Punished for an Accident
Bdsm Story

Punished for an Accident

by Ytelite 8 min read 4.1 (17,000 views)
femdom punishment denial cbt female dom female domination male submissive male sub
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"Mhm, yes, that's so good!"

As happens quite often lately, you are thoroughly enjoying masturbating while I caress your body. Since you started denying me my orgasms, we both focus more on yours, which seems to also have increased your libido. Whereas sex was often a whole performance before, you have taken to just randomly taking out the vibrator for a quick session before falling asleep, or waking me up in the morning with your breasts in my face for me to lick them while you get yourself off. I, in turn, eagerly participate and enjoy every one of your orgasms, as if it was my own. My actual, own orgasms, though, are becoming fewer and further between, and I am constantly aroused and frustrated. You revel in this, and often remark how desperate I must be for an orgasm, while you play with yourself. Today, too, is starting as most of our sessions these days.

"Yes, touch me. Do you like my boobs?"

"Yes, mistress, they are gorgeous."

While my right hand explores your breasts, I approach them with my mouth as well, gently licking from the outside, over the top towards the cleavage, and then to the left to suck on your nipple.

"YES. Continue."

I proceed licking and sucking on your amazing breasts, while my hands explore the rest of your body.

"I can feel how hard you are. Tell me about it."

"I'm so horny, mistress. I love watching you masturbate, and have orgasms while you don't let me come at all. The last time you allowed me to come was over three weeks ago, and I'm getting very desperate."

"YES. I like it when you suffer. I don't think three weeks are enough. Maybe I should make you wait a whole other month!"

I want to respond to beg for mercy, but you suddenly grab my hair and push my head back onto your boobs. I'm caught between trying to breath while you smother me with your breasts, sucking on them as you get close to climaxing, and thoroughly enjoying the entire experience.

"YESSSSS. AAHAAAAHHHHH. YES."

My head buried deep in your cleavage you come long and hard. You only let go of my hair when you are completely done, and I need almost as much time to recover as you.

"That was so good. I thought about keeping you completely denied for another month, and it made me so horny. Now I want you inside."

You push me to indicate that I should turn on my back.

"Thank you, mistress. I am very hard and ready to serve for your pleasure."

"That's right. MY pleasure. I want you to fuck me hard, and you are not allowed to come. At all."

"I... will try, mistress."

You mount me, and direct my hard cock inside you, and start gyrating on top of me.

"If you come, the punishment will be most severe. Now fuck me. HARD!"

I start pumping my hips up and down, slamming my penis into you like a jackhammer. You grab my hands and put them on your breasts and moan with pleasure, while I try to focus on controlling my increasing arousal levels.

"I'm getting close, mistress. Please, I need to stop for a bit."

I stop moving, as I was getting dangerously close to coming. You pinch and turn my nipples hard.

"I didn't say you could stop. Fast and hard. NOW!"

The pain in my nipples briefly distracts me, and helps me keep my orgasm at bay, and so I continue fucking you as you commanded.

"YES. That's so good. HARDER. And don't you dare come."

I try to increase the intensity, but it soon gets too much for me to handle again, and I slump back down.

"I'm sorry, mistress, I can't control it much longer."

You slowly start moving back and forth, up and down on top of me again.

"No orgasm for you today. This is just for my pleasure."

"Please stop, mistress, I can't hold it much longer."

"Do not come. I am serious. Or I WILL punish you."

Your renewed warning came too late, and the threat only added to my excitement. Your gentle movement is too much, and pushes me over the edge.

"I'm coming! I'm sorry, mistress, I couldn't hold it anymore. AAAAAHHHH."

Getting my release after 3 weeks feels so good, but as I stare at you glowering at me, the feeling of pleasure is replaced with fear of the punishment you have in store for me.

"Please have mercy, mistress. I was so horny and was just trying to make you feel really good."

"You came without my permission. This was for my pleasure, not yours. Maybe two months of denial will teach you to focus on me."

"No, please, mistress. Not two whole months."

"If you wish. We'll make it three months, then."

"What? That's not fair. Please have mercy, mistress."

"It's not supposed to be fair. It's supposed to be a punishment, to make sure that this won't happen again. Maybe you'll learn to focus on my pleasure."

"It won't happen again, I promise, mistress. Please let me have at least one orgasm in that time. PLEASE."

"No. And if you keep arguing, I'll make it four months. I'm also not done yet."

"There's more?"

"Oh yes, there's more. I know how much you like my breasts. Seeing them, touching them, and licking them. So in each of three months, you will lose one of these privileges. But I'll be so generous to let you choose which one first. By the third month, my breasts will be completely off limits, but I'll make sure to find other parts of my body for you to worship. So, what do you want to give up first: seeing, touching or licking?"

"Mistress, please. I love your breasts, and don't you love it when I caress them, too?"

"Haha, it's less a sacrifice for me than it is for you, I assure you. Pick one, or it'll be all three."

"This is such a mean choice, mistress. Worshiping your boobs is my favorite part about making you come."

"I know, but you are supposed to focus on my pleasure, which makes this such an effective punishment. So, all three, then?"

"No, mistress. Please wait, I'll make a decision... I'll give up licking them for the first month."

"Technically, it'll be for all three months. What do you choose for the second month?"

"I don't like either of these choices, but not seeing them should be second."

"Good, you will be required to be blindfolded for the second and third month when you attend to my needs, then. And remember, in the third month you won't be allowed to touch them, either. At all. Or I will restart your three months of denial."

"This is a very mean punishment, mistress."

"Remember when you asked me, even begged me, to be strict and mean? You got your wish. Now, before we continue with MY pleasure, there is one part missing of your punishment."

"Even more punishment? I promise, I won't come without your permission again. But please no more punishment."

"Strict and mean, remember? The final part of the punishment is pain. Don't look so excited, I'm not going to spank your butt. Ten strikes with the crop on your balls, and five on your dick, every week. So that you pay less attention to them and more to me. Understood?"

"Do I have any other choice, mistress?"

"No, of course not. Now spread your legs, and I'll demonstrate."

I am less scared of the pain than of you adding even more months to my punishment, and so I comply immediately, while you fetch the riding crop. You bring it down hard on my thigh.

"Just testing if it still works. Do you want me to start with the balls, or your dick?"

Recently drained, my penis had gone pretty soft already, but the threat of the upcoming punishment, and - even more so - the lone hit on my thigh gives it renewed vigor, spurned on by my masochism.

"Please start with the dick, mistress."

"Balls it is."

The first strike is not so bad, as you just seem to be testing the waters. You increase the intensity slightly for the second one, but other than a slight grimace I do not react otherwise. This may have been a mistake, as you hit even harder for the third strike.

"Ow, that hurt."

"How much, on a scale from 1 to 10?"

"Maybe a 3, mistress."

Another mistake, as you hit harder yet for strike number four.

"OW. That was a 5, mistress."

Apparently you are still not satisfied with that, and the fifth strike makes me yelp out in pain.

"EIGHT, mistress. Please, a bit softer."

You laugh, but dial it down for the next five strikes, which are still enough to make me wince in pain.

"Fuck, that hurt."

"Every week, for the next three months. Let's hope you learn your lesson, or I'll have to think of a more severe punishment next time. Now hold still, your dick is next."

You administer five medium hard strikes on my penis.

"OW. I'm glad that's over. You really are mean today, mistress."

"Just like you wanted it! Maybe I'll try hitting a bit harder next week... But for today, you still owe me at least one orgasm, probably more. Hurting you has made me horny, and I want to tell you all about how good coming feels, which you won't get to for three long months now. And I'll show you how delicious my breasts look, but remember: No licking them for the next three months, either. Soon you won't even be allowed to see them anymore."

"Yes, mistress."

"That's more like it. Now come here and pleasure me."

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