This is a story of Nicole and her denial slave Daniel. Rather than burden the reader with boring exposition, I will create a brief prologue that introduces the situation, so we can move right into the delicious cruelties of extended denial. Nicole and Daniel are a loving couple in their early 30s, with a very special relationship. Though they are tender and devoted, she is definitely the goddess, and can be both loving and vicious. Daniel is utterly committed to her. They are both switches, but Nicole is mostly dominant and Daniel mostly submissive.
Our story begins on the beach by a lake. This is a remote mountain area, where a few families have rustic cabins that have been passed down through the generations. Nicole's parents are elderly and they gave her the cabin a few years ago; they go there no longer. This is the first day of their one-week vacation. It is early in the season and it looks like only one other cabin is occupied. Nicole has made a bet with Daniel that she can seduce its occupants. And so our story begins . . .
A collection of links to some girl/girl sexfight stories. It's something a bit different - not really orgasm denial so much as self-control and discipline under extreme provocation.
The women who are members of the Club meet there at irregular intervals and do battle. They fight to establish sexual dominance and for the sheer thrill of erotic combat. The bouts can last for hours. Clothing is often destroyed. So are illusions.
Orgasm is the reward and the signal of defeat. The crying, spurting climax comes at the end of furious embraces. The kiss is a weapon. The breasts are fists. The cunt is a juggernaut.
This is another partially-formed fantasy I've had for a while. It's about a girl known only as "Nil", whose Mistress keeps her perpetually within a whisker of climax while forever denying her satisfaction.
Nil awakes, shivering and trembling, next to her Mistress in bed. The night before, Mistress had spent many hours making love to her, teasing her to the brink of madness. Her training over the years had helped her cope for a long time, but her endurance was finite. She eventually had to beg her Mistress to slow down to allow her to cool off. But Mistress knew her responses too well, forcing Nil to soar ever higher, so dangerously close to her forbidden release that she was sobbing. Eventually, her nervous system had simply overloaded and she'd fainted, falling into an exhausted slumber.