Recap: Mina has asked Cam to put her into denial. Initially reticent, he has warmed to the idea. When Mina introduced the idea of hypnosis as a way to control her responses, they decided to see how far they could go in teasing and denying her. Through hypnosis, Bree, her sassy, sexy alter ego has emerged, leading to new possibilities.
In the final episode, we cross over with
Hayley
from Harbingers Home and Garden, and her peculiar habits. At last Cam has come to accept Mina's need for domination and orgasm control. He makes a life-changing decision and puts his plan in motion]
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I had to lean my back into the front door to open it since my hands were occupied with the grocery bags. I lumbered into the kitchen, passing Mina in the hall and gratefully deposited the bags on the table.
"Hi honey," I called over my shoulder, "Did you miss me?"
I didn't stop for an answer, not with the ice cream thawing rapidly, and spent the next few minutes putting the groceries away. When I was done, I walked back out into the hallway where Mina was standing. I smiled at her and gave her lips a soft kiss, feeling the warmth of her breath.
"Back in a minute," I said, "Just need to get out of these clothes."
I hurried into the bedroom, my manhood stirring in my underwear. I had been fighting off the urge for close to an hour, walking round the store doing the weekly shop, and I stripped myself bare. I wandered back out to the hall, stopping in front of Mina. I could feel myself coming fully erect.
Mina was looking directly at me, an expression of aching need on her face. She stood there naked except for a pair of dark stockings pulled up to mid-thigh. Here hand was between her legs, her fingers spreading her lips to expose a glint of wetness between her inner folds. The chastity device was where I'd left it, on the side table. As I watched, a droplet of clear fluid formed on the edge of her lips before dripping to the wooden floor and collecting in a tiny puddle.
I walked up to her, smiling, my hands tracing over one of her breasts, squeezing her engorged, darkened nipple. Mina didn't respond. She couldn't. Her middle finger was resting on the swollen nub of her clit, immobilised mid-stroke.
"Unfreeze," I said.
Mina's eyes blinked, her head turning until she locked eyes with me.
"Oh no. What did you do?"
My eyes travelled down her naked body, to where her fingers hovered over her clit. As I watched, she began to stroke herself again.
"The question is, what did you do?" I asked, smiling.
Mina leaned back against the wall, her face contorting as she started to build herself up to orgasm.
"Does it feel good? Do you like being unlocked down there?"
Mina was staring at her hand now as it moved faster over her exposed crotch. I could see how much she relished her ability to touch herself freely without the chastity device locking her pussy. I could see the sheen of her juices running down the insides of her naked thighs, soaking into her stocking tops, and frowned. She hadn't been that wet before I'd left her to go shopping.
"Did you manage to play with yourself while I was gone?"
"Uh, what?"
I repeated my question. Mina looked confused, her fingers still burrowing into her pussy frantically.
"Um, uh... gone? When?"
"I did the groceries. I was nearly an hour."
Mina blinked, grimacing, trying to concentrate on what I was telling her, but her thoughts were being drowned out by the waves of pleasure emanating from between her legs.
"Nnn. Oh. Uh. No, you were just here. Gone? I... oh... ohhhhh...."
Mina fell silent, her fingers suspended motionless as they pressed down on her clit. I stared into her blank, vacant stare for a moment, hunting for any spark of awareness in the soft, grey-blue eyes, but there was none. Mina was switched off again, empty. I kissed her on the cheek, because it seemed the gentlemanly thing to do, as I leaned forward and slid my throbbing cock inside her unresisting entrance. Gathering up her breasts in each hand, I began to rock my hips back and forth, driving into her frozen body, pushing her up against the wall with the force of my thrusts.
Mina felt slick, almost frictionless, her pussy walls fixed mid-contraction on the brink of an orgasm she was never going to have. She felt so tight around me that I knew I wasn't going to last long, as I slid in and out of her helpless entrance. She'd been turned instantly into a frozen mannequin by a devious trigger embedded into her sex-starved mind: to freeze at the point of climax. Mina had come up with this herself, but I had worked on it, strengthening it with a number of deep hypnosis sessions. Now, the very thing she craved above all else was also the trigger to deny her, taking away the pleasure just at the instant that her body began to release, transforming my beautiful, vivacious girlfriend into a lifeless doll caught in the act of masturbating itself.
The thought turned me on hugely, building my arousal to breaking point. I shouldn't have left her standing helplessly in the hall for so long, I hadn't even been sure she wouldn't have just surfaced on her own while I was gone: the urge to obey and to deny herself was obviously very powerful in her head. Unlike Mina's empty, blank mind, mine had been filled with the vision of her face, arrested at the moment of ecstasy. It had been torture for me. The very notion made me intensify my efforts, until every thrust was pure bliss, building me up to the point of release. I shot into her, still thrusting, pumping her full of my cum, revelling in the feeling of her body against mine.
When I was finished, I pulled out and then picked up the chastity device from the side table. I knelt down in front of her, parting her messy labia and wriggling the stainless-steel bar into place. She was slippery from my cum as it began to trickle out of her immobilised entrance, but I managed to thread the two rings through the piercing holes in her labia, locking them closed. Finally, I threaded the locking rod down through her clit into the body of the device, covering her swollen, sensitive nub in the little steel cup and clicked the lock shut.
I walked to the bathroom to clean myself up from Mina's copious juices, calling out to my immobilised girlfriend over my shoulder.
"Unfreeze."
As I closed the bathroom door, I saw Mina spring to life, frantically teetering on the very brink of a long-promised, earth-shattering orgasm. Her hand went to her crotch, straining to give herself just one more stroke to send her over the edge, but surprised to discover only unyielding steel now between her labia. I heard her groan loudly in frustration, her teeth clenched, her head tilted back against the wall, straining in defeat as I closed the door.
Jumping into the shower, I began to rinse myself off. After a couple of minutes, I heard the bathroom door open as Mina came in.
"I need to wash up too," she said in a low monotone.
"Just finished," I replied, stepping out.
Mina nodded as she passed me, not making eye contact. She looked weary.
I left her to it, drying myself off and heading to the bedroom. After a while, I heard the shower stop and then eventually Mina appeared in the doorway, standing awkwardly, looking at me as I sprawled naked on the bed. She was still wearing the dark thigh-high stockings, wet now from the shower. In my excitement, I had completely forgotten about the command that fixed the stockings in place, how she was programmed to feel the tight, sheer material enveloping her slender legs triggering arousal in her poor, imprisoned pussy. It was how we'd started, this morning, with Mina getting progressively hornier as she tried and failed to remove the thin, dark hose. I patted the space next to me and after a moment's pause, Mina came and snuggled up to me on the bed.
I tapped each of her stocking tops, telling her, "Unlocked."
Mina's hands rolled the wet stockings down her legs, peeling them off her skin and dropping them to the floor.
"That was cruel," she murmured.
"You sound exhausted."
"Yeah, apparently I was standing in the hallway on the brink of the biggest orgasm in my life for an hour. I'm shattered."
"Do you remember any of it?"
"No. Nothing. I just remember you unlocking me and telling me that I was free to try and orgasm, if I could."
"Then what?"
"Uh, I was building up to the most wonderful orgasm I'd ever had and then I blinked and you were standing there in front of me, and your clothes had disappeared. And then I blinked again and I was suddenly back in chastity."
"Uh huh. It's a neat trick, isn't it? And you came up with it yourself, so you've only got yourself to blame."
Mina shifted against me, and I could tell she was still burning with arousal. I supposed leaving her like I had would do that to a person.
"I really thought you were gonna let me cum this time. You said I was free to."
"I said you were free to try. Do you want me to let you?"
