It has been three weeks since the last time you let me have an orgasm. Three weeks of teasing, denial and serving you. When I'm lucky, you let me see your gorgeous naked body while I rub you all over, sometimes with massage oil, sometimes while you play with your vibrator. When you feel really generous, you might even allow me to penetrate you, to share some of the pleasure, although my orgasms are strictly rationed, and only allowed with your explicit permission. And sometimes you are generous enough to let me play with myself. Today is such a day.
We wake up on a lazy Sunday, with plans for later in the day. Before we get ready for the day, you have another idea.
"I think we have some time to spare, so I'll allow you to play with yourself for 10 minutes. I want you naked on your back. NOW."
I am still half-asleep, but the promise of some play time does wonders to wake me fully, and I immediately comply with your order.
"I will allow you exactly 10 minutes of pleasure, but first I need to prepare you and go over the rules".
You put my legs in cuffs, tied tightly together, and also put cuffs on my hands.
"Hands above your head. You are not allowed to touch me. Oh my, look how excited you already are, and we haven't even done anything yet."
You then put clamps on my nipples, before you fetch the vibrator with the cock sleeve attachment.
"Now, I will let you have 10 minutes on the lowest setting with a teasing pulse, but you are not allowed to come, and you are not allowed to move. If you get too close and need me to turn it off, I will turn it off. Are we clear?"
"Yes, ma'am, thank you for allowing me some stimulation. It's been sooo long."
"And it could have been much longer. It's my decision when you get to play with your penis, and when you get to have an orgasm."
Your words have their intended effect and my penis is straining with anticipation and excitement. You put the sleeve over it, and let the vibrator rest on my belly. You take a look at your phone to set a timer.
"Ok, your 10 minutes start now."
You turn on the vibrator, and the stimulation almost immediately makes me leak.
"Yes, that's so nice. Thank you."
You just sit there, watching me with a look of amusement, while I enjoy the few crumbs of pleasure you allow me as if they were the greatest bliss, providing brief relief of the desperation and frustration you are feeding by keeping me denied.
"That's right, enjoy it while it lasts. I am in control of your pleasure."
You casually flick the clamps on my nipples, distracting my focus from the vibrations I had been craving for so long.
"If I wanted to, I could end it right now."
You turn off the vibrator, and return to flicking the nipple clamps.
"Please, ma'am, you said 10 minutes. Can I please have some more?"
"Hmm..."
You deliberately draw our your 'thinking' while the timer ticks down. Every moment you hesitate you take away more precious seconds of stimulation, and you delight in it.
"Ok, then. But only because it will make you even more desperate, and be that much more frustrating when it's over."
You pause for another few seconds before you turn the vibrator on again.
"Aaaah, yes. Thank you. This is soooo good, and it's making me so horny."
"You can be horny all you want, but you only get to come when I allow it. And today. I. Don't. Allow. It."
With every word of the last sentence you give my thighs a hard smack with the riding crop.
"OW. Yes, I know, I know. Please let me enjoy my play time."
"I'm in charge, and I wanted to see you in pain. Besides, don't pretend you don't like the pain."
You pull on one of the nipple clamps, before slowly removing it. Then you proceed to rub the now-sore nipple between your fingers, making sure to twist and turn it in all directions.