A taste of things to come
I engaged in some phone play with my slut this week. She is on free orgasms until the 23rd, so she knew the conclusion would include getting off. I rather enjoy having her come as often and as hard as possible during free periods. It makes the craving that much greater when I take them away.
She was bound in her harness, on her bed. Clover clamps were on her nipples, and a ring of 6 clothespins on each breast. She had a pair of panties on, over the harness, and her legs were each bound, frogtie style. The remote controlled vibrating egg was in her ass, buzzing away. She was edging herself with the Hitachi magic wand, through her panties.
There's a wonderful combination I've learned about, of equal parts lube and powdered ginger. It works best with ginger from a specialty spice supplier, not the wimpy stuff you can get in a tin at the supermarket. It has such a delicious burn. We use it almost exclusively as lube these days. She had, in fact, used it to lube the egg before inserting it in her ass.
After she had been edging herself for half an hour, I had her apply some of this gingered lube to her clit and her pussy lips. I also had her take the glass dildo out of the glass of ice water it had been standing in, wipe it dry, lube it up with gingered lube, pull down the waistband of her panties, and shove the dildo up into her pussy. This is her favorite part of our play, by far. She prefers it even to being able to come. The cold from the chilled dildo and the burn from the lube compete with one another. The burn will eventually, inevitably win, but it's oh, so close for a while, and in the race the sensation junkie in her feels truly alive.
She allowed her panties to fall back in place, holding the dildo inside her, and resumed edging herself with the wand, through the panties. This went on for another 15 minutes. She once referred to the wand as "instant orgasm", and doubted her ability to hold off from coming while using it for more than a few seconds. She had now been edging herself with it for 45 minutes. My, how far she's come already in our journey together.
I directed her to set the wand down, apply some more gingered lube to her clit, and then to take an ice cube from the glass the dildo had been standing in, stick it down inside her panties and hold it directly against her clit. Once again the cold and the burn warred with each other for her attention. Cold - burn - cold - burn - life - joy - sex.
After a few minutes, I had her discard the ice cube, pick up the magic wand, stick it down inside her panties and hold it directly against her clit, on the high setting. This was the point at which she expected to come, but I was not yet ready to allow her to do so.
"Please, Master, may I come?" she begged.
"Not yet, you dirty, wet, fucking slut. I do not yet wish you to do so. You may not come!"
At some point, in the not too distant future, I will bring her right up to this point, and then have her stop. She will set the wand aside, unbind her legs and harness, remove the clothespins from her tits, the clamps from her nipples, the dildo from her pussy and the egg from her ass. She will clean herself up, apply some peppermint oil to her clit, and go through the rest of her day on strict no-touch. As I held her off, with the fiendish wand directly in contact with her clit, having to struggle with everything she had not to slip over the edge, I knew she was wondering whether that day would be today, if I would really be that cruel.
Today, however, she is still on free orgasms, and our play would end with me forcing them from her, over and over again, just as I had drawn out her edging, until she had nothing more to give and was begging me to allow her to stop coming.
"Give me your fucking orgasm, you dirty, wet, fucking slut!"