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The last session developed a need that I wasn't prepared to address. Tied, choked out, beaten, then teased with a very large metal dildo. I was edged until all I could do was grunt, mewl, and thrust. Any chance at orgasm was beyond choice. If provided I would have cum everywhere. He kept me like that, relentless, then stopped, start, slow, stop, and just felt so much need that it encompassed everything.

Hi guys...here is another one I shot recently...the first two scenes have some nice Orgasm Denial...and in the last scene I get to come HARD. Hope you guys enjoy it...

I have been...completely soaked...and my clit has had a persistent, occasionally lightly-throbbing ache...ALL. DAY.
I am wet, aching, throbbing, and there is no release in sight for me until, at the very least, February 14th, 2013!!
We're playing with the notion of "no-touch" and Its been sending my mind into some very interesting places...I'm posting to share some of those particular places with all of you folks!
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SO, AN UPDATE:

A picture of female orgasm denial by artist Kamitora.
Kamitora has done several of this kind of pictures, and this one is the latests so far.
Just click the link below to go to the page where the picture is.

http://kamitora.org/posts/cotchie-coo/

I've just had the most fantastic week with Sir. On Friday he had me kneel on the bed, with the clover clamps on my nipples and the leash clipped to my collar for about half an hour, before coming into the room behind me, sliding his cock into my ass and using me till my face was pressed up against the headboard with me gasping and moaning, my whole body in a sweat, his face next to mine as he hunched over me, swapping holes till he quickly pulled the clamps off me, causing me to sob in pain as he came in my pussy.

On Saturday he had me repeat the order, on my hands and knees with the leash and clover clamps on, and the chain wrapped round the headboard of the bed. After half an hour or so, he came back in the room, caned me, then rubbed the ball of the anal hook over my ass before easing it up to the hole and forcing it in. I was sore and tight from the day before and I saw stars as it stretched me open and slipped inside me, his hand pushing it all the way in before unclipping the leash from the collar and fastening it to the ring on the end of the hook, pulling it firmly into my ass. He then pushed my head down, raised my hips and forced his cock into my pussy, which was tight and curved from the ball of the hook pressing in from my ass. I've never had sex so painful in my life - the clamps were agonising, and the hook was digging into me. He fucked me hard, pulling my hair, rubbing the clamps with his fingers, asking me who I belonged to and ordering me to cum for him. I managed to cum a couple of times, but I was sobbing and gasping in fear and pain. When he came in me, I could feel his cock thudding from his hard orgasm. I cried like a baby when he went to take the clamps off, sobbing 'I'm scared'. For once, he eased them off gently, soothing me and telling me it was alright, and then afterwards I collapsed on the bed and he eased the hook out of my ass. I've never felt so submissive or been used so hard, I felt completely exhausted afterwards and lay down and spaced out on the bed for a bit, with a momentous sense of peace and acceptance flowing through me at having been used and hurt by my Owner.

Always be careful what you wish for.

I was dozing, half asleep, having a nap this afternoon, hornily sending Sir aroused messages, when I asked to play with the anal hook. Very kindly, he let me put on the red silky underwear, slip the anal hook into my ass, then clip the short, heavy leash to the ring on the end of the hook, and get on my hands and knees on the bed.

The ball is pretty big anyway, I groaned as it slipped in me, cold and hard and firmly in place, then did as he asked and secured it to the metal clip on the end of the leash. The chain on the leash is pretty short anyway, and with the handle wrapped round the top of the headboard, there wasn't much room to manoeuvre. By the time it was clipped to the hook, my face was pressed up against the wooden bars of the headboard and the chain was held taut, pulling the hook deeper inside me.