Archive - Apr 2009

I pulled a second card to go with yesterday's king and it was an ace. Oh thank God. That meant I could at least expect an almost-gasm tonight, at the end of all this teasing. My GF gave me some instructions before she left for work and said she'd call me with the rest. First thing, I was to go once through each of the seven settings on the multi-function vibrator, one minute per. After yesterday's marathon session I thought this would be easy, but I started to get close very fast. I had to roll over on my back, spread my legs and relax as much as possible to get through the seven minutes. I could have stopped the vibrator, waited a while and then tried again, but I didn't want to be quite as desperate as I was yesterday.

Yesterday I said I needed to come more than I ever had in my life. My GF told me I was wrong. "You just want to come. You don't need to come. You'll need to come later." She was right. The level of desperation was about to ratchet up another notch.

Per instructions I was taking out the seven-function vibrator once an hour and running through the seven cycles, one minute each, with a one-minute rest between cycles. Well, the truth is, I was resting for more than a minute, more like three or four minutes. I was spending most of the last two or three minutes chewing on my lip and forcing my hips to relax and doing everything possible not to come. If I turned the vibrator off at any point to avoid coming then the whole cycle didn't count and I had to start over and I wanted to avoid that at any costs. I'd already lost one cycle to a phone call.

Last night I got a king from the deck o'cards. We always respect the king. The king is kind of the ultimate tease, a four-part exercise that encompasses all of our favorite techniques and usually takes us a few days to do. I take a second card when I get a king, and the second card has a number that my GF uses to create whatever's going to happen next. Well, my second card was also a king. What are the odds? (one in 54, yeah, I know.)

My GF looked at the cards and said, "Hm. I'm going to have to think about that for a while." Since the numerical value of a king is 13, she decided to start by vibing me for thirteen minutes, on high. She let me keep my panties on. Of course I wasn't allowed to come. I couldn't see the clock, either and there was no way to know how much time had gone by. Only a few minutes in I was getting close. My GF got an ice cube and told me she'd cool me down with ice if I had to beg her to stop, after which she'd start again for the whole thirteen minutes. No short cuts.

Orgasm controling? Anyone interested? would love to exchange some emails and see if were on the same page. Also does anyone ever wonder why this website is so purple? I mean other colors are nice too. I am totally rambling becuase this blog is too short. TinySnapDragon66@aim.com :)

The fun part about going to the theater is feeling your wife tense up next to you as you work the buttons on the new remote control toy in her pants. Two speeds for the inserted bullet and two speeds for the little clit buzzer. Wheee.

Here's a video for y'all. . .

As described by David Mack on his site: "sicilia is needing to cum bad. vibrating nipple clamps are driving her crazy. i hold the wand on her clit until she starts to moan and i back off. her breasts are caned after the clamps come off. i grab the wand and sicilia thinks i am going to let her cum. i use the wand and a clit toy to drive her wild, constantly bringing her to the edge and backing off."

http://thebondagechannel.com/video/updates/pages/2009q2.php

I've decided to try going five days without an orgasm. I know that doesn't sound like a lot compared to what some people here endure, but it is a long time for me. My last orgasm was this past Sunday night so five days will take me to this coming Friday night. I figured that would be a good target because then I could orgasm on the weekend (when I have more time to really enjoy it).

I didn't masturbate at all yesterday. Today I teased myself a little earlier this evening. I started by masturbating in my usual way until I started getting close. Then I switched to the feather toy for a while to prolong the tease. After a some time doing that, I switched back to my fingers for the edge.

I had an interesting experience last night I thought I'd share.

I'm on day 10 of denial - a personal record - so I'm pretty wound up at this point, as you can imagine. I was edging last night, using a very slow, gentle massage with the flat of my fingers and I'd been on the edge for a while. I find that really, really slow circles can keep me right there for a long time. But suddenly, I felt myself going over the edge. I didn't mean to and didn't want to after all this time so I immediately stopped and just FORCED the orgasm to stop. I don't know how I did it. I had to tense everything and pant like a locomotive to PULL the energy away from my clit. It was like falling off a cliff and then making myself fall back up onto the cliff. A very close call! But afterward, I felt like I was still on the edge. Like I was stuck there. I couldn't touch without blowing it all and not touching wasn't making it go away. I stayed there frozen on the edge until I finally managed to fall asleep - maybe an hour. (I don't know how!)