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

Please, Sir! Ch. 02: Orgasm Control

... edge again.

"We're going to start that one tonight, slut," He tugs the plug out just until the widest point is held in my opening before pushing it back in. "Your ass is never going to be empty again."

The thought should scare me but it doesn't. It thrills me, knowing I'm always going to be reminded of my submission no matter where I go or who I'm with. My mind is spinning as He talks about training me to take it.

Then the vibrator is back and I'm moaning and grinding and thrusting myself towards it. There's a slap on my thigh and then, "Eyes on me, slut," and I snap my gaze to his.

"Your ass isn't the only thing that needs training," He begins, eyes dropping to my mouth. "You've come a long way but every good slut needs to maintain their throat or they'll get sloppy, right whore?"

I nod desperately, half focusing on his words and half focusing on chasing the pleasure again.

"I've gotten some things for our little setup. We're going to set you up nice and good with the suction dildo and a mirror and your nose is going to hit it every time or you start over until your gag reflex is gone."

I'm already at the edge again and He's pulling it away with a laugh, "Such a needy slut, today. Thirty seconds for that one? That makes four. You're almost halfway..."

"I can't wait to torture these titties," He reaches up to tugs a clothespin, dangerously close to ripping it off entirely as I gasp, arching upward to take some of the stretch away. The vibrator ...

... returns. "I'm going to fuck your throat while I cane your tits. We're going to go through all our clamps and I'm going to make you cry and then I'm going to cane them again just so I can feel the vibrations on my cock."

"And once I've cum down your throat, I'll tie you down and really make you cry over them. Until they're bruised for a week and you can't even touch them without feeling it over and over."

And I was at the edge again and He pulled it away again and I was whimpering, thrusting my hips towards Him, begging incoherently around the gag.

The cycle continued over and over. Me begging and thrashing, Him listing off all the things we were going to do in the future...wearing the app vibrator in public, training me to be a pet in a cage, the various ways He would inflict pain on me...

And then I was at the edge but He didn't pull back, instead pistoning the dildo harder and faster until I shattered, screaming so hard the gag couldn't do anything to stop it. It was intense, rolling through me in vicious waves over and over. It was everything.

But He didn't stop, instead just watching me with a sadistic grin as He kept the same pace on the dildo, vibrator turned up a notch, forcing towards another when I was still in the first.

"Cum for me again, slut," He ordered. And I did, shouting and trembling. I waited for it to subside, for him to take it away. But He didn't.

I begged around the gag, now trying to escape the stimulation, but He followed, keeping ...