Ann is a wonderful woman that I have been dating for several years. A dark-haired gal who definitely qualifies as a feisty Italian. At 5'3" she is fairly short but makes up for it in attitude. Her perfectly sized tits, nice round little ass and flawlessly shaped pussy makes her the object of my physical desires, which I lust for often.
In the beginning our sex life was good but a bit on the bland side. Different positions and oral, while fun, fell into the "vanilla" category.
We started expanding our horizons by visiting sex clubs. This got our juices flowing and we started enjoying, role play, edging, tease and BDSM. Well, I like BDSM, she is not so much for the "M".
Then chastity.
Initially we had just toyed with it. Chastity cages were fun. Put them on, get all horny and take them off, blow a load, repeat. Simple.
Then she started taking a greater interest in them. She started requesting I wear them to bed and while lounging at home and to the store...
I was unaware my life was about to change.
On one particular day, she tied me to the bed and teased me bringing me right to the edge several times. She said, "your time is running out" and "you'd better hurry" then laughed. "You'd better cum before me, this could be your last chance." grinning through it all
I figured she was going through our regular routine of edging for 10 minutes or so, threatening denial, then letting me cum. Always an excellent orgasm.
On this occasion though, she edged me for longer than normal. Sucking my cock, licking my balls, and pinching my nipples. Bringing me ever closer but always stopping short of the "finish line". She was driving me nuts, literally.
She then did "The Straddle ". This is when she hops on top of me and smashes my cock between her pussy and my stomach. While I can never achieve "release" this way, I will stay hard as long as she does this.
During The Straddle she repeated, "you are running out of time" and "this could be your last chance ever." Her pace quickened and soon she had a rather vocal orgasm. Beautiful! I love watching Ann orgasm.
Now, I thought, it's my turn. Yay!
She dismounted and said, "times up, thanks, that was great" then left me tied to the bed as she proceeded to the dresser and began folding clothes.
I was left hanging or standing as it were. Cock throbbing in the air, it looked so lonely.
"Wait, now it's my turn. What are you doing"? I asked. She just ignored me and continued folding clothes.
I wanted to finish myself off, but the ropes kept me from reaching my target. I just laid there helplessly watching my pre-cum flowing dick begin to shrink.
She looked over at me numerous times.
Finally, after several minutes she opened the safe and removed something.
"Now that you're finally limp, I can put this on" she said throwing a chastity cage on the bed. A cage that I was not familiar with. This device had a large bulge on the underside.
"I haven't seen that one before, what's that?" I questioned. She just smiled and began applying the cage.
"Now stop that. How about a quick blow job? I said casually trying to side step whatever she had in mind.
"Shouldn't take too long" I said optimistically
She said, "nope" while continuing to put the chastity cage in place. " I warned you to cum before me and you failed, time ran out and now you are done for the day, maybe longer."
"Come on, stop fooling around. Get me off or untie me so I can do it myself", I said with a bit more urgency.
Without saying another word, she finished putting the chastity cage on with a click of the padlock and put the key in the safe.
She then untied me.
I said, "OK, jokes over, get the key". I went to the safe and started spinning the dial.
"That won't do you any good, I had the combination changed" she giggled.
"I told you, you're done for the day".
Sure as shit, the old combination didn't work. I said, "come on, what do you want?"
She said, "watching you in your predicament has got me a little sympathetic to your plight. Maybe, if you get me off a second time, I will take pity on you and give you that blow job you were hoping for".
I call "bullshit" on her sympathy.
I suspect the truth is that she is highly aroused from her new-found game.
Good. A horny girlfriend can't be a bad thing, right?
More than willing to see where this is going, I dove for that wet pussy.
She hopped on my tongue before I could finish the sentence that agreed to her terms.
Soon, she was grabbing the sheets rigid as a board and came harder than before.
Yep, she is loving this, beyond horny.
Internally, I was ecstatic, my cock growing with anticipation of what's to come.
My excitement quickly dwindled as she again thanked me and went back to folding clothes.
"I thought it was my turn".
"No, I said maybe. You took too long to get me off and I don't have any extra time. I have too much to do to bother with that now."
I started to help fold clothes thinking if I helped it would get done quickly and maybe she would have the time (and pity) to get me off.