Serving for Your Pleasure

It's Saturday night, and we are just getting home after a fun evening out in town. As soon as we are through the door, you kiss me passionately, and whisper into my ear: "Meet me in the bedroom in 10 minutes." Exactly 10 minutes later I enter the bedroom to find you on the bed wearing a very revealing lace lingerie ensemble.

"Do you like what you see?"

"Oh yes, you look super hot."

"Sit down next to me. Let's have a chat about what we'll do today."

I make myself comfortable on the bed next to you, and you take my hand and put it gently on your body. I can feel the fabric under my skin, and start caressing you softly.

"Yes, that's nice. Feel the fabric. Now tell me, what do you want to do today?"

"I want to serve for your pleasure, mistress."

"Works for me. And why is that?"

"Because I love serving you and making you come. And..."

I pause.

"Yes?"

"And I love it when you deny me my orgasms, and keep me horny and desperate."

"So, are you horny and desperate? How long has it been?"

"It has been five weeks since the last time you allowed me to have an orgasm, mistress."

"Only five week, hm? Do you want to come today?"

"If it pleases you, mistress."

"And if it doesn't?"

"Then I will wait as long as you tell me to, mistress."

You grab my hand tighter this time, and move it towards your breast, while your other hand moves towards your crotch.

"Exactly. I decide if and when you get to come. And that's not today."

"Yes, mistress. Thank you for being so mean to me. May I please serve you for your pleasure today?"

"You may. Get naked and bring me my vibrator."

"Yes, mistress, right away."

I take off my clothes and fetch your wand toy and hand it to you.

"On the bed. Kneel next to me. NOW."

"Yes, mistress."

I climb onto the bed and hunker down uncomfortably next to you. You are on your back, and from my position I have a perfect view of your body wrapped in the lingerie, and the amazing cleavage formed by your gorgeous breasts. I put my hands on your sides, as before, and touch you gently.

"Did I say you were allowed to touch me?"

"No, mistress. I'm sorry."

I withdraw my hands and let them hang idly by my sides. You take the vibrator and turn it on before you put it on your vulva.

"You are only allowed to watch. No touching, or I will punish you."

As I am watching you masturbate, and with five weeks of denial, my penis starts to grow with excitement almost immediately. You start to moan and writhe in pleasure, and I just kneel there, helplessly, wanting nothing more than to touch and pleasure you. You are visibly amused by my silent suffering.

"Aww, do you want to touch me, and I don't let you?"

"Yes, mistress, that's so mean."

"Well, you like it when I'm mean, and I am enjoying this a lot, too. Tell me what you see and how it makes you feel."

You increase the speed of the vibrator, which causes you to shiver slightly.

"Yes, mistress. I see you enjoying yourself very much, deeply in pleasure from the vibrations. You look incredibly hot in this outfit, and with this look of pleasure on your face."

Describing the scene in my own words makes it even more vivid for me, and I am incredibly horny. Drawn in by the gorgeous sight, my hands are moving slowly closer towards your body. But my finger has barely reached your thigh when you notice my lust.

"I said no touching. If you touch me, you won't get an orgasm for another 3 months. Only look and talk."

I immediately withdraw my hand, and continue my narration.

"Yes, mistress. Please don't make it three more months. Seeing you in so much pleasure is making me really horny. It's already been five weeks, and I hope you let me come again soon."

"YES. Are you suffering for me? This feels so good."

"Yes, mistress, please make me suffer for you, so that you can get all the pleasure you deserve. But please let me touch you, at least. I could make you feel so good with my hands on your body."

"MHMMMM, AAAH. That's good. No touching."

Your moaning gets louder and more intense, indicating that you are close to an orgasm.

"As you say, mistress. Anything that gives you pleasure. And... OWWWW"

As you climax, you grab my skin tight and start pinching it hard. The pain is very sudden and intense, but I do not let it distract me from watching you come long and hard.

"UFF. Yes, that was so good. Did you enjoy it, too?"

"Yes, mistress, that looked like it must have felt so nice."

"It did. Too bad you don't get to have one today. I mean... too bad for you. But at least then you can focus more on my pleasure. And you still get to feel something."

You pinch me again hard, before you start running your nails down my thighs, and around my balls.

"So, five weeks... That's like dozens of orgasms for me, while you don't get a single one. Do you regret giving me control over your orgasms?"

"No, mistress. I love it."

"What's the longest I could keep you denied? Two weeks? Another month? More?"

"... Whatever pleases you, mistress."

"Let's say two more weeks, then?"

"Yes, mistress."

"And after that it will be six months."

"That's quite a jump, mistress."

"I thought it was my decision? 'Whatever pleases you, mistress' is what you said?"

"Um, yes, but... Yes, mistress, it is your decision. Please let me pleasure you."

"Wow, you'd really go for six months without an orgasm if I told you do? That's so hot it's making me horny again. Where's my vibrator?"

I hand you the toy again, which you turn on and put it back to work.

"Put clothespins on your nipples, and then you may touch my legs and body."

"Yes, mistress."

With the clamps in place, I wrap my hands around one of your legs and gently massage it upwards. When I reach your hips, I caress your belly just above where you hold the vibrator, and move on to your other leg. The toy is buzzing along at a medium speed, and your head is rolling back as you enjoy the sensation.

"YES. That feels good."

When I reach the foot on your other leg, I place on hand on each side of your legs, and slowly rub along your sides upwards. I move past your hips, along your belly, closer and closer to your amazing boobs.

"That's enough. I know how much you love my boobs, but you are not allowed to touch them today."

"Yes, mistress."

Denied yet another pleasure, I instead take in the beauty of your breasts with my eyes, while I grab your body more tightly with both hands. You increase the speed of the vibrator again, and I rub along your hips, and across your legs until my hands meet between your thighs. You spread your legs slightly to allow me to massage your inner thighs more intensely. Your moaning intensifies, but the vibrator's sound is growing fainter and fainter. I can tell that you are trying to get close to an orgasm, but grow increasingly frustrated with the weakening vibrations. You try to turn the toy off and on again, but it will not even start.

"It looks like the battery is empty. Did you not charge it?"

I am trying to recall when I had plugged in the toy the last time, but with a busy week, and the night out today, I must have forgotten about it.

"I'm sorry, mistress. I think you are right, and I didn't plug it in."

"I thought you wanted to serve for my pleasure?"

"I do, mistress. I'm sorry."

You pull the clothespins off my nipples, and immediately start to touch and flip them roughly.

"Oh, you will be sorry. But before your punishment, there is something we need to finish here. I was getting really close to an orgasm."

"Yes, mistress. How may I pleasure you?"

"First, plug in the vibrator so it can get some charge. Then put on a blindfold, and then you may lick me."

"Yes, mistress, thank you."

I plug in the toy and put on a blindfold. Feeling my way around, I put my head between your legs, and start by kissing your thighs, and licking them softly. Apparently you are getting impatient, and grab my hair to push my face right into your pussy.

"Skip the foreplay. I was this close to coming, so you better get to work."

Excitedly, I use my tongue to explore your vulva, running it up and down your labia, and circling the clit. You do not usually let me lick you, and I am thoroughly enjoying being allowed to getting you to a climax myself. You notice my enthusiasm.

"Are you enjoying yourself? Is that why you didn't plug in my vibrator? You can just hope it's worth the punishment you will get later. MHM. But YES, continue. You are not untalented."

Encouraged by your words, I intensify my licking, and also try to suck on your clit very gently. Soon you are writhing in pleasure, and holding my head tight by my hair.

"YES. That's good."

Several minutes later, you push my head away and are already holding the vibrator again.

"On your knees again, and no more touching."

"Yes, mistress."

I silently watch you use the minimal charge of the vibrator to quickly get you to another orgasm. My oral performance seems to have been almost enough, as you only needed a gentle touch with the wand to get you there.

"YES. MHM. AAAAH. That's good."

You throw the toy back at me, and I immediately plug it in to avoid a similar situation next time you want to play.

"Your tongue was good, but not quite enough. But as a warmup for this... wow. I'm glad we managed to get there after all."

"Me too, mistress. I hope you enjoyed your orgasms."

"I did, despite your failure to keep my toy charged. Now, for your punishment. Hmm... Two more weeks of denial..."

Even though I am already very horny, a total of seven weeks of denial is not bad, and even sounds exciting.

"Thank you for being so merciful, mistress."

"You didn't let me finish: Two more weeks of denial for letting you lick me. And five more weeks of denial for failing to charge my vibrator."

I swallow. This more than doubles my current denial period.

"So... seven more weeks?"

"Yes, 2 plus 5 is 7, very good. That should give you time to really focus on my pleasure. Maybe you'll even get to touch my boobs next time..."

"Yes, mistress. Thank you for correcting me."

"Oh, and ten strikes with the riding crop on your butt. Ten on each cheek, that is."

"Yes, mistress. Thank you."

I actually enjoy spanking, so this part of the punishment does not seem so bad. And maybe you will reduce my denial period if I obey. I hand you the riding crop and bend over the bed. You take a look at my butt, and swat it hard with your hand.

"Just had to test the surface first..."

After this test strike, you switch to the riding crop, and administer ten hard strikes on each of my butt cheeks. They hurt, but also feel so good, and when we are done, I am once again quite horny.

"Ah, right... and because you liked that so much (as I can see), that's another 20 days of denial. One for each strike."

Seven weeks, plus twenty more days is almost 10 more weeks of denial; twice as long as it has already been. I am sure that I will be beyond horny, and completely desperate for release after this time. But I willingly gave you control over my orgasms, and if this is your verdict, I will accept it. I just hope that you will let me pleasure you frequently during this time.

"Yes, mistress. You control my orgasms, and I will do as you say."

"Very good. Then you'll also be better prepared for the six months I have planned for after that."