*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 at the last second...sometimes it feels better than the actual orgasm.
He snaps the clothespins on my nipples and I gasp as the sharp pain shoots through them, though it quickly fades into a dull throb as my nipples get used to it. But the constant throb goes straight to my pussy and I know I'll be dripping when He finally touches me there.
He picks up the plug next, one of our larger sizes but not the largest I've ever taken, slathers it with lube, and slowly presses it in. He doesn't stop as I squirm and gasp as well as I can around the gag, doesn't do anything except watch me with a smile as the widest point finally passes my ring and the plug settles deep in me. I feel so full, the plug filling every bit of my hole in a way I won't ever be able to ignore.
"I would use my fingers, slut, but we're in this for a long haul so I'd rather save them for later." He doesn't even meet my gaze as He decides between dildos...a soft silicone one or a harder vibrating one...wholly focused on his choices. In the end, it's the silicone one.
"My, you are wet," He grins, trailing a finger through the entrance to my pussy. "I haven't even touched you properly yet and you're already dripping."
"After just your ass being filled..." He captures my gaze again and lines the dildo up, slowly teasing me with it. "Do you know what that makes you?"
I shake my head, whimpering with need and trying to thrust my hips onto the dildo. It's no use...the way I'm tied and the way He's positioned prevents me from moving my legs at all.
"It makes you a whore." He slides the dildo in, slowly pulling it out and then pushing it in, until I'm panting like the whore He's called me and grinding my hips on it. After a week of edging, the littlest bit of being fucked with the dildo is almost enough to get me to the edge already.
He picks up the vibrator then, pressing it against my clit and turning it on the lowest setting as I whimper. It feels so good. He'd been ignoring my clit all week, edging me with just my pussy and nipples, and I couldn't help but moan as it finally got some attention.
"Here's how this is going to work, slut," He says, trailing a hand up to tug on the clothespins as the other holds the vibrator in place. "We're going to go through some scenarios together...one with each edging. It's been a while since we've done that, hm?"
I nodded, knowing His mind was flashing back to a few months ago when He'd had me turned over His lap while He alternated fingering my pussy and ass and spanking me while we'd talked about things we wanted to try more of.
"If you say no, which you can always do sweetheart, you'll earn another edging. If you say yes, we'll add it to the undetermined number of orgasms you're getting this weekend," He started moving the dildo. "How does that sound, slut?"
I nod frantically, moaning around the gag, and can feel myself approaching that edge. I don't have to worry, He'll pull me back before I can get over, but it feels so good. And I want it...I'm reaching for it.
And then the vibrator's gone and I'm whining accidentally around the gag, tugging at the restraints. He's watching me with that smile as I slowly come down from the edge, needier than ever.
"That was so quick, slut," He slaps my clit lightly and I jolt as it sends pleasure shooting through me. "This might be quicker than I expected. Eyes on me from now on."
He replaces the vibrator on a lower setting and continues pressing the dildo in and out, sometimes reaching down to tug at the plug, as if I could forget it was there.
"Next weekend is a holiday weekend and we have no plans for once," His gaze is locked on mine and it's almost hypnotizing. "We're going to do a little marathon that day with all of your holes. If I don't cum in each of them to a number we can decide together later, you won't get to cum at all."
He clicks the vibrator higher and I'm soon grinding down on it, not willing to give up even a second of it's pleasure. "How does that sound, slut? Do you want to be used as nothing but a cum dumpster?"
I nod desperately, breathing hard as I approach that edge again. My eyes slip shut and I'm almost there when He pulls away again, my hips trying to chase Him as I whimper.
