50-Day Long Period Passes by
In the late morning, on a pleasant Saturday, I open my eyes to see you beaming brightly at me.
"Good morning, sunshine! Any guesses about today's date?"
Shaking off the final remnants of sleep, I answer confidently.
"It's been fifty days since my last climax, and you promised you'd permit me to do so again, following fifty days of abstinence."
Your grin lingers, but there's a hint of mockery in your tone.
"Incorrect. I stated that I would allow you to come again after at least fifty days of denial. You're right, it has been fifty days, so the possibility exists."
The combination of long denial and your playful banter causes me to grow hard. You caress my penis through the covers.
"Quite hard, just as I like it. I must be certain to utilize it well today."
"Yes, please. This feels incredible. Please don't cease."
You immediately halt.
"Now, someone's acting desperate. As I said, there's a possibility today, but not before the evening. However, we can certainly enjoy ourselves for the moment."
You grasp my balls and begin massaging them.
"So ripe. So full of cum. It'd feel utterly gratifying if I sanctioned your release today. But imagine the exhilaration of waiting another week or longer."
"No, not another week. Fifty days was unbearably long."
"Ah, but this body belongs to me, remember? This was your request."
Your stimulation of my stiff prick provokes a guttural groan from me as you continue.
"Stop complaining, lest we stop for today. I am in command."
"Yes, ma'am. Thank you for toying with me."
I'm leaking precum as you continue teasing me. Using your thumb, you spread the preclude on the tip, making me wriggle with discomfort.
"Ahs, it tickles so much."
"Are you asking me to cease?"
"No, please don't stop. Please persist with tormenting me."
"Hmm, unsure. Maybe we should shower and get ready for the day?"
"No, please let me have a little more."
"NO. This is all the stimulation you'll get for now. I just wish to have you constantly aroused in anticipation of tonight's release. Let's shower."
I continually feel agitated after our shower. You allow me to apply soap across your body, starting from the back. I find myself especially aroused by the thought of massaging your flawless breasts. As I manipulate your breasts in various ways, my member unflinching, you reach down and tenderly cradle me. When we're done with our shower, my heightened libido remains untouched, remaining just as somber as I observe you wear your sports bra, leggings, and shirt, which accentuates your curves. Following a quick lunch, we proceed on our hike, and enjoy a delightful day. Throughout the day, I maintain a base level of arousal, eagerly awaiting the evening's arrival. After consuming an evening meal, you yawn extravagantly.
"It was a fabulous day. Shall we retire?"
You chuckle at my suspicion.
"Haha, I never believed that. The truth is, I'm extremely horny, and perhaps you can help ease that?"
"Absolutely, I'd adore that!"
"Recall my prior comments, my dear. I didn't say you'd be rewarded. You'll need to work tirelessly to persuade me."
"Yes, ma'am, I will do anything you want. Allow me to cater to and please you."
"That sounds desirable. Let's rapidly cleanse ourselves and you may offer a massage."
We promptly return to the shower, and I reattempt the preceding morning's activities.
"Not right now. Just a quick cleanse. You'll get ample opportunity to touch me later."
Having concluded our quick cleanse, you shift to the bed, lie on your front, and request that I massage you. I indulge your body in a luxurious rub, relieving the tension in your back and legs.
"Ahh, so luxurious. Let me turn around."
You lie down on your back, and I check out the view of your flawless chest with your alluring breasts peeking out, your neatly trimmed pubic hair, and your solid legs. I lock eyes with your penis.
"It's leaking. Put a numbing condom on before you make a bigger mess. I might want you inside, though."
I grab a condom from the bedside table and slip it on, before getting back to the massage. As I rub oil into your thighs, you snatch the wand vibrator conveniently next to you and press it against your vagina. I focus back on your breasts.
"Not yet. Massage my feet again."
I scoot down to the foot area and grab your feet with my hands, pressing my fingers into your soles to relax your tense muscles.
"Yes, that feels awesome. What do you think of it from up there?"
"I really like watching you pleasure yourself and serving you."
I concentrate on your left foot with both hands, keeping it in one while the other massages from toe to heel.
"YES, UHN, SO GOOD. KEEP GOING." You get closer to orgasm.
I switch to your right foot, repeating the same steps on the other side.
"AAAAAH, YES. AHHH. SO GOOD. Ufff"
You abruptly drop your feet onto the bed.
"Come here."
You point to the space next to you on the bed, and I lie down, moving my lips towards yours for a heartfelt kiss.
"Mhm. Did you enjoy watching me orgasm?"
"Yes, ma'am. Watching you climax makes me incredibly horny."
I can't help but notice your bone-hard penis, which you seem to be observing with fascination.
"Yes, it's rock-solid. What do you think? Am I going to let you cum today?"
"Yes please, ma'am. I hope you do."
You inch closer and start stroking my rock-hard penis, with a tighter grip than in the morning and a steady, slow rhythm. Even though the condom dulls the sensation a bit, I still savor the sensations from your skilled hand.
"Yes, that feels great."
You speed up.
"Tell me right before you orgasm, or else you'll pay the price."
"Are you going to let me cum?"
"Not just yet. So tell me when you need me to stop."
You propel your speed to the point where I'm almost at the edge of a climax.
"I'm almost there. Can I cum now? PLEASE?"
You immediately cease your movements.
"No, but I will! And when I do, you won't see it. Get a blindfold and nipple clamps while you're at it."
I snatch two paper clips and fasten them on my nipples, then put on a silky black blindfold. I feel my way back to your side and accidentally brush your right boob.
"Mhm, do you enjoy my breasts?"
"Yes, ma'am. I adore them."
"Well, why don't you focus on cherishing them while I get my next climax?"
You waste no time, and I place my hands on your generous breasts, rotating them gently as you turn the vibrator back on. Unable to see, I concentrate on the sense of touch, gripping your breasts as you grow more aroused, and eventually bringing my mouth to your succulent chest. Not being able to see, I use every other sense I have to read your reactions, and you moan loudly. Urging me to increase the bite of the vibrator, you pause to push my face against your breasts, and we become entangled in a deep kiss. Writhing, you pull my head against your breasts while you achieve orgasm.
"AAAAH, YES. UHN. MHM"
You kill the vibrator and let go of my head. Gasping for air, we both try to steady ourselves.
"That was fantastic. I want you in me now. Get on your back."
I lie down once again, and you slip on top of me, placing my stiff rod in your vagina.
"Yes, this feels fantastic. I like feeling your hardness inside. What a bit of desperation can achieve..."
"Just a bit?"
You continue to ride me, moving up and down. The condom dampens the sensations, but still provides me with a satisfying sensation, especially after 50 days of denial.
"Yes, that's great. Please keep going."
You suddenly stop. [
"Hold up, you aren't allowed to enter my presence until I grant you permission, or you'll have to wait 6 months for another opportunity."
I gulp.
"Yes, ma'am, I'll strive to obey your commands. Carry on."
You continue to move on my member, pushing up and down to feel every inch of my cock deep inside you. I am in nirvana.
"YES, this is phenomenal. Thank you, ma'am, for allowing me to screw you."
"You're not screwing me. I'm in control here. Now, it's your time. Fuck me hard. GO NOW."
I grind my hips, thrusting my cock farther into you with each movement. At the same time, my hands have already located your breasts, massaging them as they try to bounce. I strive to maintain focus and resist the urge to come, while giving you the intense penetration that you enjoy so much.
"YES, this is fantastic. Go HARDER."
I try to speed up and locate a point of leverage to push off the bed. I soon reach the brink.
"May I please orgasm, ma'am? I'm close."
"NO. STOP."
I exhale softly and recline on the mattress. You lower yourself onto my penis, which is still buried within you, but you remain stationary.
"You are not permitted to ejaculate yet. Or maybe not at all. But I will."
You grasp a vibrator and press it to your clitoris. I can only sense the vibrations feebly on my penis but you're receiving them in full force.
"Touch me."
I rest my left hand on your breasts, while my right hand moves to your ass and hips.
"YES. So great. Keep touching me."
It doesn't take long for you to attain another orgasm, convulsing convulsively on top of me.
"YES. YEEESSS. AAH. MMH."
When you climax, I can feel your vagina clenching around my still erect willy. You withdraw yourself and sit beside me.
"Huff, that was gratifying. So, what do we do with you now?"
"Please let me cum!"
"Fine, we'll flip a coin. If you win, you can orgasm; if you lose, we'll have to try again next week... So: Heads or tails?"
"No, please grant me permission. It's been 50 days."
"Heads or tails? Or I can simply stop."
I exhale.
"Heads."
Even though I remain blindfolded, I cannot observe your actions, but I hear you flipping a coin.
"Hmm... fascinating."
"What is it? Was it heads?"
"Excitedly, "We'll see about that later."
You commence caressing my balls to reignite my erection before you softly rub my phallus again.
"Does this feel pleasant? I wish you to reach the brink."
"Yes, ma'am, it's really nice. Please keep going."
You pause.
"Perhaps we should remove that condom, so your daughter can touch your skin directly."
You discard the rubber, but rather than resuming the rubbing, you decide to remove the clips from my nipples, pinching them between your fingertips.
"OWWWW, that hurts."
Undeterred, you persist in manipulating my nipples until they're severely tender.
"Now, where did we leave off?"
I try to ignore the irritation in my nipples to focus on the stroking that you've just resumed, which only frustrates my penis more. The prospect of reaching the pinnacle of pleasure keeps it longing for release.
"YES, this is wonderful. Continue, please."
You hasten slightly, but still teasingly. Your other hand grabs my testicles again, sustainably pressing them.
"AAAH, yes, this is exceptional. Just a bit further."
"Have you reached the point of no return?"
"Almost. Please keep increasing the speed a little more."
"You know what transpires if you come without consent?"
The impending threat sends my mind spiraling, and I sense myself approaching the point of no return.
"I'm almost there. May I please cum, ma'am? PLEASE?"
"No."
You cease.
"Is it because of the coin?"
"We'll see about that later."
Unexpectedly, I experience a sharp and sudden pain on my thigh as you hit it hard with the crop.
"OW."
"Before we continue, I want to cause you some discomfort."
You dish out another whack on my thigh.
"Like this. Let's do 5, 3, 5."
"What does that mean?"
"Well, we'll begin with five swats on your left thigh. Count them."
I again undergo the same pain on my thigh.
"OW"
"You're not counting. That was one."
SWAT.
"OW, okay okay. two."
SWAT.
"Three."
SWAT. This one was a tad softer than the previous one.
"Four."
SWAT. You rectified it with the last one, which was quite a bit harsher.
"OWWW. FIVE. OWW."
. You know, it wasn't as intense as the other times, but it still stung a bit.
"Ouch. One."
. You upped the force slightly.
"Two. Please, not too hard."
. I heard nothing from you, just left me with sore balls.
"Ouch. Three. Thank goodness that's over."
. "Maybe I'll do another round later... But first, how about the other leg?"
. You stayed with my right leg with no break.
"Ouch. One."
.
"Two."
. It seemed as though your hand was tiring out.
"Three."
.
"Four."
"And the last one."
. You made sure that last one counted.
"Ouch! Five."
. "That was exciting. Now, do I want to give you another taste of pleasure?"
. "Yes, please!"
. You put the cock sleeve attachment over my penis and then switched on the vibrator on a low, pulsing mode.
"AH! Yes, that's so amazing."
. "But if the vibrator is doing all the work, what am I supposed to do? Maybe I'll pay some attention to your feet?"
. As you can imagine, my feet are quite sensitive, and it doesn't take much for them to overwhelm me when you touch them. Though I try to focus on the vibrations that may get me to that long-awaited climax, your fingers on my bare feet distract me.
"HAHAHA, this is so amusing. I barely touch them, and you lose all control."
"Please. Please. Stop. These tickles are killing me."
. You don't stop, but you start laughing at my suffering.
"This is hilarious. I almost can't handle it."
. You then moved your hands slowly up my legs, over my thighs, towards my genitals. While the vibrator keeps working, you begin tickling my testicles instead. With the vibrations and the ticklish sensation, it's all too much for me.
"I'm almost there. Can I come this time, please? Please, please, please?"
. You switch off the vibrator.
"Nope. You still have a while before I decide if you win the coin toss.
. You briefly caressed my chest, and gave me a passionate kiss before you turned your attention back to making me suffer, this time opting to gently pinch my arms and my sides.
"Ouch."
. "Do you like the pain? The vibrator was getting a bit dull, I might need it later."
. You switch the toy back on, but this time on high, which, combined with the desire and desperation, only takes a few moments to push me close to my orgasm.
"Please, ma'am, this intensity is making me reach the edge. Allow me to come please?"
"No."
. Turning it off again.
. I sensed that you took out some wooden skewers and started to press them against my skin. You slowly circle my nipples, which had partially recovered from their torture. And then jab at them directly. Then you drag the skewers down my chest towards my genitals. You poked my balls slightly, and I flinched less from the pain than the fear of more.
"I'm genuinely amused to see you flinch every time I puncture you, and it keeps turning me on."
. You removed the vibrator from my penis, but I could discern its buzzing on your vulva.
"Don't move."
. I stayed lying on my back while you pleasured yourself in the next room. As you grew more aroused, you pinched me very hard, grappling every fold of skin you could find.
"Ouch."
"Yes, does it hurt? I relish pinching you."
. You pleasured yourself vigorously, and when you reached your climax, you held onto my testicles, squeezing them tight.
"OWWW. That felt fantastic. So I lost the coin toss earlier?"
. "Yup. You might have to wait another 7 days after this grueling 50-day denial, and all the teasing today...and next week, we'll flip a coin again."
. "Could I have you penetrate me any day, just to feel your hard rod in me, while you get none yourself?"
. "I like it when you come, right next to me."
. "Yes, madam, hearing you climax is incredibly arousing."
"Ooh. So good. I'm almost there. Now, have I lost the coin toss?"
. "Maybe."
. You went back to stimulating my penis, this time set on low with a slow pulse.
"Did you enjoy my climax? It feels like you possibly won't get that experience today ... "
. "Yes, madam, the sound and sight of you cumming are very stimulating. It makes me horny when you release."
"Good. That's why I want you horny. You could have me penetrate you every day, and you'd only experience my hard penis, and in a week, we'll flip a coin again."
The vibrator purrs softly as I think about your query. Fifty days is already a milestone, and another week seems unattainable. Considering the situation makes me even more aroused, and shortly I sense another peak looming.
"Inform me if I won the coin toss? I'm close again. I'm begging you to let me release."
"No."
You chuckle as you switch off the vibrator once more.
"We're not finished yet."
Now you turn your focus on my nipples, starting by skewering the left one and prodding it from various angles, before repeating the same treatment on the right one.
"Mmh, pointy. Does it hurt?"
"Not much."
"Maybe I should move on to more entertaining parts, then."
True to your word, you shift to my testicles and playfully jab the pointed skewers at them.
"Ouch."
"See, much better! Let's see how much pleasure you can focus on while I keep you distracted."
You flick the vibrator back on and continue our game of scissors with my testicles.
"Ouch."
Despite the distraction, the vibrations remain potent enough to drive me to unprecedented levels of excitement. It doesn't take long for me to inch closer and closer to the latest orgasm I've eagerly awaited.
"Please, please, please, may I come? Please, please."
"No."
You switch off the vibrator, and I sigh in frustration.
"As if you're suffering. Want me to halt our game? We could start anew next week..."
"No, please don't halt now. I need to climax."
"We haven't concluded this."
You grip my testicles and lightly squeeze them.
"My balls appear fully loaded. Are you thinking about your orgasms I've given you over the past fifty days? Did you enjoy them?"
"Yes, I adored every single one of your climaxes. I grow incredibly aroused when you deny me."
"I know, and it excites me."
You reactivate the vibrator. It feels as if it's been set to a slightly softer setting than before, yet at this point it could just be my imagination.
"Consider the intensity with which you make me climax, and how excited we both get when I deny you."
Your verbal play contributes to heightening the gentler vibrations, but the wait is agonizingly prolonged.
"That's magnificent. Can you please increase the intensity?"
"No, that's all you're getting."
"ARGH."
"You know the requirements. Am I still in control? If you don't care for my choices, we could call it quits here..."
"No, don't discontinue now. I have to come."
As expected, the stimulation offered by the toy brings me ever closer to the edge.
"YES... So close. PLEASE, may I come?"
"Hmmm."
You consider my request, but your silence may signify a no.
"PLEASE. I can't hold back anymore. Let me attain my climax."
"Alright. You may come."
Your words serve to ease my body, as I fall into a fit of pleasure during my long-awaited orgasm.
"AAAAHHHHHH. ARGHAAHAH. IT'S SO AMAZING."
"Mhm, that looked intense. You appreciated it, I presume?"
"I did. Thank you for permitting me to climax."
"You're welcome. So, was the 50-day wait worth it?"
"Absolutely. Thank you for refusing and teasing me."
"My pleasure. Honestly. However, if 50 days was so splendid, think how extraordinary the next one in ten weeks will be."
"Ten weeks? But..."
"Apologies for the ambiguity: At least ten weeks. Maybe we'll toss a coin once more. Or perhaps I'll do as I please."
"No, please, ten weeks is unbearably long. I may not survive it."
"You didn't believe fifty days was possible either. You wanted it to be my call, and I have opted for at least ten weeks."
"Yes, ma'am, we're well aware. You're in control. I hope I can render you pleasure and service across those ten weeks."
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