Kitten looked up at Master a little scared. They'd never done this before; but when kitten confessed her dream to Master he got excited, almost taking her right then. Master stopped himself though. He immediately started teasing Kitten. He sat her on his lap and slid his hand down her stomach slowly, into her panty and cups his hand over her pussy.
"M-master," she moaned looking up at him pushing her hips toward his hand. he took her clit between two fingers and rubbed gently just the way she liked. Immediately she dug her nails into her palms moaning desperately.
"Please Master may i cum?" Kitten begged him as he slowly trailed a finger up from her dripping pussy and over her clit then circling it slowly. Master didn't respond and instead just withdrew his fingers from inside of her lace boy-shorts, bringing a whimper from her lips.
"Kitten is not allowed to cum until I fuck her tonight," he whispered nipping her neck softly, a groan escaped her lips, Master had brought her so close. Right to the edge of orgasm and then forbid her from cumming.
"Master always knows just how to torture his kitten," she thought nuzzling against his chest.
Kitten squirmed on his lap; going an hour without cumming was an achievement for her. But master had been teasing her all day, and Kitten's thighs were glistening with juices from him. She purred when he slid his hand in between her legs. His fingers invading the tight space, sliding over her g-spot, his other hand teasing her clit and going in circles around it, carefully to make sure she doesn't cum.
"M-masterr please I need to cum, I c-can't wait any longer please Master," she begged about to scream in frustration almost unable to think clearly at this point.