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To become depressed or down, when having edged so many times (20 a day) for almost a month?

I enjoy the exhilarating feeling I get when I am edging, the ache that lingers after i'm done thrashing and humping air on my bed when I reach that ledge, but find myself slipping into this down feeling that is accompanied by this intense sexual hunger?

Please, some input and or advice would be nice!

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 everyone. Long time lurker. I'm Dixon Mason! I'm a BDSM/Fetish model/Adult Actress/whatever you want to call it. Anyways, orgasm denial is my personal fetish. And there is some in my latest shoot on hardtied.com. I've always had fantasies of chastity, and of being teased mercilessly but not allowed to cum.

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:

So the day finally came...and so did I...LOL!

Sunday night he made me orgasm, repeatedly. Lucky me!

My first love is bondage, although denial in bondage is even better. Orgasm in bondage is great too. He tied me. My leg bent at the knee, the rope wrapped tightly around my left ankle, passed under my right leg and tied to my right wrist. The same arrangement for my right ankle and left wrist. I couldn't extend my legs because my arms were already extended and tied with a short length.

The rope encircled my ankles and knees. The vibrator held trapped between my bound legs. My arms bound, unable to reach the tormentor to adjust the angle, touch, or speed. I was so wet that the vibrator slid every time I got the head of the vibrator on the right spot. He let me writhe like that, teasing my nipples. He asked me if I wanted to cum, and I responded with a whispered "yes."

"Get close. I give you permission, if you can," he said.

I tried..OH how I tried...

And I got to the edge. "Please," I begged.

"No. You don't get to cum now."

I would like a Master to tease my pussy and not allow me to cum. I want you to get pleasure from my pussy ache. I always keep my cunt shaved.