deep in my subconscious keeps my hands off my pussy and my legs wide open. I can't touch my tits either. I'm so close to orgasm that anything could send me over. But there is nothing except me and if it's this bad now, how much worse will it be if I fuck myself into the oblivion I so desperately need right this second? You chuckle and reach down, pinching both my nipples hard at the same time. I cry out again, my hips haven't stopped humping air. You whisper in my ear, reminding me... "Don't cum... or else. Only four more to go, sexy. I left the times on the counter." I hear you, but it doesn't fully register at this point in time. I'm an animal in heat and if I don't rut, I'm going to rage until I find something to fuck. My pussy is aching, soaking wet, my clitoris as big and swollen as my pinky finger. I shudder as your words slowly start to sink in and I realize you've already left. I lay still for a while, keeping my legs wide open and my arms flat at my sides. I decide to meditate and try to get to a state where just closing my legs won't make my pussy spasm so hard that I fall on my ass in what would probably be the most intense orgasm of my life. I intentionally slow my breathing and heartrate, not moving an inch. I close my eyes and focus on my breath instead of my tits... I focus on my chakras instead of the burning ache that is still overwhelming to almost all my other senses residing between my thighs. Finally, after I don't know how long, I feel like I'm stable enough to move. I'm still intensely aroused. God help anyone that comes to my door right now.... I go and find his list. It's now 10:30 PM. I look at the paper with scrawled times on it. Oh shit.. how the flying fuck am I supposed to pull THIS off???? I wonder. 11:15, 11:45, 12 and 12:15.... Each increment decreased by 15 minutes making the last two sessions run on. I wonder how long you expects me to keep this up? I guess I'll find out when he calls. All I know is that I will never, ever cum without him telling me to again. My cunt twitches yet again. Fuck. This is going to be one long assed night. Asking For It Ch. 03 I sit down on a kitchen chair and look at my list of times and then at the clock on the microwave. It's 10:45 now. I didn't realize I had been sitting here for 15 minutes, blank, wet, and still aching. In 15 minutes, I'm supposed to start my chore of masturbating, per your dictate. You'll be calling to make sure. I wonder for a moment if I can pull off faking it. Then I realize that I'm not that good... and I did ASK for this. I heave a sigh and stand up again, slowly making my way the short distance to our bedroom. It occurs to me I'd better change the sheets before I fall asleep tonight. I'm sure you won't be thrilled going to bed in a sopping puddle that I'm certain will be there after I'm done, despite the hours between my final session and your return home. I wonder what I'm supposed to do with the last two. There's only a fifteen minute gap.. how long am I supposed to go? Then I realized that it doesn't matter. My pussy is raw and in need. I flatten out the bedding, not having bothered to dress in the short time you've been gone, stretch out next to my dildo, my phone and the paper. I can feel the blood start to rush to my tits, making them swell with anticipated desire. Of their own accord, my too sore nipples start to perk and tighten. I sigh a small moan. I look at my cell phone – 10:55. Where on earth is the time going? My heart starts to beat in my chest and I can feel my blood slow down and start to burn under my skin, bringing all my nerve endings alive. Five minutes to go and my pussy is already starting to drip. I dare not touch myself until 11. Not even my hard nipples. I struggle to control my breath and keep some measure of calm. The entire bed seems to vibrate as my phone rings in it's silent mode. My heart feels like it's about to jump out of my chest as the sound and feel of it makes me tremble. I answer in the middle of the second "ring", making sure it's you. "Hi... " I say quietly. "Start." Your voice commands. I squish the phone between my shoulder and chin and grab the dildo and very gingerly shove it into my waiting and open pussy. I moan into the phone, the position awkward and uncomfortable, but I know I soon won't care. "Fuck your pussy like it's my cock and finger your clit like it's my tongue. I want to hear your cunt, I want to hear how wet you are!" This isn't a request. I put the phone down as close to my fuckhole as I can get it, slowly sliding in and out, my finger rubbing my immediately hard clit, my body tense and waiting. I hear muffles sound coming from the phone and stop long enough to grab it and bring it back to my head... "Yes Sir?" I moan as I say it, my body weak with need for you. "Put me on speaker. I want to hear MY cunt and your begging... and I want to make sure you can hear me command what to do with MY pussy. You do know it's mine, don't you?" I groan again and shiver, hearing you talk like this. You've never used words like this before nor had such a demanding and hard tone. I'm ready to cum immediately, but I clench my teeth and make myself hold back. I know I'm not close enough to please you. "Yes Sir". I push the proper buttons on the phone and put it back near my twat and continue with my self-torture. You start to speak into the phone, the internal microphone making your voice distant and booming, only lending to it the ultimate sense of ownership of my actions and body. "Feel my tongue sliding around on your clitoris, baby. You feel it? You feel my wet, hard mouth sucking and nibbling on your pussy? You want to cum, don't you, sweet?" "Oh god.. " the words are almost inaudible, but you do hear them, along with the gushiness that my cunt is becoming. My nipples hurt. I need you to suck them and make the ache disappear. "Pinch your nipples... I want you to see stars .. I'm biting them, licking the tips with my tongue now and my cock is sliding in you... faster... every stroke sliding against your nub, stroking it to fullness...!" I'm panting now. I can feel the very rim of the cave that is my orgasm. Panting, twisting and moaning as I fuck my own body into oblivion. "Uhh.. Ooh! Aaargh...!" The sounds are now just gutteral animal noises. "I swear, if you fucking cum, you WILL regret it!!" You shout at me through the phone. "Noo! Please.. Master..?!" I beg imploringly, my body beginning to shudder, so close... it's happened so fast that I'm truly not going to be able to stop myself if I keep going. I'm going to cum... my cries of impatience and frustration while the phone is silent are loud even to my distracted senses. "Please!!!!???" I beg again, my voice as tortured as my throbbing, dripping cunt. My clit is so fucking hard and so sensitive after early that it's taking next to nothing to get me to this point. "STOP!" "NO! God, please no.. don't make me stop!!" I'm crying in earnest now, tears running down my face, my legs shaking with the effort to hold back. I let go of the dildo and take my hands away from my tits and cunt, shuddering almost epileptically needing to let go of this tension so desperately. I think I might faint. But I'm not the fainting type.. I realize after a second that my phone is dark and silent. You've already disconnected. My body convulses and I don't move, allowing the weight of the dildo to cause it to fall from my super-slickeness. My breasts are so swollen and pink from the internal tautness and increased blood flow, mimicking every aspect of my pussy. I can't stop shaking. Slowly, I get the phone and look at it. I know I won't be moving from this spot for the night. So much for making the bed. It's 11:15. A fifteen minute call. It then dawns on me... he's going to be calling in between job cycles which, depending on what's due, run anywhere from 15 to 45 minutes... and the last two.. his "lunch" break! A full 30 minutes!!! I lean back again and moan loudly.. this time, not in pleasure but dread. I'm not going to get through 30 minutes of this! No way! I'm already exhausted, despite my need to be fucked. Good lord my pussy aches. All I want is to cum and go to sleep. I feel my eyelids getting heavy and I lay back and close them... just for a minute. 8:15 AM I feel a sudden chill on my sleep warmed body. I try to roll over and curl up in a fetal position and retrieve the blankets that have suddenly disappeared, causing the indoor breeze to brush over me. I shiver, and start to reach and realize, for the second time, I'm bound. This time, it's different and as I come more fully awake and start trying to get my fuzzy brain to figure out what the hell is going on, a scream suddenly rips from my throat. Something very hard just smacked my ass with a harsh "THWACK!" It burns and I cry out again, my brain in overdrive trying to put the pieces together as my other cheek is, must be, blistered with some sort of paddle, from the feel of it. I'm laying with my ass high in the air, my calves bound by what must be miles of rope to my thighs so they are bent as if I were kneeling. Around the spanks and stings and cries of pain, I take stock of my situation. There's some sort of rod or bar (when on earth would he have had a chance to get a spreader bar?) just above my knees keeping my thighs wide apart, my ankles are tied so that my toes are touching. I'm mostly "sitting" on my knees, my face buried into the bed, turned sideways. My arms are slightly behind me, at my sides, tied to my body so as to make both them and my torso stiff and rigid. The ropes stop just under my tits, acting as an underwire and pushing them up, if I were sitting. There are several pillows between my stomach and thighs to keep my ass up in the air, my cunt wide and exposed, open for whatever you see fit – and dripping. I don't know how many times you've spanked me. My ass is on fire, burning up with pain, sobs tearing from my chest as comprehending dawns. I fell asleep! He tried to call me and I was asleep! Oh fuck.. I'm in for it now – SMACK SMACK SMACK!!! Thinking and crying, my cunt quivers, still waiting – still aching, all the more so with the new sensations added. You stop and lean down and whisper in my ear, "Good morning, Sunshine. Did you sleep well?" While you speak menacingly, your hand travels over my butt, almost tickling over the pain, making me squirm and sigh through the tears. I start to apologize and you just mouth to me "shhhh...". I know that it's no use to talk at this point. I have to just take whatever comes and accept it. I try to relax and do exactly that. Suddenly, my body spasms in reaction to your fingers sliding their way down to my gaping pussy. You circle my clit over and over and over, making my cunt open and beg on it's own to be filled. The ache is renewed. You move your hand way from my swollen pleasure button and start to circle my hole, making open more, teasing it. "Ahh... someone wants to get fucked." All I can manage is a groan and slight shaking of my tender ass. THWACK! I cry out. You've moved lower, and started smacking closer to my cunt, making it sting and quiver. THWACK THWACK THWACK! "First, you cum without being told.. and then you dare fall asleep without fulfilling your duties? Tsk tsk.. bad girl. Very very bad girl." You've paused to finger my pussy again, and this time you sip one into my waiting twat, sliding it in slowly, stopping every now and then to twist and wiggle the tip inside of me, making me pant and groan and shake. "You've want to cum pretty badly don't you, pet?" I nod my tear stained face, my eyes glazed over, my lips dry again, not able to speak due to the sensations you're causing. Suddenly, I see you grinning, almost from ear to ear. "Alright, pet. I'll let you cum." Uh oh. Somehow, this suddenly doesn't sound like such a good idea. You wiggle your finger again and my pussy clutches at it, while you move your thumb to my clitoris and massage both my g-spot and my clit almost to the point of overload. Suddenly, you pull out and away and flip me over. My legs are up high and I can see the bar you've gotten. It's an odd shape – instead of being strait across, it's got a sort of U dip in the middle and the ends are longer than where the leg straps are. Although I notice this and it registers on some level, the thing commanding my attention is what's between my legs, not on them. My cunt is on perpetual fire. My insides are tense and screaming. If I don't get release soon, I feel like I'm literally going to lose it, mentally. I feel my self being shifted and remaneuvered. I find out what the U is for as you lift my head and place the bar behind my neck so that I'm almost bent in thirds – my knees to my thighs and again at the waist. I can barely breathe, my roped knees touching my shoulders. No wonder my arms are bound the way they are! You've done some careful planning! My pussy is high in the air, widely exposed, my thighs wet. I can smell myself, I'm so close to my own cunt. You pull on something and I feel my legs spreading further out. "Ow!" I cry as my muscles are stretched to the max. "QUIET!" You yell angrily. I bite my lip, tasting but not drawing blood. I'm watching you, more than a little frightened at this point. Still, my cunt aches for you. The more you do, the hotter I get. My nipples are throbbing right along with my pussy, even though you haven't touched them yet. My ass is now just a warm glow from the spankings. You stand back and fold your arms over your chest to examine your work. There's a little grimace on your face and I'm not sure why. I glance at your shorts and notice that you have a raging hard on. Big mistake. My pussy shivers and twitches spastically, anticipating the feel of you pounding into me. You're moving around me again and I realize that you're attaching clips and hooks to the ropes and bar to keep me on my back. If I'd thought of it, I could have rocked myself onto my side and made some meager attempt at escaping my fate – still unknown to me. "There!" you say with finality and grin. "Now, my darling, the real fun begins." I shudder. You climb onto the bed with me and sit facing my pussy and start to slowly run your hands down the insides of my thighs. I sigh in pleasure, closing my eyes and enjoying your hands on me, warm and rough, at last. You move them down towards my lips and I can feel your fingers part me, the only slightly stubbled skin being stretched out ward. I can feel your eyes on my twat, examining and inspecting. Suddenly you let go and my lips snap back, cover my pussy and I moan in disappointment. My eyes snap open hearing a tearing sound. Tape. Once again, your hands are on my lips, pulling them as wide open as they'll go and I feel you pressing something onto one.. and then as you push the lip towards my thigh, I realize you're taping my pussy open, my clitoris totally exposed, hands free. Cunt juice streams down my crack, my clit visibly throbbing. Both lips are now taped to their respective thighs. "Don't worry, love. It's surgical tape. I might enjoy torturing you like this, but I also love you. I have no desire to actually hurt you. I'm just giving you what you asked for." And I hear you chuckle softly, knowing that I had no idea you'd ever go to these lengths. I also realized that the weeks spent without comment to my notes must have been you preparing. There's no other way you could have gotten all this together like this if you hadn't. I nod silently in response. What else can I do other than watch and wait.. and hope that you give me relief? You look at your newest addition to my plight and reach out with a finger and draw small circles on my super tender, super charged, super sensitive bud. My entire body stiffens and I cry out with both the pleasure and pain it brings. I need you so badly that nothing is pure pleasure at this point. Every touch has an element of pain as my nerves are too taught. You keep stroking me, not touching anything else and I can feel the burning in my cunt, the need for being filled with a cock to complete me. Now I'm expecting it.. you stop. I moan. I'm doing a lot of that lately. You leave me in my motionless trussed up state and come back only seconds later with a small bag. You start pulling things out of it, but your back is to me so I can see. My body is vibrating, still sitting on the edge of orgasm. The same orgasm that's been building for two days now. Building with me sitting on the precipice, not allowed to go over. Finally, you come back to me with a couple of items that you start to show me. A Y shaped short chain with clips on all 3 ends, a new vibrating dildo, with several settings from the looks of it. It's curved with the intention of getting to the G-Spot and has nubby studs all over it. We don't speak. I'm not sure I have the ability to form words at this point anyway. Again, you get between my legs and you start to lick and suck on my cunt, hard. "OOH! MMMMM!!! FU... FU.... UNGH!!!!" My body is shaking hard, and you stop and smack my ass with the paddle, which must have been just near you as I don't recall you setting it down. I cry out and groan on the same breath. You smack me again and again and again and then start to suck my clit at the same time, flicking it with the tip of your tongue. My ass wiggles against my bonds and I try hard to hump your face. The heat from my ass is going straight to my pussy now. I don't feel any pain.. I just feel the spreading warmth, the vibrations, and the fact that my fuckhole is sucking air trying to grasp as something, anything. My whole body tenses up in preparation for the final explosion.. you feel it and pull back quickly. "NO! GODDAMNIT! NO! I WAS THERE!!!!" I scream my frustration... "FUCK ME, DAMNIT!!" Instead, you reach up between my legs and pinch my nipples and I move my head around trying to rise trying to get something trying to fucking cum! Everything is hard. Every muscle, every nerve, every single particle of my being. Sliding off the bed, you move around towards to my head with the Y chain and attach to clips to the base of my nipples, making them stick up even more, as if that's possible. They swell in pain and desire as you decide to lick the very tips, making the chain wiggle and pull. I feel my pussy clamp down again, release and clamp. As though it were trying to force itself to untense. I have no control over anything anymore. You stretch the short chain across my bent body and suck my clit again and suddenly attach the clip there too. The chain is short enough that my nipples are being stretched downward and my clitoris is being pulled up, sticking out of my cunt by at least half an inch now. I start to cry again. The pleasure/pain is too much. I haven't been able to orgasm yet, my pussy has been tortured with so much waiting that I don't think there's anything left to do but cry. You don't seem to take any notice of my renewed sobbing as you "work". You pick up the dildo and slide it into my waiting pussy and I cry out now in total abandonment. My sounds aren't words, just of pure, raw, animal need. "Okay baby. Now you're going to cum. Since you can't do what I say, I'm going to give you – once again – what you seem to think is what you want." "UNGGGGHHH!!!!" In midair, my ass bounces, trying to get the dildo in deeper. You make sure its in all the way, and turn it on to maximum immediately. "AAAH!! YESSSSSSSSSSSS!!! OHGO...FU... MMMNNNGGG!" Nothing coming out of me makes sense as the dildo vibrates my insides. You start to pump it in and out of me and suddenly, I feel you chewing on my pulled clitoris. At the same time, your other hand, not controlling the fake cock, reaches up and starts to flick and pinch my already clamped nipples. All these sensations has me to and over the edge in seconds and not being able to move, all I can do is scream as the orgasm I've been holding off way too long hits me like a ton of blows all over my body... "FUUUUCCCKKKKMEEEIMCUMMMINNGGG!!!!!" My tits throb in time with my cunt, hurting and aching from the clamps, another dimension to intensify the climax. My juice squirts out around the dildo and into your mouth as you continue to suck and chew on my throbbing clit, my cunt grabbing and sucking the dildo trying to draw it all the way inside of me, I can't breath and the sensation of asphyxiation between my short hard gasps and my lungs being practically squashed makes it even more powerful. I keep cumming, screaming the entire way, pleasure and pain mixing and making the orgasm more intense than the holding off. But you don't stop. You keep going with your mouth and dildo and fingers twisting, pulling and pinching my nipples, alternately. You don't release the chains. "OHOHGODOHGODFUCKKNOOOOOOOO!!!!" another smashing orgasm hits my pussy, making it spasm painfully. I'm panting, almost completely out of breath and still, you don't stop.. I feel another one building. I've never been multi-orgasmic in my life. I've always been too sensitive – or maybe not sensitive enough – to achieve such ability. Now, you're forcing me to do it. Not letting up on my body, making me cum over and over and over again. I can't move. I can't breathe.. I'm in a state of almost shock, as the waves keep washing over me. All I can feel is my pussy pounding, throbbing, not being allowed to escape the new form of torture. Finally, you stop and pull out the dildo and turn it off, slipping your tongue off of me, but not before lapping at my faucet of a pussy. But you're not done yet. You haven't gotten yours and your dick is so hard you've had a difficult time keeping me going as long as you have. You get high on your knees and slip your steel hard cock into my super sensitive, tortured and still spasming cunt. All I can do is whisper.. "no... please... no more..." "First you're begging to cum and now you're begging not to?" You chuck at me as you slowly slide in and out. Your heat, your feel, your smell and your slowness after all that abuse feels good... despite what you've just put me through, I can feel my cunt slowly responding anyway. You feel it too and chuckle again. You drive your dick all the way into me and I feel you twist.... You pick up the dildo and turn it on and place it against my clit, rubbing it up and down giving me a dual set of sensations in addition to filling my pussy all the way up. I feel you brushing my G-Spot with the head and I can feel myself tighten and fresh juice starts to flow.. I grunt. Asking For It Ch. 03 "Oh god... please..." "Please what?" you ask dryly as you keep pumping and rubbing... I'm confused.. I don't know what I want.. the extremes of both that you've put me through rattle my body and my brain. I feel another build up. You pound harder and faster. I start panting afresh, thrashing and moaning, humping you, begging silently. You take the vibrator off me for a moment and all of a sudden, screaming pain hits my clitoris and you immediately push the buzzing thing back and I'm wiggling, trying at first to get away from this new agony but instead, just adding to the movement, making me wetter and harder. Once I've calmed – relatively speaking – from this, you set the toy down again and settle deep in me and reach up and remove both nipples at the same time, and immediately start to pull, squeeze and twist them. I'm suddenly crying and grinding your pelvis as much as I can, my orgasm getting closer.. another one. You pull back and pick up the dildo and put it back on my swollen clit and ride me in earnest. I can't move, your weight keeping me completely immobile. All I can do it pant shallowly, grunt and moan, feeling the new pressure building in side of me. "Don't cum until I tell you to damnit!" "Uh.." is all I can manage with my shortness of breath. You keep on me, fucking my pussy hard, going deep and grinding into me with each thrust, one hand at my nipples and the other controlling the vibrations on my clit, my whole body revved up and ready to explode. "Don't.... You .... Fucking.....Dare!" You grind out between mashed teeth. I try to hold it back, but your cock feels so good, finally filling me to capacity, the vibrator sliding wetly against that aching little bud, your pinching fingers sending shooting stabs of pleasure down my body... I can feel you get harder and I grit my teeth, making myself wait. You slow your pace, and we're both building to an unbelievable climax. Suddenly, in the back of my head, I wonder if you're going to let me cum again? Even though everything is tender, sensitive and achey... I have to have another release. You let go of the dildo and start to smack my ass... "NOW.. CUM NOW!" All of a sudden, without fully expecting it, my pussy spasms and grips, sucking at your dick as the shudders rip through me violently making me scream unintelligibly. You keep pumping your until your cock stops it's own quivering in my body, my orgasm lasting as long as yours. Slowly, you pull out of me and after almost passing out, my breath starts to return to normal and I "come to". Then I feel your mouth on my cunt.. gently licking, pulling and teasing my pussy. With a dry and cracked voice, I croak.. "Please... don't...". You don't listen and just keep going until my pussy is swollen yet again. It doesn't matter how much I ache. I can't move .. even if I weren't bound, I'm too spent to budge. Knowing this, you suck me full again and start to untie me, releasing my body from it's stiff and cramped position. You don't totally release me though. You keep my lips taped and roll me onto my belly, and bind my hands, gently but firmly, above my head at the wrist. You pull my legs apart and tie each one down towards the corners of the bed. Once this is all done, you slowly insert the dildo into my cunt, turn it on high and reach around to grab what appears to be a thong that comes apart at the hips. You reach under me, putting the skimpy, stiff material under me, covering my mound. Then, you pull the backside up and between my asscheeks. You reach around the far side first and put it together with a small series of hook and eyes, selecting the smallest one. Then, you do the same to the side close to you. Something I hadn't noticed... the thong contained a small, heavy piece of plastic in the crotch. Raised and round, it pushed into the based of the dildo buzzing my twat, holding it into place. There was no way I was getting these things off being tied like I was. I groaned. My cunt throbbed and tingled. Another orgasm was starting to build. You reach under me and tweak my tender, sore nipples, sending more shocks down my body. "Sleep well, love. I suggest you sleep when you're supposed to and not when I've told you to do something else." With that, you crawl into the bed next to me and quickly doze off... leaving me to be tortured yet again, on the other end of the spectrum. I was going to cum over and over and over again... even if I did eventually manage to fall asleep. My body shuddered suddenly, the first one hitting me and I moan into my pillow, muffeling the sound and a new wave building. I could hear you snoring...