Story Time

I pace the kitchen after doing the dishes as you ordered. The door to the bedroom remains closed, and I strain to hear anything, but all I can pick up is a faith humming, presumably of the vibrator. I decided to wipe down the counters one more time, and get a drink ready for you. I check the time. It has been about 45 minutes since you kicked me out of the bedroom so you could “enjoy yourself”, with Instructions to get the kitchen in order. You generally allowed me to wear two “items to keep your mind occupied”, as you put it, which is why I can feel a bra and panties under my clothes as I wait for you to be done. They do nothing to quell my arousal; quite the opposite; I am as horny as I can be, while you get all the fun. Just as I finish your Mai Tai, you emerge from the bedroom in your PJs.

“Did you have fun?”

“Not really.”

“Aww, too bad. I’ve had such a good time, thinking about how frustrated you must be.”

I hand you the drink.

“For me? Oh, how nice. But let me inspect the kitchen first.”

You wander along the counter, taking a close look at every corner before you pass your judgment.

“Could be better. But the drink is a nice touch, and I’m such a good mood that I think you’ve earned a reward. Come with me.”

You return to the bedroom with your drink in hand, and I eagerly follow.

“So, were you thinking about what I’m doing while you were stuck cleaning the kitchen?”

“Yes, ma’am, I couldn’t think of anything else than all the pleasure you must be getting.”

“That’s funny, because I was also thinking about you a lot. How you didn’t get any fun, while I had orgasm after orgasm. And how you must hate having to play the maid while I get to relax and enjoy myself. But I have a reward for you: I’m going to tell you all about it. Would you like that?”

“I would love that. Thank you, ma’am!”

“Ok, get naked, and lie on your back.”

I strip and do as you ordered, my erection sticking outperfectly vertically. You look at it and your face changes into a wicked smile.

“Aww, so excited. I hope you weren’t under the impression that you’d get anything other than a story.”

You sit down next to me and take a sip, as my penis strains for an even harder erection, desperate for attention, but you remain unmoved.

“How long has it been?”

“Which part? You haven’t allowed me an orgasm in 4 weeks, ma’am, and the last time you let me touch my penis was 17 days ago. I’m very horny.”

“17 days… that’s why he’s so needy. But not today. I like it when he’s needy.”

You start to gently rub my chest, pinching my nipple softly between two fingers.

“What do you think I just did?”

“Um, you used the vibrator to pleasure yourself.”

“Very good. Would you have liked to see that?”

“Yes, ma’am, I love seeing you come. I could have helped, too! I love pleasure you.”

“Oh, you did, don’t worry. Kicking you out of the bedroom made me super horny. I almost could not wait for you to close the door behind you to get started. Once you’d left, I immediately got the vibrator, and then I got naked. You would have loved seeing me like that.”

“Yes, ma’am, your naked body is the perfect form to behold. Please let me join you next time.”

“Haha, only blindfolded. Maybe I’ll let you see me naked for your birthday.”

You pinch my nipples much harder before you continue.

“When I turned on the vibrator I could already hear the water running in the kitchen sink, and I was thinking about how frustrated and horny you must be, not even allowed to touch yourself, and it made me so wet. And then I rubbed over my own boobs, imagining it was you, but also knowing that you would love nothing more than to touch them, and you couldn’t because I ordered you out.”

“Mhm, yes, that’s so hot. Please tell me more.”

You move your hand slowly across my belly, lower and lower.

“Just imagine how nice it would havee been to touch me, kiss me, lick me. In the past, I would even have let you penetrate me, and come inside me. But you wanted to be denied.”

You take another sip of the drink.

“And it was so worth it. This is delicious, and my orgasms were super strong.”

You put the glass aside and put both of your hands on my body, tantalizingly close to my penis. I am hoping you would touch it, straining against your touch.

“Stay still. Your friend here isn’t getting anything today. I come so much harder knowing that you are frustrated and desperate for any attention.”

You remove your hands completely, and continue.

“After my second orgasm I started to think more about the power I have over you. I just say you can’t touch yourself, and you obey. Just pure submission to my decisions, and suffering for my enjoyment. If I told you that you’d have to wait another month for an orgasm, you’d do that. If I decided to milk ten orgasms out of you tomorrow, I could. You’d follow anything I order, right?”

“Yes, ma’am, you are in charge. Thank you for being so strict with my denial.”

“When do you think I’ll even let you touch yourself again? Maybe next week? Or the one after?”

“When it pleases you, ma’am. But please soon, it’s getting really difficult.”

“Maybe I’ll make you roll a die for it next week, and you’ll get that many minutes to play with yourself while I watch. Six minutes seem like a fair maximum.”

“Please make it two dice, ma’am. One is so little time.”

“Hahaha, that’s so funny. You don’t even beg for an orgasm anymore, because you know it’s pointless. But sure, maybe it’ll be two dice, if I let you roll any at all. I’ll have to think about it.”

You shift your position to get closer to my feet, and gently grab my ankles.

“Are you enjoying this session?”

“Yes, ma’am, thank you!”

“You really are desperate. That’s so hot, I’m almost tempted to get my vibrator out again. But instead let metell you about the fourth, or maybe it was the fifth, orgasm I had earlier. I was on my knees, holding my toy tightly against my vulva, leaning slightly forward so that my boobs were fully exposed. I was thinking how much you would have enjoyed to be there, underneath me, sucking on them, and touching my body all over. And then my mind went to how horny you must have been right in this moment, Wearing your bra and panties to aroom you, while you weren’t even allowed to be in the same room as me. I was moaning so loudly, I’m sure you heard it through the door. I *hope* you heard it through the door. That orgasm hit me like a wave, it felt so good it made my head spin. I had flashes of you all horny in the kitchen, and me in satisfied bliss in the bed.”

Your hands finally move slowly upwards towards my knees, and then to my thighs.

“I must have had more orgasms today than you got all year so far.”

You use your fingernails to lightly scratch my thighs, starting on theoutside, and then moving slowly towards the inside. I spread my legs a bit more to allow you full access.

“I’m in a bit of dilemma, actually. This was really fun today, but I also like it when you touch me. But if I give you that, how else can I make you suffer to fully satisfy me?”

“Please let me touch you. I’ll do anything to satisfy you.”

“Anything, you say? How about this: Every time you get to play with me your denial period is extended by another two weeks. That way I know that you’re sacrificing your own orgasm to play with me, and get increasingly frustrated and denied.”

“Anything that pleases you, ma’am. I just want to play with you and make you come.”

You use your full hands to rub my inner thighs, further and further upwards. You circle the base of my penis once, before your hands grab my balls tightly.

“They are so full. And no draining in sight. I might hold you to your promise every week now, and keep extending your denial period by twoweeks every time. It’ll be a long time before you get to come again. We’ll see how horny you can get.”

You hold them tightly with one hand, while the other gives them a few light slapses.

“Now go and get dressed. That’s all you get for today