Hi everyone! I've never done this before, and this is my first story. I would really love any comments and constructive criticism, as long as you're not mean about it. Please tell me what you liked and how I can improve!
Content:
Includes BDSM, lesbian sex written for actual lesbians, orgasm denial, chastity, public edging, and lots of teasing. All characters are over 21 and consenting. Any resistance is intended as playful and is engaged in enthusiastically and with a safe word.
O.K., enjoy the story!
Ellie bit her lip, trying to hold back a whimper. The desperate ache between her legs was getting unbearable, and not being able to touch it just turned her on more, making it worse. She wasn't allowed to come, so her hands were tied behind her back. Jen knew that she would give herself an orgasm the moment she was alone if left to her own devices.
Ellie knew that if she could get just a bit of pressure on her clit, or a tiny bit of friction, it wouldn't really make her come. It would just make her more desperate for release, but at least it would lessen the tingling feeling between her legs. She couldn't ignore it, and she couldn't do anything about it. Her pussy hurt from the need to be touched, and she could feel a drop of wetness roll down her sensitive slit, torturously slowly. She jerked her hips and pulled against the ropes behind her back, helplessly trying to get away from the tickling feeling, and groaned when sure enough, there was nothing she could do. She loved her dynamic with Jen when it came to sex, being at her mercy, but she couldn't take the denial a second longer.
Then she had an idea. Using her core muscles, she sat herself up and carefully got off the bed. She walked over to the closet, turned around, and stood on her tiptoes so that she could open the door with her bound hands. Inside, she found what she was looking for and opened the box with her mouth. She pulled out a vibrating g-spot and clit toy with her teeth and used her fingers to turn it on behind her. She stared at it for just a moment, hesitating. What would Jen do if she found out Ellie had disobeyed her like that? She wouldn't be home for an hour. She would never know. Unable to stop herself any longer, Ellie lowered herself onto it.
The relief was immediate and overwhelming. Ellie's eyes fluttered shut and she let out a moan, then another. Oh, god. Her hips were moving uncontrollably, unable to get enough. She could feel the muscles in her body pull and her vagina start to clench as a delicious tingling warmth started to spread from her clit. The feeling spread up her stomach and down her thighs, making each muscle it touched weak. She could barely hold herself up as she dripped all over the toy. Finally she was going to come! She threw her head back and gasped as the heat exploded and rippled through her whole body, turning her into mush and sending her onto the floor on her stomach. She collapsed, pulling hard at the binds on her arms and let out what would have been a moan if her diaphragm hadn't been spasming. She was hit continuously until she found herself lying on the bedroom floor and trying to catch her breath.
As she recovered, she realized something she had been too horny to consider before: she couldn't remove the toy. She couldn't even get up from her stomach. What would happen if Jen got home and found her lying helpless on the floor with the toy buzzing between her legs? She tried to pull it out with her feet, but she wasn't flexible enough. She tried to roll over into her back, but she couldn't get past her elbows with the position they were tied in. She tried to push it out with her muscles. She tried to contort her body so she could reach it with her hands. Nothing worked though, and she began to think she might be trapped. And she was going to come again. Beginning to panic, she pushed her core to roll over or push her up, anything, but without the use of her arms, it was hopeless. She pulled hard against her binds, but they wouldn't give at all. Another orgasm tore through her body, making her even weaker. She writhed on the floor from the orgasm and cried out from the pleasure until it finally faded. She used all the remaining energy she could muster trying to change her position, until she was completely exhausted.
About 15 minutes later, she heard the door open. It was Jen. And she still had the toy in her. Oh no. Jen called to her but she didn't answer, delaying the inevitable.
"Honey?" Jen called, knocking on the closed bedroom door.
Ellie whimpered from her spot on the floor, and saw Jen slowly opening the door. When Jen saw Ellie on the floor and heard the quiet buzzing, she looked down at her and walked around her body slowly.
"What do we have here?" She asked.
"Jen...I'm sorry, I couldn't take it!"
Jen kneeled down just out of Ellie's vision.
"You broke my rules and ended up stuck on the floor with a vibrator in you? What am I going to do with you?"
"Please!" Ellie pleaded. "I'm sorry, I was too horny to think straight, I won't do it agai--aaah!" She was close again and her words were cut off by a desperate moan.
"I'll make sure of that," said Jen "and you're going to be punished for this."
"Jen I'm going to...I'm going to come again" Ellie gasped. Her pussy was so sensitive. Her clit was going to hurt from the vibration after a third orgasm.
"Isn't that what you want, since you went to such lengths to get an orgasm?" said Jen. She stroked Ellie's hair affectionately.
"Oh...Jen...please"
"Please what?" Said Jen, without sympathy.
"Please...I...aah--"
"Ellie, look at me." She held Ellie's face, turning it towards her.
Embarrassed and unable to speak, Ellie blushed and tried to turn her face away, but Jen held it in place.
"Jennnn...oh, oh god, oh god--I'm gonna...uhhhh!"
"Yeah?" Jen asked, her voice mocking. "That's what happens when you get a vibrator stuck in you."
Ellie shut her eyes as the third orgasm hit her--but suddenly everything stopped. The last thing she felt was the vibrator being pulled quickly out of her, just as she tipped over the edge. She yelped from the ruined orgasm and desperately thrust her hips forward, trying to find anything against her pussy. She kept trying, needing to feel the end of that orgasm, but it was gone. She ached with need. Jen took Ellie's head in her arms and kissed her sweetly, as if she hadn't just ruined her orgasm. Ellie kissed her back, grateful for the comfort of her touch.
The next morning was a Friday, so Jen had work again, whereas Ellie had most of the summer off. This time though, Jen had a better plan. She woke Ellie early to start the punishment. Ellie didn't like to be hurt or yelled at and Jen didn't like to do it. Teasing and denial was something they were both into though.
"Touch yourself." Jen ordered as soon as Ellie was awake.
Ellie obeyed. After a moment she shut her eyes and sighed. "Look at me. Don't close your eyes," said Jen.
Ellie looked at her, blushing as she felt her hips jerk. "And don't let yourself come." Jen added. Ellie kept moving her fingers until she suddenly pulled them away, breathing fast.
"Did you come?" Jen asked.
"No!"
"Good girl. Keep going."
Ellie tried to return her breathing to normal and resumed, each time looking a little more frustrated when she had to stop and a little more defeated when Jen told her to edge again.
"Jen, please." She shuddered
"Please what?"
"Please don't make me edge anymore. I need to come."
"You came yesterday without permission. I need to make sure you won't do it again. Keep going."
"I can't do it anymore. I have to come, please!"
"Again honey. Or it'll just be worse for you. You've got a long day ahead of you. Look at me."
Ellie returned her fingers to the dripping mess between her legs, touching herself just for a moment before she had to stop.
"There..." she said, barely able to speak.
"That barely even counted. Twice more and no stopping until I say so." Jen said.
