Archive - Nov 2011

I returned to a sexual life after a defect computer took all my nerves. Just now I enjoy a lot having "his" dildo inside me and the wi-vibe at my clit. As the wi-vibe is ovally and open at one side, formed like two fingerns grasping at something. Normally you have one part inside and the other outside on the clit. It is very arousing to let both parts grasp at my clit. A very nice new experince :-) I almost came within the first 2 minutes, which is very unusual for me. I managed not to cum and now as habituation takes place will surely hold on for some time.

Since the return from my holiday I have most definitely learnt a valuable lesson. If I am given free time it is a gift from Sir and something that I should use to the full. I have never realised before that sexual frustration taken to the extreme is a very effective punishment for me. Usually I love being torment and feeling the sexual frustration grow. This time I have been taken on a journey to the further extreme.

Hi, It's been a while since I have last posted but sorts of things have happened to me since then. I have been instructed to post various weblogs in the near future. This being the first and the background to my complete frustration at the moment.

Or at least I think it was a ruined orgasm...

Sir told me to put on the posture collar, the black nipple clamps with the chain passed around the slats on the headboard, and then edge for 10 minutes. As soon as I started I wanted to cum, but I breathed and tried to disassociate myself from the pain and the pleasure and the urge to orgasm.

A quick description of a fantasy inspired by a hot photo...

Months earlier, he had asked... "Excited about losing your virginity on our wedding night?" he asked, tickling her asshole with his fingernail.

"Yes, sir" she had said, nervous and submissive, and still not too sure about it all.

After the wedding he worked up to the moment slowly, remaining gentle, sensual, teasing, and fully enjoying how her sense of taboo both fought and fed her growing need.

So it's been 2 weeks now, of daily edging, with a smattering of clamps and insertables thrown in.

Mostly I edge once a day, for around 10 minutes, sometimes twice. I've never edged like this before, I get so damn close to that orgasm, I can feel it starting to form in Sir's pussy right before I stop. And I've been pushing that envelope pretty far, pushing my luck.