“Did you want to?” Kayla, my girlfriend, asks. We’ve been snuggling on the couch for 20 minutes and her hand pressed on my inner thigh, moving closer and to my little T-dick.

“Oh yeah” I say, kissing her neck. I’m surprised. In our two-year relationship, she’s only initiated once or twice. “I’m so hard for you right now.”

“Oh yeah?” she breathes, moving her hand between my legs, feeling for my T-dick and slit. “Are you wet for me too?”

“So wet.”

“Did you want to try today, what we talked about? Me domming you?”

I feel myself immediately get wetter. We’d talked about my femdom fantasies a few times but she’d never actually engaged in them. I figured she was too shy to actually play them out.

“I would love that” I tell her. I reached my hand up her shirt to grab her breasts.

She pulls away from my hands. “Not yet, Tyler. I’m in charge today. You’re going to listen to me then and be my little whore?”

“Yes please.”

“Yes master” she corrects.

“Yes master.”

“Okay, tell me if I go too far.”

“Yes master.”

She pulls off my shirt, traces my top surgery scars, runs her fingers over my nipples.

“Lie down” I do and she kisses my stomach. Her hands move to the button on my jeans. She teases my nipple with her left hand. I don’t feel much due to top surgery but discover myself moaning anyway. She undoes my pants and rubs my labia through my boxers. I’m already soaking through them.

“Feeling excited, are we?” she asks.

“Yes Master” I tell her.

She continues to tease me through my boxers me for what feels like minutes but was probably only 15 seconds or so. Finally, her hands slip underneath my skin.

“Such a wet boy.”

“Mhmmm.”

“Take these off” she instructs, tugging at my waistband.

I happily take my jeans and boxers the rest of the way off.

She resumes her light stroking of my inner legs and labia.

“Mmm please, can I see you naked, Master?” I ask. I’m not used to not being able to grab at her while she teases me.

“Since you asked nicely.” She takes off her t-shirt to expose her braless chest. Her little B cup tits bounce the smallest amount.

“No touching though” she instructs. She pulls off her sweats. I see a little wet spot on her underwear too. I long to stick my tongue in her hole. I need to remind myself not to grab at her body.

She takes off her underwear and puts them in my mouth. “A little something to satiate you.” I suck on them longingly, trying to squeeze out every drop.

She returns to my cunt stroking my labia gently and after what feels like forever gently strokes my t-cock with one finger. I moan into her panties, not sure if I’m allowed to take them out of my mouth.

After just that one stroke she removes her finger from my pussy and I feel like screaming for more. She climbs on top of me. I can feel her tits pressed up against my chest. She takes the underwear from my mouth.

“Do you want my mouth on your dick, slut?” she asks.

“Please master.”

“You need to promise me one thing.”

“Anything, Master”. I can feel how erect her nipples are. Can feel her nipples better than I’ve felt my own in months. I want them in my mouth so badly.

“You won’t cum until I give you permission.”

My little dick twitches at. “Of course not, Master”. I love a good stamina challenge. I’d only ever teased myself that way, making myself edge over and over again before finally giving into the wave of pleasure. When I’d mentioned I wanted to try submission, I’d given orgasm control as an example among other things I’d be down to try- degradation, name calling, bondage, impact play- but hadn’t mentioned it was what I craved most. Was too embarrassed to tell her that orgasm denial was what turned me on most in the world.

“Good boy”

Kayla scooches back down and her mouth is on me. Just on my labia though. I’m dying for her to move upward a bit.

“My clit, please”

“Mmm, you better be good” she says before lightly sliding her tongue on my little shaft.

It feels way too fucking good. I feel like I won’t be able to hold back on. My hips rock, trying to squeeze out every ounce of pleasure.

“Stay still!”

I force my body to relax, hardly able to contain myself.

She resumes the gentle licking and it takes everything in me not to squirm and fuck her face.

“I’m getting really close,” I tell her.

“Don’t cum!”

“Yes, Master.”

She continues to lick my clit and shoves one finger then two in my cunt. I yell out in pleasure. It’s been so long since I’ve been filled.

“You like having your pussy filled, slut?”

“Yes Master” I’m also ashamed, like as a man, I shouldn’t be having sex like that. But I have to admit it feels so good. “I don’t think I can last much longer.”

“Tell me when you’re too close to keep going.” She proceeds with licking.

I only last about five more seconds before saying “I’m too close”.

I can feel my clit throbbing as she releases me. “Fuck…”

“Good boy, not giving in to the edge to orgasm. Now since you get to the edge so quickly, you need to take some time to cool down. Get your mouth on my clit”.

I gladly comply, rolling on to my stomach and licking her. She instructs me all the way through. “Not like that, harder. A little higher up. Fine, you can play with my nipples too but don’t ease up on my pussy”.

It takes about 15 minutes but she cums in my mouth. I swallow all her juices like I’m dying of thirst.

“Fuck….” she says. “Would it be too selfish to ask for another one?”

“You’re in control” I tell her.

“Make me cum again then, slut”. This time she gently guides me onto my back and sits on my face.

I’m loving this side of her. My tongue is happily back on her clit, in the exact spot she told me. But God, I want to cum. Want to reach my finger down and jerk my own clit. Would probably only take a minute to get me back to the edge.

“Please can I touch myself?”

“After you make me cum again!”

I resume licking and it’s only a couple minutes before she orgasms, hard. I lightly touch her perineum and feel the contractions.

I let her recover before asking “Can I touch now?”

“You can but don’t cum just yet.”

I nod, stroke my T-dick very gently so I can have longer before getting to the edge.

“That’s enough!”

I reluctantly move my hand my from clit.

“I’m gonna fuck your cunt with my fingers and neither of us is going to touch your clit. And you’re not going to cum of course.”

It’s like blissful torture. Her one hand on my leg, the other fucking me. Each thrust bringing a wave of pleasure, making me more aroused but not enough to bring me over the edge. I’ve never been able to cum vaginally- only from having my clit jerked or licked. She knows that and is using it against me to create up the frustration.

“I told you stay still!” I realize I’m thrusting my hips again. God, I’m out on control.

“You might need to punish me for squirming so much.”

She pauses and looks away from me. I can tell she’s a bit taken aback. Am I being too submissive? But then she asks, “You want that slut?”

“Give me what I deserve, Master.”

“Lie on your stomach so I can access your ass. I’ll be right back. Don’t fucking touch yourself.”

I flip over, use the moment to catch my breath. Will she go through with this? Is she gonna penetrate me? I’ve curiously stuck a finger or two in there before but haven’t explored much.

She comes back in, holding a paddle. “I got this when you told me about your fantasies, didn’t think I’d be using it the first time”.

“Sorry I’ve been so disobedient, please teach me my lesson.”

She comes around the bed so she’s facing me and looks at me in the eye.

“You want me to slap you with this?”

“Yes please.”

“Okay, I’m going to give you the punishment you deserve then. But I don’t really want to hurt you- not much anyway. I need you to tell me if it hurts too much. Okay?”

“Yes Master.”

“Good boy”

She climbs over the bed so she’s behind me.

She slaps me once, gently, just a little slap. I twitch a little but don’t make a sound.

“Too much?”

“No, more please!”

She hits me again- way harder this time. I groan. I’m so fucking wet. I need to touch my clit.

“How was that?”

“Perfect”

She slaps me again, with the same intensity. I whimper in pain but also pleasure.

“Three more then maybe you’ll behave yourself.”

WHACK WHACK WHACK. They come in quick succession.

“Going to behave yourself now?”

“Yes, Master, thank you.”

“Thank you for?”

“Thank you for punishing me.”

“For punishing you for?”

“Thank you for punishing me for being a bad slut and thrusting my hips without permission”.

“Good, now I’m going to finger you again and you aren’t going to move. If you do that well, I will reward you.”

“Yes Mistress. Thank you, Mistress.”

I let her finger fuck me, focusing all my energy on staying still so I end up moaning way louder than usual.

“Very good, toy” she says. “Do you want to cum now?”

“So much, please Master.”

“I’m going to suck on that dick of yours. You are not to cum until I tell you. You will tell me right before you get to the edge.”

“Yes Master.”

Staying still is agony. Even without me moving though, it only takes 30 seconds to bring me close. I’m so turned on.

“I’m almost at the edge.”

“Good boy” Her mouth is off my clit. “Let’s let you cool off.”

“Please can I cum?”

“In good time. Let’s bring you to the edge once more first.”

This time it takes only about 15 seconds. “I’m at the edge Master.”

She takes her mouth off for about 30 seconds, then sticks it back on.

“Oh my god, please may I cum?”

She stares into my eyes and nods, lips still sucking me.

My body convulses and a wave of pleasure runs through me. “Oh my fucking god” I moan.

“Good boy, such a good boy waiting to cum.”

It takes forever for my heart rate to calm down and clit to stop throbbing. She cuddles me as I relish in the post-orgasm daze.

“How was that for you, cutie?”

“Oh my God, I loved it, Kayla. Thank you so much.”

“I liked it too. what was your favourite part? Anything you want me to do differently?

“Well, I loved the punishment and making you cum, but I think my favorite was you bringing me so close and not giving me permission to cum until the end”.

“I wasn’t sure about orgasm denial when you brought it up because I love watching you cum so much. But I could tell it was one of the things that really interested you so I watched some videos. It ended up being super fun to tease you. And you were so willing to do what I said when you were desperate” she laughs. “Was there anything you didn’t like or want me to change?”

“Uh, everything was great. You could maybe…be a little meaner?”

“I have no problem with that” she laughs. “Tell me more”

“Um…” I pause. I’m not sure that I want to tell her. Asking not to orgasm at all is so embarrassing. And she just told me she loves watching me cum.

“Tell me slut.”

I’m horny all over again from hearing that. “Um, I would love if you like…kept me on edge longer, like I know it sounds weird but like I fantasize about not being allowed to cum over multiple days. Just teased and making you cum and then being told to put my dick away.”

She laughs. Colour flows to my cheeks.

“You really do like to be controlled, eh?”

“So much and you’re so good at it.”

“Okay my little slut. I will do that next time. Leave you desperate instead of giving you release”.

I kiss her gently. “Let me know if there’s anything you want to try to, eh?”

“Oh you’ll see what I want you to try” she laughs. “I love you so much, my sexy toy.”

“I love you.” I cuddle her and she dozes off in my arms. I can still feel my wetness. I have a feeling it won’t be going away for a while.