"Come here, boi. Kneel."
I just arrived to find you waiting for me, boots on and a stern expression. You don't usually slip into your dominance so quickly on our dates, so I am a little nervous to find out what's in store for me. I walk into the dining room and kneel at your feet. Your hard exterior cracks, and you smile at me and stroke my hair.
"Hi Sir. Thank you for having me over."
"Thank you for coming. It's been too long. I have plans for you tonight. Play before dinner. Are you up for that?"
"Yes, Sir."
"Good. Now, you know your orgasm restriction."
"Yes Sir. Always ask before I cum. And thank you after."
"Right. Tonight, I am going to say no. Over and over and over. I still expect you to beg, and I expect you to obey, no matter how difficult I make it. I intend to make it very, very difficult."
I can feel myself getting wet with your words, heat building between my legs and in my gut. I love when you deny me, maybe even more than when you allow me to cum. Feeling your control over me in this way is so intimate, like you own even the most private parts of me. I smile at you.
"Go use the bathroom, boi, and meet me in the living room with your vibrator." I follow your instructions, splash a little water on my face, and walk into the living room. That's when I see it: your single-bar prison, standing in the living room. A single adjustable length of pipe, topped with a substantial dildo, and a clamp to hold a vibrator in place. My smile drops away, and I know I'm in for a challenging evening.
You grin and cock an eyebrow. "What, boi, did you think I'd just be using my cock to deny you?"
"I was hoping so, Sir."
"Oh I intend to deny you for even longer than I can fuck you - and we both know that that's saying something." My head and my cunt are warring now. My head thinks this sounds like a miserable idea. My cunt is getting wetter in anticipation of your watching me struggle for hours. "Take off your clothes and come here." I remove my shirt and pants, folding them neatly and mentally thanking you for keeping your house so warm. Bra is next. My boxer briefs are last, folded neatly on top, the whole pile set on an end table. I kneel naked in front of you. "Such a compliant boi. Wrists." I extend my hands to receive my cuffs, and you buckle them on. "Mine."
You help me up and lead me over to the single bar. "You seem nervous, boi. I like that." You kiss me softly on the lips as you hold my wrists. Heat flares up and I kiss back, eager for your mouth on mine, your hands firm on my body. I whimper when you pull away. "Touch yourself, boi. Make sure you're ready."
I slip a hand down between my legs. My cunt is already noticeably wet, but when I slide a finger over my clit a fresh burst comes out, indicating how eager I am to be fucked. I moan a little, rubbing my clit back and forth, spreading my fluids out to make sure I'm thoroughly coated and ready to serve you. "Don't enjoy yourself too much. You've gotta pace yourself, Clodia. Or don't. Either works for me." I pull my hand back and meet your eyes. "Up on the platform."
I step onto the base of the single bar. You lower the pole as far as it will go. "Get it ready."
I pick up a condom from the bowl you've placed close by and slide it onto the toy. It's a little shorter than you, but thick, and unpleasantly firm. I make sure to start with plenty of lube as well, both on the toy and myself. You wipe off my hands with a paper towel. "Ok, boi. Climb on."
Even at its lowest setting, the tip of the dildo is still a little high for me. I stretch up on tiptoe, inch forward until my cunt is just above the tip of it, and slowly lower my heels, penetrating myself on it. The head is inside now, and I wiggle a little in enjoyment at being so full already. I move my hips up and down feeling it slide in and out. You bend down and raise the bar up. To my surprise, you don't extend it until it's all the way in. Seeing my face you say, "You seem to want to fuck this cock. You can't do that if it's all the way in you. Arms behind your back."
You clip my hands together behind me, taking advantage of the opportunity to bite my shoulder, to grope my chest, gently rubbing my nipples before pinching them hard enough to make me whimper. Unconsciously, my hips continue to rock, fucking myself on your toy. You walk around to the front, watching me intently. "Don't stop on my account. Keep fucking yourself, my horny, eager, slutty boi." I start to ride the dildo in earnest. It's a workout, bending and stretching my legs to get it in and out. But I can feel the heat starting to build inside me.
You step over and whisper in my ear, "I love seeing you fuck yourself, boi. Impaling yourself for my amusement, knowing you won't receive satisfaction but working your hardest anyway. It pleases me." Your right hand reaches down to my clit while your left wraps around my throat. I lean into both, moaning and pumping my hips up and down. The pressure on my neck begins to make me slightly lightheaded. Your finger rubs against my clit, so firm, so sure. My cunt begins to tighten up.
I know your answer. But still, I hope. "Please may I cum Sir?" I desperately fuck your hand, the dildo.
"No, boi. I'm keeping your orgasm. Don't cum." I whimper and slow down, though you continue to stimulate my clit. It's becoming harder to hold back. I can feel my muscles shaking with the effort of stopping my orgasm. I moan and whimper. "Words, boi. No whining."
"Please Sir, please let me cum. It's too hard."
Your hands pull away, leaving me with no stimulation but the fullness of the dildo inside me. "No. Your orgasms belong to me. I decide when."
I whimper. "Thank you Sir. Thank you for keeping my orgasm." Your hand returns to me, to my chest, gently stimulating me. Your other hand pulls gently on the clip connecting my hands, letting me feel your power, your care for me, with the bonus of thrust my chest into your hand.
"I like how that looks. Stay just like that, boi." I stay with my back arched as you step back and look. "Beautiful." You pick up the vibrator and clamp. You bend down, quickly affixing the vibrator and clamp to the pole below me so that, with my legs at rest, the head of the vibrator is firmly against my clit. You smile, then turn it on low. I can feel the vibrations through my whole clit, extending deep around my cunt. The dildo is vibrating slightly too, and I can feel it all through me. I moan happily, rocking my hips gently to still get stimulation in my cunt. You step back and watch.
I feel so exposed, with you watching me, idly touching yourself through your pants. I can feel my cunt getting so wet that it's beginning to run down my thighs. I watch you watching me. "Please may I have your cock, Sir?"
"Not yet, boi." You smile. "I'm not done teasing you. Close your eyes and focus on your cunt. How full it feels. How arousing the vibration on your clit is." With my eyes closed I feel you come close. You say softly in my ear "I'm going to make you entertain me how I choose, boi. But I don't mind hearing you beg. Beg for what you want."
"Please Sir. Please touch me. Please let me serve your cock. I want you so badly."
"No. This is how you're serving me." You run your hands over my body, pressing your body into me from behind. I can feel your hard cock against my ass. "Enjoy this, boi." I relax, realizing how close my body is getting. The tingling around my clit is starting to build, as is the heat in my cunt and my feet. I moan and press against you as you bite my shoulder and rub your cock against me. "Wait until you get very, very close boi."
I feel my orgasm approaching, but the dildo in my cunt makes the build slower than usual. It's tiptoeing up. Your hands on my nipples, my neck, my ass bring it closer. You growl softly in my ear, rubbing against me. "Please may I cum for you Sir?"
You step back and away. "No. I do not give you an orgasm right now. You don't have my permission." I whimper. The vibrator is still on. It's so hard to hold back, but for you I will. I clench all the muscles in my hips and ass and cunt to hold back for you.
I moan and whimper, "Please Sir, please let me cum."
