Overstim
Dom!F
Sub!M
Begging
Oral Sex
Orgasm Denial
Handjob
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"Please!" he yelped as she edged him once more. "Please, Ma'am, I'll be good, I won't do it again, I'll be good!" He whines, begging for release. She smirks.
"This is what bad dogs get when they break rules, and you've broken the most important one, puppy." she fakes a pout, fully taking her hand off his aching member, causing him to whimper at the loss of contact.
"Please, please touch me Miss! I promise, I promise I won't do it again! Please give me your mouth!" she looms over him, a dumb look on her face.
"Promise you won't do what, pup?" she asks innocently, ignoring his request.
Why does she always do this? She's already denied his orgasm six times, why must she humiliate him by making him say what he did wrong?
He fucking loved it.
"I won't masturbate when you're not here, I won't do it Miss, so please, please touch me!" he begged, his manhood twitching in the cold air.
She smiled. "You promise? You promise you'll be a good puppy for me?" she slowly stroked her finger along the underside of his sex, lightly scraping his vein with her nail.
"Yes, oh god, yes, I promise! I promise Ma'am, I promise!" he pants, the slight pain impossibly turning him on even more. She gave a wicked grin.
"Good dog."
Her hand wrapped around him full force, twisting, turning, sliding, rubbing, and, oh god, squeezing. He choked out moans, reaching his high quickly, ready to unravel after so much denial, his hands groping for something to hold on to.
"Don't cum until I tell you to." he nearly cried at her command, as she never relented her ruthless pace. He wasn't going to make it much longer.
"I'm going to count down from ten, do you understand me? Ten. i'm being very generous here puppy. If you can't even last ten seconds you'll be punished again, understood?" he didn't say anything, couldn't say anything, too focused on not cumming. She squeezed his tarse tightly, the pain overwhelming the pleasure this time.
"AGHK! I understand Ma'am, oh fuck i understand! Please, please just keep fucking me with your hand!" He said it like a prayer, a prayer to the utmost cruel goddess, a prayer to her.
She continued her torturous task, unbroken by the pain she caused, which had now faded to pleasure.
"Ten,"
He squirmed, gripping the bed sheets.
"Nine,"
He was a whimpering, blubbering mess, tears of pain and pleasure running down his cheeks.
"Eight,"
The heat was pooling in his abdomen, precum everywhere.
"Seven,"
He stuffed his fist in his mouth, his teeth drawing blood.
"Six-"
He couldn't make it.
"FUCK! Oh GOD! Shit, shit, shit! Oh Miss, oh Ma'am, OH MISS! Dammit! Augh!" he mewled, panting as if he'd just run a marathon, ejaculating all over his stomach, all over her hand. Her hand.
It hasn't stopped.
"M-Miss? I- ah, I'm really sensitive r-right now and- oh it hurts!" he weeped. Her relentless pace never slowed.
"I told you you'd be punished again if you couldn't make it, dog. This is your punishment." she briefed.
Then her mouth was on his dick.
"FUCK! SHIT! OH MY GOD MISS!" he had wanted her mouth on him, but not like this. "Please, please stop! Please, please, please, please-" It was building again.
The heat.
The precum was mixing with her saliva.
He was going to climax again.
A second later he let out broken sobs as he orgasmed for the second time.
She swallowed all of his seed in one gulp, then pulled him into her lap, stroking his hair gently.
"You did so well, baby, you were so good, took your punishments flawlessly," she praised him, kissing his salty tears away. "Such a good boy, my good boy..."
His tears turned to naught as she adored him, eventually cuddling into her chest.
"Let's get you cleaned up baby..." she said, softly laying him down in the dirty silk sheets before getting up and coming back with a rag. "This might hurt honey, I'll be as gentle as I can, ok?" she said, bringing the cloth to his lower body. He nodded his head in acknowledgment.
She wiped up their mess, careful not to harm his slowly recovering sex, only making him hiss in pain a few times, which were followed by quick apologies and praises from her.
She then carefully removed the tainted sheets from around him, tossing them to the side, opting to sleep without sheets for the night. Then she moved to the closet, removing a large fluffy blanket, draping it over her and him as she laid next to him, spooning his larger body with her smaller one.
"Can we get ice cream tomorrow?" he spoke timidly after a moment of peaceful silence. She chuckled.
"I'll get you anything you want tomorrow sweetheart. For now, just rest."
And so they did, holding each other through the rest of the night.
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