Facing a Challenging Day
Margot had Daniel penetrating her, but he couldn't use his actual penis. Instead, he donned a strap-on made for him. It was a considerable investment for Margot.
It was essentially a cock cage, but it had a black latex penis surrounding it. The purpose of this cage was to hold Daniel's penis, not to suppress it. It had been custom-fitted to Daniel's erect penis so that when he was inside Margot, his dick barely moved.
Of course, it still moved a little. And really, the mold was slightly small, so Daniel's dick would become trapped inside the rubber penis as he thrust in and out of Margot. He could hear the sound of her wet pussy, but couldn't feel it. He groaned in agony.
Daniel hadn't been allowed to ejaculate in 23 days. His body was extremely sensitive, and almost anything could cause him to ejaculate. He spent most of his time trying not to climax.
"Continue," Margot instructed her. For now, Margot was playing the passive role - what one might call the "pillow princess." She'd had an exhausting day - she'd taken a bath (accompanied by her handsome attendant) and was content to lie back and have Daniel do all the work.
Margot rested her elbows on the inside of Daniel's bent arms, her hands grazing his shoulders. He was above her, fucking her in the missionary position - a position that now rendered her infertile. She tickled his shoulders, trying to make things challenging for him.
He inhaled sharply and buckled his shoulders for a moment before resuming his position and continued to fuck her. Laughing at him, she said, "God."
"You're my personal sex toy. My fuck machine. I can turn you on and use you whenever I want. How do you feel about that?"
"I adore it, Mistress," he replied, directing most of his focus on not climaxing. "I adore it so much."
Beads of sweat started forming on his forehead. Their bodies were becoming increasingly hot together.
"Stop, then," Margot commanded.
Daniel complied, and with an immediate release of all of his pent-up energy, he pressed the dildo deeper into Margot than expected.
She gasped briefly before laughing, scratching his hair. She touched his ear.
Then she pulled him towards her, half-lying on her and half-supporting himself above her. She kissed him, giving him consent, and he began voraciously exploring her mouth.
Now her hands were on his bare buttocks. She directed him to enter her, just a bit more, then guided him in a subtle rhythm, subtly grinding against her, gently fucking her.
He was still kissing her, his lips moving from her upper lip to her lower one, but as his focus on grinding against her intensified, he slowed down his upper body movements.
To Margot, the gentle grinding was delightful, but for Daniel, it was agonizing. The movement of his penis was so slight and slow, but the rhythm felt incredibly good. He wanted to climax.
Daniel concentrated on suppressing the climax - a technique he'd perfected. When he reached the point of climax, he would be flooded with pleasure, and it was at that moment that he would shut out his thoughts and concentrate solely on his flesh. The orgasm was in his mind, and when he closed his mind off, he entered a state of intense awareness, focusing mainly on his mechanical body, thrusting in and out of Margot, hearing her moan, and concentrating on his arms - anything to prevent himself from thinking a climax into being.
Margot started kissing Daniel. Her cheek pressed against his, her full attention on his not climaxing. Her hands that guided him to grind into her ventured beyond, exploring more of his buttocks. He'd cleaned himself right before she'd returned home, as she'd texted him to do, and she'd shaved him the night before, so his pale skin was waiting to be explored.
When Daniel sensed her fingers, he let out an audible gasp, his awareness immediately swayed back to reality, but his climax was forgotten. Then he remembered and resumed his subtly thrusting.
Margot brought her hand to her mouth and lubricated her fore and middle fingers with her saliva.
He felt the wetness against his buttocks and pushed farther into her.
Her middle finger entered him, and they both moaned in unison, pleasure.
Daniel went back to the mindful mindset and gently fucked Margot once more, his mindset on staying in control and not climaxing as she inserted her middle finger into him up to the second knuckle. She pulled it out a little and then reinserted her pointer finger.
Daniel slammed into her, maintained pressure, and then steadily resumed grinding against her.
"Mistress," he begged, his voice near breaking, strained by his desperate pleas. "Mistress, may I please cum? May I please cum?" [Occasional tangents in brackets have been removed.]
She remained silent, enjoying his gentle thrusting.
"Mistress..." his voice shook, on the verge of tears, begging for permission to climax. "Mistress, may I please cum? May I please cum?"
She instructed, "Hold back." He stopped and remained atop her. She carefully moved him to her left side, and the dark cock withdrew from her, leaving him lying beside her on his shoulder, panting, his face strained with self-control.
He looked adorable when frustrated, and she smiled affectionately at him.
"You're so attractive, dear. Do you know that?"
"Thank you, mistress," he responded.
"What am I in the mood for tonight?"
"I'm not sure, mistress. You tell me. I'll obey your commands."
"Give it a guess," she insisted.
"I don't know, mistress. You order me to guess. Aren't you listening?"
A hint of fear crossed his face.
"When I ask you to guess, I want you to guess," she said. "In truth, place your mouth on the spot you surmise I'd like it. If you're correct, I'll allow you to climax tonight."
His expression transformed. Horrified. Pleased. He scrutinized her body. Her pussy seemed the logical choice, but something about that appeared too obvious. He glanced at her breasts, wanting desperately to suck on them. When he looked into her eyes, he believed she wanted him to suck on her rounded and sculpted breasts just as much as he did.
He cautiously descended the bed, carefully and apprehensively, watching the baffled expression on Margot's face, then took one of her nipples in his mouth and gently sucked on it. His tongue wandered around her nipple before extending over and down and over it.
Margot laughed joyously. Daniel located her eyes once more and smiled upon seeing the delight in them. However, her eyes no longer radiated warmth. They seemed cruel.
Daniel hadn't chosen correctly, and Margot observed him realise. She chuckled slightly to herself and, with both her hands, guided his head between her legs.
"Like a pet dog. I should rub your nose in it," and she did, smearing her pussy fluid all across his face. "Keep your tongue in your mouth. I'll tell you when you may use it."
Thus, Daniel kept his face buried in her cunt, her hand against the back of his head, forcing him to do so. Why didn't he just choose her pussy? He pondered silently. He pressed himself into her, completely holding his breath, but only because he knew the slight push on the back of his head was Margot's way of instructing him.
She rubbed her pussy across his face. He inhaled some air through his mouth while she ground his nose into her slit, then she was back down his face and compelling him into her pussy, appreciating the sensation of impotence.
"Your guess was decent, my little pooch, but it's made my decision clear. We'll be watching Love Island, and I'll use your mouth as my personal vibrator tonight. I'll likely watch an episode or two, then we'll go to bed. Okay?" And as she switched on the TV, she instructed, "Now, retrieve your anal plug. The one that vibrates."
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