pleasuretorture:

To say she was suffering would be quite the understatement. Having agreed to participate in the drug trial which promised to net her a tidy little sum of money for what seemed to be quite an erotic experience, she had no idea that it would become this torturous. 

While she fully understood that a drug would be administered to entirely debilitate her, rendering her unable to move, she did not expect this level of stimulation. When they had told her that they wanted to test her levels of sexual response while under the drug, she thought they’d meant some light touching and fondling for a few minutes; now that she’d been here for over an hour, she realised just how wrong she was. Trapped within the near motionless prison that was her own body, she was only able to moan; no matter how much she tried, she could not scream out and beg for them to stop torturing her pussy with stimulation. Repeatedly the woman in charge of administering the stimulation finger-fucked her dripping wet opening and massaged her pulsating clitoris without relenting for even a moment. It hadn’t taken long for the tormented girl to realise that the drug not only inhibited any motion, it also prevented her from being able to climax. The rushing tide of orgasm seemed to ceaselessly push against the barriers of her sexual need for release to no avail, just constantly building without respite, making her body and mind feel ready to explode, unable to cope nor control it. 

The test would be over once the drug wore off, which would be when her orgasm could finally tear free from the shackles of her drug-induced denial. It would be an orgasm that, once it arrived, would be enough to make her pass out, though sadly for her, it would be nearly another hour of tortured longing before such wonderful, much needed release.

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female-orgasm-denial:

The four denial sluts were only going to meet up for drinks and to chat about their shared kink, until Katie dared them all to an orgasm race back at her place.

Only the first one to get to the edge could cum, the others would just edge and be denied until they met again.

That was two years ago. They still meet every Friday, and once a year, on the anniversary of their first meeting, they all race and can all cum. But for the one who gets there last, it’ll be her only orgasm of the year.

Patience

femsubdenial:

sirsgoodlittleslut:

The other night, I got in trouble with Sir for being too impatient. First I was impatient alll night for his cock, and then as soon as I finally got some attention from him I accidentally came without asking permission right away because I was so excited. On top of that, Sir had noticed recently that sometimes when I suck his cock I get so excited that I just want to grab it and stroke it real fast, or I want to feel all of it in my mouth right away. Although Sir likes this sometimes, other times he wants me to touch him lightly and go nice and slow. But I get impatient and excited instead of focusing on what Sir wants. So, Sir decided a lesson in patience was in order. 

That night, he told me that I was allowed 2 more orgasms for the week, and I could use them whenever I wanted. Buttt since I was still feeling impatient, I ended up using them both as soon as his cock was inside me.
To help teach me my lesson, the next night Sir made me really regret it. First he tortured my clit with his fingers, alternating between edging me and making it extra sensitive and sore with a clothespin. Then, he had me put the ben wa balls in and the magic wand on my clit. He warned me that even though he knew how excited and overwhelmed I’d be, I still had to focus on sucking his cock nice and slow just the way he likes. Other than when he grabbed my pigtails that I’d worn just for him and forced my head up and down on his cock.
It was sooo hard being patient about not cumming AND sucking his cock nice and slow. Finally Sir gave me a break from the magic wand and had me keep sucking nice and slow until he came in my mouth. 

I thought I was done, but Sir wasn’t done torturing my poor clit yet. He pulled me next to him and started playing with it, feeling me jump and squirm while he held me against him. My eyes went wide when I saw him reach for the magic wand again, begging him and telling him that I didn’t know if I could take any more without cumming. Sir didn’t care though, lessons aren’t supposed to be easy. Instead of stopping, he pressed the magic wand HARD against my clit for 10 minutes straight without letting up even for a second, alternating between the high setting and the low setting. I was right on the edge of cumming the whole time, thrashing around while Sir held me tight. 

 My clit is so fucking sore and aching today. I wonder what Sir’s going to do tonight to make sure my lesson fully sinks in…

Ooo! The thought that came to my mind was how delicious it would be if the next night was… nothing. No touching, nothing at all except light pulls on your hair until Sunday, when suddenly he’d be all over you, and you’d get your two orgasms in, and that’s when the really intense training begins, fucking you hard, making you strain not to cum while he growls his words, telling you he plans to be relentless every fucking night, with something special planned for next Sunday if you’re a good girl for him…