Why Deny? (or, It's Not As Crazy As It Sounds)

So maybe you've never heard of the idea of orgasm denial, or maybe you've heard of it and it interests you, or maybe you've heard of it and it sounds like the craziest thing you've ever seen. But it's really not that weird once you get to know it.

What can one who ventures into the wonderful world of teasing and denial expect? Read on to find out what it's all about.

Wow. This was an intense day. Lots of edging and ruining (even drawing a few extra cards), right up to the harsh ruin I experienced this afternoon. I edged one more time after the big ruin, and almost gave in and came. But I held on, exchanging it for a nice ruined orgasm; the fun kind. Right now, I am utterly spent, but still slightly horny.

I'm going to keep playing the card game. I could have wimped out and come earlier, but I committed myself to the game because I thought it would be fun to still be stuck going through the hoops even after I started to become desperate. So far I don't think that has changed.

Well, that was unexpected.

I just discovered another, and probably the final, level of ruined orgasm. I was about to ruin my orgasm the same way I have been for the last couple days, but I went a tiny bit too far. For a moment I thought I really was going to have a full orgasm, but after a moment the feeling faded, but the ejaculation continued anyway.

This one was actually mildly depressing, and not so much fun. I think these are the kind that men say they dread, and that slut from sir and slut said was emotionally draining.

It left me feeling strangely relieved though. I wasn't able to go on stimulating myself afterwards, or even really interested in doing so, so it really was like a full orgasm, minus the actual pleasure. I'm wondering how I'll feel in a few hours, or tomorrow morning, if I'll be horny, like a ruined orgasm, or relieved, like a real one.