Please, Sir! Ch. 02: Orgasm Control - Sex Stories

Please, Sir! Ch. 02: Orgasm Control

*This is the second in an inter-connected series following the same couple. They don't have to be read in a specific order but if you like this, you'll probably enjoy the others. Enjoy!*

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"Can I please cum, Sir?" I panted, legs trembling with the effort of staying still as His fingers curled inside my pussy. My ass had a delicious burn from the spanking He'd given me and I'd been dripping before He'd even had a chance to touch me.

"No." He withdrew His fingers with a chuckle, bringing them to my mouth. I sucked my juices off of Him as He fixed my panties back in place and pulled back. I mourned the loss of his weight against me.

I'd been making cookies, flitting back and forth across the kitchen, when He'd grabbed me as I passed. I'd been bent over the table, spanked just until my ass was pink, and then He'd roughly fingered me. I should've known it was to edge me again.

He'd been edging me ALL week, never allowing me to cum no matter how much I begged or what offered up. In a moment of hazy desperation, I'd even offered up my ass with no lube or vibrators. Of course, He'd filed that idea away for later and still hadn't let me cum. He hadn't even fucked me except for my mouth.

I stood straight, pouting at Him when I crossed my arms. He was amused, laughter in his eyes, and loving every second of my denial. "You're so cute when you're desperate, pet."

"Whyyyy? I've been good this week!"

"You've been so good for me, sweetheart. I just like torturing ...

... you." He chuckled, pressing a kiss to my forehead and grabbed up His paperwork off the table, heading for the office. "At least two more days to go."

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Two days later I found myself tied down to the bed, arms and legs spread wide and a ball gag stretching my mouth as I watched Him walk around our bedroom. I was still a little drowsy from sleep--He'd woke me up early, told me to drink some water and use the bathroom, and then tied me down the moment I got back.

He crawled onto the bed, hovering over me as He trailed kisses down my neck. "You've been such a good needy girl this week, I'm so proud of you."

He pulled back, settling in between my spread legs, and looked at the various tools He'd laid out next to me. Vibrators, dildos, plugs, clamps, and a crop. Was he going to use it all?

"You'll get to cum today," He finally says, looking back up at me with a soft smile. A thrill goes through me but is followed almost immediately with the thought that He's not going to make it easy...not when we have an entire day together.

"But I love seeing you turn into a desperate whore begging to cum." He picked up a pair of clothespins, reaching up to roll my nipples gently between His fingers. "So I think we'll edge you a bit more first."

It should scare me, the excitement in His voice at the idea of turning me into a begging mess. But I love it...I love being edged, having His whole attention on me, knowing He knows my body so well that He can always pull back right ...