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you’ve been skipping class, flunking labs, and now you’re in his office with a bad throbbing ache between your legs and an even badder grade

you don’t even bother knocking when you walk into his office, because he’s the one who told you to “come in after hours if you want to fix this."

he’s lounging behind his desk like he always is, legs spread wide, shirt unbuttoned just enough to show a sliver of his chest. those ridiculous black sunglasses are perched low on his nose, and when he sees you he smiles.

“look who finally showed up,” he sighed, gesturing lazily to the stack of unfinished lab reports on his desk. “thought you’d given up.”

you shift awkwardly, heart pounding that you swore that felt like . “i just.. didn’t know what to say.”

“good thing you’re not here to talk, then,” he murmurs, pushing his glasses back up. “you’ve been slacking all semester. skipping lectures, half assing labs.. think i wouldn’t notice?”

you try to look apologetic, but it’s hard to think when he stands up and walks toward you, all tall, slow, and hot as hell. he stops when he’s just behind you, so close you can feel the heat of him against your back.

he stops just behind you. doesn’t touch. doesn’t even breathe too loud. but he’s there. close enough to set your skin on fire.

“so,” he says, voice lower now, almost lazy. “what are you gonna do to make up for it?”

you swallow hard. it’s too quiet in the room, and his words feel like a trap you’re already tangled in. “i don’t know,” you mumble, not trusting yourself to meet his eyes. “whatever you think is fair..”

he lets that hang for a second. then laughs softly. “you’re asking me to decide what’s fair?” his breath brushes your neck now, and you feel it—finally, his fingers ghosting over your hip like he’s testing how far you’ll let him go. “baby, that’s dangerous.”

you say nothing. can’t. your pulse is screaming under your skin.

he leans closer, like he’s about to bite out something cruel, but he doesn’t. just murmurs, “you walk in here after weeks of disappearing and tell me whatever i think is fair? you sure you wanna give me that kind of control?”

“i’m here, aren’t i?” you whisper.

his hand finally settles on your waist, grounding, a little too firm. “yeah,” he says. “you are.”

but he doesn’t move. doesn’t do anything, not yet. just lets the tension stretch and snap in the silence, dragging it out because he wants you to squirm.

“bend over the desk,” he says quieter now, “just so we can talk.”

you hesitate this time. you know what he’s capable of when you’re like this - open, stupid with need, desperate for something rough to erase the guilt of failing repeatedly pooling in your chest. but still, you lean forward, hands braced, chest against the desk’s cold edge.

he stands behind you but doesn’t touch. just talks.

“do you even know what you want?” he asks, tone unreadable. “or are you just hoping i’ll figure it out for you?”

your mouth is dry. “i want to fix it.”

he hums. “no, you want to get fucked and pretend that fixes it.”

your breath catches.

“you think showing up wet and pathetic is the same as putting in work?” he presses a hand between your shoulder blades, not to hold you down, but just feel you. “you think that’s gonna cut it?” he sighs.

can this man just do something—

oh. and then—then—you hear the belt.

you don’t hesitate. your hands brace against the cool wood as you feel him behind you, tugging at your waistband, baring you like you’re some toy he gets to play with when the lab’s closed.

and then you hear it. the soft click of his belt.

“count for me,” he says.

the first strike is loud and hot and sharp, making your hips jerk forward and your breath catch in your throat.

“one,” you gasp.

“you can take more than that, right?” he murmurs, and god, he sounds pleased.

he spanks you again, then again, harsh and slow, pausing just enough to let the sting settle before the next. by the seventh you’re trembling, thighs pressed tight, skin burning.

by the twelfth you’re dripping, trying not to grind against the desk to get some- any kind of friction. he leans forward, pressing a kiss just under your ear, voice thick.

“look at you,” he breathes. “all shaky already. i haven’t even fucked you yet.”

when he finally pulls his cock out, he drags the tip along your slit just to pull a reaction out of you and then he pushes in, all at once, no warning, making your body jolt forward as he buries himself deep.

he fucks you like he’s trying to drill the periodic table into your spine—slow at first, grinding deep, then picking up pace until the desk creaks under you. one hand tangled in your hair, the other gripping your hip, dragging you back onto him like he owns you.

“gonna fix that grade right here,” he pants. “maybe if i fuck you dumb enough, you’ll stop skipping class.”

you’re crying out now, clenching around him, brain static.

“f-fuck—professor—”

he groans, hips stuttering as he slams into you harder, until your legs give and your moans turn into needy whines. and when he comes, it’s with a low growl and a handful of your hair in his fist, cock buried so deep it feels like he’s made a mark inside.

you stay there, folded over the desk, skin warm and used, every nerve fried and twitching. the world’s gone fuzzy around the edges, and your thighs are trembling, stuck between the aftershock and the hot cum inside.

he slides out antagonizingly slow. his hands stay on your hips a second longer than they need to, thumbs brushing over the marks he left. then he leans in, and you feel the scratch of his stubble as he kisses the base of your spine—soft and mocking.

his voice is a low purr when he speaks.

“look at you,” he murmurs. “can’t even stand up straight.”

you groan, forehead still pressed to the desk, too gone to argue.

he pulls your panties back up with a tenderness that doesn’t match anything that just happened, then palms your ass one last time that felt too smug.

“extra credit approved,” he says, and when you glance back, he’s buttoning his shirt as if he didn’t just rearrange your guts.

the belt’s still hanging loose around his hips. his smile’s a little crooked. and he’s already reaching for a red pen.

Go on. Do it, if you're not already. You're allowed to right now. In fact, you're required to rub your clit right now. Just play with it using the fingers of one hand and keep reading.

Very gently now, go up and down, sliding your fingers over your slit. Imagine it's the head of my cock playing there, teasing you before I fuck you. Up and down. Don't change the pace, don't press harder. Be steady. Imagine that you're tied up tight and you can do nothing to get more pleasure. You can only hope I decide to fuck your nearby hole. Move your other hand up to your tits now. Grope and squeeze them. Be rough, passionate. Play with them. Keep your first hand working, one up top and one below. Close your eyes and focus on the feel for a moment.

Take your hand away from your pussy now. Put whatever fingers you got wet in your mouth and lick. Use that other hand to pinch a nipple now. Harder. Harder. Take that hand out of your mouth and smear both nipples with your spit. They should be nice and hard.

Fuck yourself with a couple of those same fingers now. Slide in and out. It's fun to watch you so intent on your pleasure. Go a bit faster, now hold that speed. Bring your other hand down to go at your clit. Little circles this time. You're hoping I’ll give you permission to cum, aren't you? Keep fucking yourself. Keep rubbing. You were so good and you're oh so horny and it just wouldn't be fair if I sent you away needy. It's my right, though. If I want you desperate and dripping tonight I'll tell you to take your hands off of your body and you would, because you want to be good, even if it means feeling empty down there and soaking through your underwear. Your orgasm belongs to me.

My doctor enters the room again, then locks the door behind her. Offering me a warm smile, she sits down onto the rotating chair and slides on over, positioning herself between my spread legs. I swallow thickly, watching her guide the rolling tray of tools beside her.

I curl my toes as she pushes up my gown, exposing my wet pussy even more. I’m too embarrassed to look, but a thick silence fills the air.

“Hmmm... how interesting,” she hums.

I turn my head, meeting her eyes.

“You’re quite wet right now.”

I gape, my face turning bright right. She meets my eyes and chuckles softly, shaking her head.

“Nothing to be embarrassed of. It’s normal. But... I’ve never seen one as wet as yours.”

I gasp softly as her gloved fingertips part my lips, massaging my vulva. As she parts them, her eyes flicker with desire. I can hardly control myself and grip onto the sides of the chair. My eyes slip shut and my mind begins to go cloudy. I’m already unbareably horny, unable to comprehend any thoughts drifting through my hollow mind.

“I might... have to do a more in depth examinination,” she says clinically. “Just to ensure that nothing negative is the cause for all of this secretion.”

All I can think is that I know exactly why I’m sopping wet.

My breaths tremble as she presses her hands against my inner thighs, and I can feel my hole clenching. She reaches to the table and takes a speculum—I can feel my back arch as the cold metal touches my warm cunt, and I jolt at the sensation of my pussy being stretched open. My legs come up from the stirrups and my doctor mumbles something, pulling the speculum away.

“Please try not to move. It makes it difficult to position the speculum properly.”

When she tries again, I fail. I whisper an apology, licking my lips. She shakes her head.

“Well, there is another way,” she says. I watch as she gets up and moves to her desk. When she sits back down my eyes fall upon the leather straps and padlocks. My clit throbs hard at the sight and I can feel myself grow more aroused by the second. “I can secure your legs into the stirrups. That way we don’t need to concern ourselves with any movement that may interfere with this examination.”

“O-Okay,” I stutter.

I can only think about my pulsating pussy and the sensation of leather kissing my skin. She maneuvers straps around both of my ankles, fastening them to the stirrups, then padlocks them into place. I’m surprised when she continues up my legs, next securing both knees, and then finally my thighs. I attempt to pull my legs from the stirrups to no avail—it’s like I’m glued to the device. And there is absolutely nothing I can do now to free myself. My doctor has the keys to the padlocks. It’s her choice to free me or not—I could be stuck here the rest of my life if she decided.

Those thoughts continue to pour into my mind. I squirm, my fingers curling around the sides of the chair. I want nothing more than to reach between my thighs and rub my clit to an explosive orgasm. I want to grip my tits and pull my nipples and moan louder than ever before. But I can’t. Unless I want to embarrass myself more than I already have.

Her gloved hands return to my thighs, and I feel goosebumps raising on my skin. I breathe heavily as she inserts the speculum, my hole being stretched wide. My doctor continues to work with a blank face—her professionalism is uncanny, but then again, she’s a doctor. That’s her job.

“Your vulva appears perfectly healthy. I’m going to examine your vagina and cervix now. I’m going to push your gown up further so I can see your abdomen.”

I watch with parted lips as she pushes my gown up, revealing my lower stomach. Her eyes skim over the rest of my body, stopping level with my tits. I know she can see my hard nipples pressing against that damn fabric. I subconsciously try to pull my legs free, and instantly move my arms to cover myself.

“Try to keep your arms by your side. I’m going to insert my fingers inside of your cunt.”

My eyes widen at the crude language she uses, but before I can say anything (not that I really even wanted too—I found that her language only heightened my arousal) I feel her fingers enter my dripping hole. I can’t help the moans that escape my lips. Her fingers move in circles inside of me, and she only pushes them deeper. Her other hand is pressing down on my abdomen. For a moment I swear she touched my g-spot, because my toes are curling and my back is arching. I immediately go to reach for her hands, wanting to pushing them deeper—make her fingers move faster. I’m right about to cum, leaking pathetically and making a mess all over my thighs and the tissue paper that sits beneath my bottom.

But she retracts her fingers. It only takes a moment for me to realize what I have just done, and my face is beet red. Holy fuck, I almost just came at the gynocologist. On her fingers. And I was moaning. Fuck, fuck, fuck. I’m beyond humiliated, angry at myself for letting my horniness get the best of me. What am I, a teenage boy? I should be able to control myself, not act like some slut during the middle of a medical examination!

“I’m—“

“I told you to hold your arms by your side. I also can’t have you making so much noise. What would the people outside my office think? Are you trying to get me in trouble?” she asks. Her tone is even and firm, yet still slightly degrading.

I’m flabbergasted. “No-no, of course I wouldn’t want to get you in trouble, ma’am.”

She again gets up and goes to her desk. When she returns, there are more straps and padlocks, some of them longer than others.

“My only option is to further restrain you. If not, this will be the end of your examination. You can return home, however this visit will still be charged.”

Deep down I knew I didn’t want to leave. And I had already payed for the visit. I felt bad, too. I didn’t want to get her in trouble.

“Yes... yes that’s fine. Of course.”

My clit has a heart beat of its own. And as I watch her fasten my wrists to the sides of the chair, padlocking them into place, the heart beat gets louder and louder. I’m shocked when she continues to fasten the straps around my chest, one of them above my breasts and the other below. It’s humiliating—they look magnified and huge from being squeezed together, and my nipples are even more noticeable. Another strap is fed along my abdomen, until I’m compeltely secured to the chair, my legs spread wide and my slick, puffy pussy on display to my doctor. The gown hardly offers much coverage anymore.

“I will also ask that you consent to this being placed into your mouth.” She shows me the device, and my eyes widen. It appears to be a gag. The strap is black, but the center is a silver ring, and there are several metallic appendages that are fixed off the ring. It looks as if it can be screwed in a certain manner.

Still, I nod, opening my mouth for her. Her heels click as she walks around my restrained body, and she settles the ring behind my teeth. I groan at the uncomfortable feeling of my mouth being stretched wide open, coughing gently when she strictly fastens it. I don’t notice that she pulls the strap as tight as possible, buckling the gag into place.

When she walks back around to face me, she reaches forward, gripping the screws on either side of the gag. I’m surprised when she starts to twist, the gag only stretching wider and wider until I can’t possibly expand my jaw open any further. I’ve never been more uncomfortable in my life, and I begin to shake my head, my incoherent pleas for release and relief going unnoticed.

I realized now what I’ve done. I’ve compeltely given up control to my doctor—a woman I hardly even know. And now I’m restrained entirely to this chair, hardly able to move an inch, strictly gagged and already drooling all over my chest. I can’t fathom how utterly pathetic I must look right now, but all I can do is wait for the examination is over to be released.

When she sits back down in the chair between my thighs, I watch her eyes scan over my bound form. She removes her gloves, only to replace them with a fresh pair, then returns to focusing on my exposed cunt. I groan again as her fingers penetrate me, pumping away slowly, milking me towards the edge. I squirm freely in my bonds, grunting as I tug against the iron-like restrains. All I can do is curl my toes and my fingers and shake my head from side to side.

I can hear the squelching of my juices, and she increases her pace, curling her fingers inside of me. My clit is throbbing, desperate for attention I wonder if it will ever receive. As soon as I’m about to cum, she again withdraws her fingers. I’m panting and sweating, drool seeping down my chin and neck.

“I think I know exactly why you’re so wet,” she says. “A couple other patients of mine participate in orgasm denial with their partners as well. It’s quite easy to tell a denied pussy from a satisfied one. Yours is... quite denied. I hope you don’t mind if I see for myself how far you can be pushed.”

I begin to thrash in my bonds, making every attempt in the book to free myself or at least hide myself from her. But there’s nothing I can do. I watch helplessly as she picks up the pair of scissors on the tray and takes them to my gown. She cuts away at the fabric, eventually managing to slip the remainder of the material out from beneath the straps binding my chest to the chair. Now, I’m truly on display. My tits and pussy are both out, and my nipples are completely hard.

I groan as she massages my tits, tweaking my nipples between her fingertips. She slaps at them, prodding them with her fingers.

“Incredible,” she hums in approval.

She gets up and when she returns, there’s a series of toys in her hands. The medical equipment once on the tray was now replaced with a plethora of toys she intended to use for my torture. A vibrator, a dildo, nipple clamps, weights, a makeup brush, and a feather all sit in a nice line.

I whimper when the clamps are fastened onto my nipples. There’s no hesitation when the weights are added, pulling down on my tits. The burning sensation coaxes me to the edge, and I watch in horror as she picks up the dildo. My moans fill the room as she fills me entirely with the toy, pushing it to the hold then using a strip of tape to hold it in place. Her fingers ghost along my lips, and my entire body tenses with pleasure when she takes to fingers to my clit, applying plenty of pressure to the aching spot.

“I have never seen a cunt as soaked as yours in my life. Seeing as you’re a slut for denial, I hope you won’t mind if coax a few edges out of you myself, dear.”

My body is on fire as I approach the edge, whimpering in defeat when those fingers leave me hanging once more.

“Now for the brush.”

She grabs the delicate brush and drags it through my folds, soaking the bristles and drawing circles around my clit. She paints my pussy with my own wetness, and I’m trembling all over. I pull at my wrists, my tits heaving with every breath I take. My jaw aches terribly, but the feeling of an incoming orgasm cancels out any sliver of discomfort I might feel—maybe the discomfort even adds.

I lose track of the amount of edges performed with the brush. All I know is that by the end of it, I had made a mess of the tissue paper beneath me.

My doctor takes a moment to pause, allowing me a break. But not much longer goes by before she continues on with the edges using the vibrator. She drags the buzzing toy all around my cunt on its lowest seething, teasing my inner thighs and pussy lips. I gasp as she places the toy against my tortured nipples, which she eventually removed the clamps from.

When she stops, it’s to look at her phone.

“Excuse me for a moment. I’m being requested at the front desk. I will return shortly, please remain where you are and try to not make any noise.”

I try to beg her to not leave—or to at least let me cum before she disappears, but there’s nothing I can say or do.

But my heart drops into my stomach as she opens the door, swinging it wide open. She kicks a door stopper in, fixing it in place so that the room is completely open to anyone who may walk back. I watch her, unable to comprehend my own shock. There’s no way she would just leave it open like that, not when I look like this—

I thrash in my bonds, crying out for her. This is utterly humiliating. I can’t believe this. There are tears in my eyes, but nothing I can do as she heads down the hallway.

I don’t know how to act as doctors and nurses pass the door. Some of them simply ignore my pathetic form while others will stop at the doorway, stare, and laugh and my predicament. I can only watch with pleading eyes, my cheeks hot pink at the thought of them being able to see my pussy spread open all for them.

One doctor even entered, walking circles around me, their gloves hands examining every inch of my skin. Their fingers prodded at my tits and flicked my nipples, chuckling when they managed to stirr a reaction out of me.

“Very nice tits,” they said. “And a pretty pussy too.”

After a few gentle pats on my cunt and stroking my inner thighs, they left.

A few nurses had gathered in front of the door not long after. They pointed and snickered at me, pulling out their phones to snap a few pictures of the new office slut.

“What a whore.”

“Yeah, she’s a slut. Look at how wet she is.”

“Pathetic.”

My doctor returns a few moments later with a clipboard, closes the door, then sits down.

“I’ve decided to schedule you for a follow up visit next week. There are a few more tests I would like to run; however, I don’t have the exact equipment needed to properly run these certain tests today.”

I can only imagine what she has planned.

“I’m going to have you sit tight while I fill out the rest of your chart. Also, you are absolutely not allowed to touch yourself under any circumstances until the next visit. At that point I will decide what your body requires—or, more specially, your cunt. If you think you will have trouble obeying these rules, nod now and I will have one of the nurses bring in a device to assist you through the week.”

I pondered for a moment. I had already planned on rubbing my cunt raw as soon as I got into my car... but I was intruiged. And still ridiculously horny. I moaned.

“Very well.”

A nurse entered the room moments later with a box, and my doctor finally released me from my restraints and my gag. However, I was not allowed to interrupt her as she fixed me into the contraption I would wear for the next week.

“Stand up straight, dear. Legs apart. Please place your hand on the back of your head and thrust out your tits. That’s a good girl.”

She slipped her hand down between my thighs, fingers rubbing at my clit. I moan, closing my eyes, my brows knitting together as I felt another orgasm ready to rack my body. Of course, she pulled away, leaving me aching and dripping.

Moments later, I felt metal encircle my waist, and she had me suck in comfortably. Once the belt was fixed into place, a similar metal strap was fed between my leg and pushed up against my throbbing and sopping wet pussy. I moaned, my clit twitching. She slipped the key into place and locked on the contraption. Her gloved hands pressed against the plate, and I whimpered in defeat, unable to feel any sensations against my denied clit.

“But... but—“

“No,” she said simply. “Now, you will be emailed instructions on how to clean and function every day with the device. You will also be required every day to do something that will ensure peak arousal. When you return for you next visit, I can only move forward if you have reached maximum arousal. Understand, dear?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

© 2013 Amaranta Lilly

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My fingers tap-tap-tap at the keys as I work on the computer. I am naked, except for two pieces of cold metal; the first, the collar circling my neck. The second, the cruel device locked around my sex. These are His rules. Whatever I am doing, unless we have company I am always to be nude at home.

I feel, rather than hear, him come up behind me. I force my focus to remain upon the screen in front of me. He blows air onto the back of my neck, in just the right way to send a shiver rushing down my spine. His hands go to my shoulders and he starts to rub them, gently massaging away the tension I did not even know was there. My skin is so sensitive, my body so attuned to him that even this seemingly non-sexual touch makes me breathe just a little harder.

‘Concentrate, Kitten,’ he murmurs in my ear, when he sees my eyes begin to drift away from the screen and my typing fingers come to a halt. I try to do as he says, but equally I know he is only ordering me to concentrate on my work because he knows damn well that he is making it impossible for me to do so.

He begins to play with my hair. Gently at first, but it still gets to me. Beneath the metal shield preventing me from touching it, I feel my pussy growing wet. It is when he grasps a handful of my hair and tugs, pulling my head back, that I know I am lost. I look up at him, into his eyes, and he smiles wickedly down at me.

“On your knees,” he growls, letting go of my hair. Of course, I do not even think of protesting. I have no desire to. I immediately drop to my knees on the floor before him, my back straight and my head bent submissively. He pets my head. “Good girl. You may look at me.” I turn my face up to him and meet his eyes. “Now. Beg to be used,” he orders. I blush a deep red, hating the humiliation of what I know I must do, and yet loving it.

“Please, Sir,” I beg meekly, forcing myself to keep my eyes locked with his. That’s another of his rules; when I am degrading myself by begging, I must look into his eyes so that he can see I really mean it. “Please use me. Please use your toy for your pleasure.”

He laughs at me. And then he unzips his jeans and shoves his hard cock into my mouth. I suck on it enthusiastically, my cunt growing wetter every moment, unable to get any stimulation. He holds my head and fucks my mouth, slowly at first, and then faster. I close my eyes, listen to his moans, and revel in the joy of giving such pleasure to my owner. It takes only a minute or two before I feel the shudder of pleasure and then taste his come.

I look up at him. Breathless. Desperate.

“Thank you, Sir,” I gasp. He strokes my hair. I hear myself whimpering pathetically, and realise that I am squirming. “Please…” I beg.

“Please what, Kitten?” he asks. There’s laughter in his voice. He knows exactly what, but he is still going to make me degrade myself further by having to say it.

“Please unlock my belt, Sir,” I whimper, my writhing becoming more desperate. “Is my pet all horny and excited already?” he asks, mocking me. I can only nod and look at him with pleading eyes. “How long has it been since you last had an orgasm?” he asks. As if he doesn’t know.

“Four weeks and two days, Sir.”

“And how long did I say I was going to make you wait this time?”

“A minimum of six weeks, Sir.”

“So you know, don’t you, that if I give in to all this begging and unlock your belt, your pussy is just going to be teased and spanked a little and then locked back up?” I nod. I do know this, of course. I know that I will be teased, and that I will beg to come, and that he will tell me no. I also know that each time he tells me no, I will become more turned on and more desperate. That’s the cruelty of this game I both love and hate.

“Get on the bed,” he says. “Spread your legs.” I hurry to comply. He makes a great show of searching for the key, even though he knows exactly where it is. Evil bastard. By the time he actually turns the key, unlocks the belt and eases it off me, I am dripping.

“My, my,” he says as he glides his fingers over my wetness. “Someone is a horny little girl, isn’t she?” His fingers flutter across my aching clitoris, the touch maddeningly light. I buck my hips, desperate for more stimulation. “You asked for this, remember?” he teases. It’s true; playing with denial was my idea. It’s the fine line between adoring every minute, and regretting ever suggesting it, which messes with my submissive, masochistic mind. He rubs me a little more firmly, and then stops and slaps me hard between my legs. I cry out in both pleasure and pain. I am so close, so quickly. So very close. He alternates between fingering my hard, desperate clit and spanking my cunt. Over and over, he teases me almost to the edge and then slaps me just in time to keep me from going over.

I am a whimpering, begging mess. I plead with him to have mercy, to please not tease me one more time, to please, please let me come. He only laughs and orders me to stay still, which he must know is almost impossible. He rubs me harder and harder, and I cannot stop myself from writhing and arching beneath him. I am close. So close. He just keeps playing with me.

“I’m going to come, Sir,” I whisper, “please, please may I come?”

“Hold it, Kitten,” he warns. “You don’t have permission.”

I hold my orgasm back with all the willpower I have, but I know I cannot for much longer. The pre-orgasmic spasms start to hit me. I feel my cunt beginning to clench. My needy clit cries out for the relief that has been denied me for so long.

“Oh God, please Sir, please let me come…”

At the last second, the hand is withdrawn. All stimulation stops, leaving my wet pussy with a terrible ache.

Today we are going to make our good girls squirm and their pussy aching to be hard edged. We will start the morning with five minutes of nipple play followed by five minutes of lightly stroking your inner thigh. You are to stroke all the way up to your pussy, but do not touch it. Stroke right to the very boundary. Now go about your day. After one hour has passed take a makeup brush (or you can use a pair of panties) and lightly drag it across your pussy for ten minutes.

In the afternoon, you will be allowed a soft edge then once again in the evening.

To complete your day, thirty minutes before bedtime you are to strip naked and climb in bed. You are to put one finger on your clit and just hold it there. Do not move your finger and do not move your hips. While your finger is on your clit you are to view or read something erotic for fifteen minutes.

Would you like to play a game with me?

I promise, it won't even take a minute.

And you can spare a minute.

There's sixty of them in just one hour.

Sixty seconds lasts in a minute.

Just ticking away.

Even when you don't even notice it's happening.

That's the funny thing about time. It keeps going.

When you focus

or if you drift

it ticks away.

It might take you 57 seconds

or 32

maybe even 21

or less than fifteen

1

thing's for sure

you have a minute

to play a game with me

Would you like to play?

Welcome… Just to be clear, this instructional audio will not conclude with you getting off - just edging and denial. Further to that, it will attempt to put your mind in a deep haze of subbiness and horniness, which may have adverse effects on your capacity to think clearly, and it will touch on mind break and mantras…. Well, it goes fairly hard on the mantras actually. -chuckles-

This’ll take a while. (around 44 minutes)

Choose Denial

And once you’ve got to the end of that, you get to choose if you want part 2 (or let the coin choose for you).

Part 2

And for anyone interested in the script, it’s here

Ok, so I actually got this recorded a couple of weeks ago, but then I started having thoughts about a third audio (and with it an alteration of the second audio), and life got stupid busy, and then something came up yesterday that makes it unlikely that I’m going to be able to record nsfw stuff in the near future, and so here we are.

I hope you enjoy it. 🙂

So watch this video first. Watch without touching. Watch her work her way through 10 edges.

Think you can do better? How many times can you edge while watching this? 15? 20? More?…

I think you should bid. Tell me what you think you can do, then go and give it a spin and see if you can do better. You have to exceed your number but be within 5 though for it to count as a winner. You bet 30 but do 50, only 35 count.

And you’d think the person who gets the most edges wins right? Nope. Its the person who get’s the 2nd most that wins and gets to cum. This keeps you from just being an overly horny girl and getting 50 edges and blowing everyone else away. :)

So first, send me your bid number before Midnight Eastern Time Friday. Then before 12:00 Noon Eastern watch the video and edge. I’ll announce the winning number Saturday. That way everyone will know if the’ve won or not.

I’ll keep all entries anonymous. Hell, you can even message me anonymously if you wish for this one. :)

So a few years ago I vaguely remember entering a challenge that I saw online. I think someone reblogged it here and I went ahead and gave it a shot. The challenge was to write tease instructions well suited for a webcam show. 

Apparently I won. But I didn’t find out till just last night!

Needless to say I didn’t get my free video! But that’s okay. Of course I’m very curious to see how it all turned out, but its just nice to know that my instructions are appreciated.

I completed some major changes to the Library For Kinksters. Here is the update…

Aftercare

Aftercare 101

Aftercare For Dominants

Coping With Emotional Subdrop

Dom Drop

How To Make A Sub Drop Kit

Online Aftercare

sub/Dom Space, sub/Dom Drop and Aftercare

Subdrop and Aftercare

Subspace and Aftercare

Consent

Consent & BDSM

Guide to Consent

Doms, Daddies & Masters

7 Fundamental Characteristics of A Daddy Dom

12 Characteristics Of An Ideal Submissive

25 Things Daddies Should Do For Their Littles

30 Rules For A Modern Gentleman

45 Things A Girl Wants, But Won’t Ask For

50 Rules for Daddies

100 Sweet Things You Can Do For Your Princess

101 Things To Do To Make Your Slave Feel Owned (loved)

Alternative Names For “Daddy”

Alternative Domme Titles

Aspects Of Control

Asserting Ownership - Rules

Daddy Up!

Defining A Daddy Dom

Dominants Need Training Also

Fun Tasks Daddies Can Give Their Littles

Help For New Doms

How (and Why) To Go Down On Your Submissive

How To Be A Good Dominant

How to Find a Submissive

Knowing when to be a Dom and when to be her Man

New to DDLG - A Daddy Dom

Observations On Doms By A Submissive

So you want to be a Dom?

So Your Girlfriend Wants You To Dominate her

Some Little Rules All Daddies Should Know

The Dom Commandments

Things for Daddies to Keep in Mind

What Being A Dom Is About - A Submissive’s Perspective

What does the title Daddy mean?

What is a Daddy Dom?

What is a Daddy Dom Mentor?

What It Means To Be A Dominant

What Makes A Good Dominant

Littles, Subs & Slaves

6 Questions Every Submissive Needs To Ask Her Potential Dominant

7 Common Types of Submissives

10 Tips For Living With A Sadist

10 Things A Dominant Needs From A Submissive

11 Red Flags Of An Abusive Dominant

26 Baby Girl Jobs

50 Things You Can Do For Your Daddy

A Bottom’s Responsibility

A Dominant’s Advice To His Submissive

A Man Who Knows You…

A Good Dom vs. A Bad Dom

Acid Test For Subs

Ask A Million And One Questions

Attraction to DD/lg: A Little’s Perspective

Baby girl or little? A brief introduction

Care and feeding of Daddies

Characteristics Of A Good Daddy

Coaxing The Daddy Dom Out Of Your Partner

Feminist Submissive

Finding Your Dominant

Good Rules For Middles and Littles To Live By

Guide For Young Newbie Sub Girls

How a Dom Behaves Shows How He Will Behave Towards You.

“How do I find Daddy?” A guide to help you safely find the Daddy you’re looking for.

How Does A Submissive Ask for Something from Their Dominant?

How To Find A Dom

How to Take Proper Care of Your Dom

I Solemnly Swear I Will Not Do This To Daddy

Novice Submissives

Physical abuse of littles - it is never OK

Signs Of A Fake ‘Dominant’

Stuff no one tells you about submission, until the spreader bar is on and you are trapped.

Submissives, Learning to Trust Your Instincts

Submissive Pride

Submissive Traits - Intelligence

Things My Dream Daddy Would Say To Me

What is a Little?

When newbie subs, with asinine “doms,” need to run away.

Why I call him Daddy

Your Rights As A Submissive

Long Distance Relationships

10 Ways To Survive A Long Distance Relationship

Getting The Most Out Of A Long Distance Relationship

How To Make Long Distance Relationships Work

Long Distance Relationships - Tools To Cope

Long Distance Relationships (LDR) Contemplation: Sticking with plans

The Long Distance D/s Relationship

Mental Health

BDSM practitioners ‘healthier and less neurotic’ than ‘vanilla’ peers

Body image & BDSM

How to Get Over Feeling Sad

Is BDSM normal?

Love your Vulva – a self-esteem guide to your sensitive bits!

Managing bipolar disorder in a D/S relationship

Meditation And Mindfulness

On Cutting

Steps For Letting Go of Painful Memories

Things to Do When You’re Anxious, Scared, or Just Need a Distraction

Tips for Recovering from Codependency

What Are Anxiety Disorders? (Infographic)

Why Do I Feel Unloveable?

Relationships

10 Habits of Happy Couples

10 Top Communication Mistakes

10 Types of Emotional Manipulators

12 Relationship Truths We Often Forget

50 Best Ways To Say “I Love You”

BDSM Breakups: All Good Things Must Come to an End

BDSM: Control Goes Both Ways

Collars and Collaring - A Personal Perspective

Communication Is Key

Concept Daddy Dom/Little Girl Relationships

Daddy Doms and their little girls

Daddy Doms, Baby Girls, Little Boys And More

Date Night In A Jar

DD/lg In Public

D/s and Domestication

Factors That Make A Relationship

Finding Love When You Least Expect It

Finding Others with Common (Adult) Interests

How To Be Present In Your Relationships

How To Build A Healthy Relationship

How To Get What You Want In A Relationship

How To Know When You’ve Found “The One”

How To Take Your Relationship To The Next Level

Importance Of Confidence In RelationshipsImportance Of Trust In A Relationship

Key Ingredients of a Happy and Healthy Relationship

Needy Girls Are Daddy Dom Bait

Relationship Advice To Follow, And What To Ignore

Searching for a D/s partner?

Self-Fulfilling Prophecies In Relationships

Stop Arguments Before They Start

The Rewards of a Submissive

Types Of Relationship Insecurity

Well-Balanced Power Exchange Relationship

What Is Real Love?

When He Doesn’t Call

Why Love Makes A Night Of Kink Even Better

Safety

Another life ruined because of the morality police

Bondage Basic Safety: Crops, Paddles & Bondage!

Kinks, Risks, How To And Why Sometimes You Shouldn’t

Limits in BDSM

What is Emotional Abuse?

Self Improvement

10 Tips for Creating a Happier Life

10 Steps To Self Care

10 Ways To Be Happy

10 Truths To Live By

Guaranteed Ways To Be More Attractive

How to be Yourself

How To Deal With Your Enemies

How To Ignore Haters

How to Recognize a Toxic Friend

How to Stop Being a People Pleaser

Slut Shaming Explained

Tips for Healing a Broken Heart

What are the Signs of a Jealous Friend?

Sex

50 Cunnilingus Tips from Women

Basics of Breath Play

D/s or Kinky Sex?

Fetishes Explained

How To Make A Girl Squirt

How To Tell Your Son About Sex

Intersection of BDSM and Queer Heterosexuality

Sensual Biting

Sex: Myths & Stereotypes

Sex: Practical Details

Sex: Pregnancy and Birth Control

So You Want To Try Anal? A Practical Guide For Women

Squirting Educational Video

Squirting Notes

Toys

Advice on Dildos and Buttplugs

BDSM on a budget

Bondage Rope: How To Choose Yours (And More)

Training

10 Considerations for Inexperienced Subs

30 Things You Can Do For Your Human Kitten

40 Very Important DD/lg Facts

Age Play: A Short Guide

BDSM for Beginners: Safe and Affordable Play

DEFINED: SSC (Safe, Sane & Consensual) & RACK (Risk Aware Consensual Kink)

Etiquette in BDSM Part 1

Etiquette in BDSM Part 2

Exploring the D/s Lifestyle: Part 1 - Beginnings

Exploring the D/s Lifestyle: Part 2 - The Dominant Mind

Glossary of BDSM Terms

Guide To Blood Play

Guide To Bruising

Guide To Talking Dirty

Guide To Wax Play

How Do I Get Started In BDSM?

How to Make a Blanket Fort/Cuddle Nest

How To Make A Comfort Box

Introduction To BDSM

Newbie’s Guide To Vaginal Fisting

Punishments in BDSM Relationships

Red Flags For Online BDSM Relationships

Some Thoughts On Rules

The Leash Has Two Ends - Responsibility

The Need For Rules and Discipline

Vibrators can be a girl’s best friend. But, of course not every girl has one, so it’s no mystery why someone has requested a challenge that uses an electric toothbrush. Here at TD-Games, we aim to please our lovely followers. So, here you go electric toothbrush enthusiasts.

Items needed

Electric toothbrush

Note: If the only electric toothbrush you have available is the type with the round rotating brush, you may have to use the bristle side where the instructions call for using the smooth backside of the brush tip opposite the bristles. If you use the bristle side, don’t apply too much pressure. We don’t want to take any hide off.

Rather than plunging into full-blown toothbrush masturbation from the get-go, let’s spend a little time using a little finger teasing to get you into a state of hot anticipation. Your clit will thank you for it.

Strip until you are wearing only panties, and then lie down on your back on your bed or floor. Don’t go directly for your pussy. Instead, spend some time touching and massaging your lower belly, soft inner thighs, breasts, and nipples.

After spending some time on those non-genital areas, once you feel your arousal building, go ahead and start to focus on your vulva. But, don’t put your hands inside the panties yet. I wanted you touching and pleasuring yourself over the thin fabric of your panties. Avoid your clit for now. Instead, touch and massage your outer labia with both hands. Rub around your vaginal opening with a finger or two. Slide your fingers up and down the silky channel between your outer pussy lips. Get yourself hot and horny. Make those panties soaking wet just the way I like them to be.

When and only when your panties are soaking wet, slide your panties down your legs and off. Now hold the panties to your nose and breathe in your own intoxicating female scent. If anything in this world smells better than the scent of an aroused woman, I’ve yet to discover what it is.

Now, drape the panties over your nostrils and keep breathing it in. Think about something you’ve seen or read lately that really turned you on. Maybe some hot porn from your Tumblr dash, or a nice steamy bit of erotica. Slip a finger or two into the wetness between your soft inner thighs. Bring the fingers to your mouth. Slip them between your lips and suck them gently, tasting your delicious juices.

Now using a fingertip or two, rub little circles over your clit. It should be nice and plump now, and receptive to your touch. Push your arousal just a bit higher. Once you’re there, it’s time to add the electric toothbrush to the mix. Put the panties aside.

If your toothbrush is the type that has a low and high speed, put it on low to start with. Now touch the back of the toothbrush, the smooth side opposite the bristles, to the sides of your pussy lips. Explore a little and see where the vibrations feel best. Touch the toothbrush to your vaginal opening. Use one hand to spread your outer labia and try massaging your inner lips with the smooth back side of the toothbrush. Don’t give in to the temptation to put that toothbrush directly on your clit just yet. Tease your pussy and make it last as long as possible.

Keep moving the end of the toothbrush slowly back and forth, exploring every bit of your pussy, but being careful to avoid your clit. Not yet. Make yourself a horny, wet, mess, just like a good girl always should.

When you are feeling so desperate to touch your clit, instead of using the toothbrush, use a finger from your other hand to touch your clit. Is it big and hard? Are the glans peeking out from the hood, insisting you give it some attention? Dip a finger or two back into your wetness. Then bring the fingers to your mouth and suck them clean again. Tell yourself how badly you want to touch that toothbrush to your clit, how badly you want to come.

Now it’s time to put the toothbrush back to work on your pussy. Move it around in circles, this time sliding it over your clit ever so lightly. Explore to see where it feels best. If the vibrations are too much when you touch your clit directly with the toothbrush, try touching it just to the sides of your clit.

If you have the two-speed type electric toothbrush, if you feel you want more intense vibrations, go ahead and shift it to the higher setting. Keep stimulating your clit with the smooth backside of the tip until the stimulation starts to make you shiver and moan. Keep going, letting the vibrations push you towards the edge. When you get there, just keep going until you come for me like a good girl.

How will it feel? Will your legs start to shake uncontrollably when you come? Will your hips start to buck? Will the wetness start pouring out of you? Will you be practically screaming, overcome with pleasure? Or maybe you’ll be a sweet little whimpering mess? But, the real question is this.

Here’s another instruction video. I made two tonight. One ends with an orgasm, the other, not so much. No peeking. Run it, or don’t run it. Do it or don’t look. I will post the other one tomorrow night, and you can do that one tomorrow. Maybe it will be better, maybe this is the bad one. Flip a coin.

Feedback is always appreciated :)

Today, I have the day off so I decided to edge and edge till master gets home

Here is a fun video I like to use with porn on the side.

I'm going to keep this one brief. I've seen a lot of posts and gifs about/involving choking and I just thought it would be a good time to give a little lesson about the proper and safest way to choke.

The proper and safest way to choke your sub is to restrict blood flow to the brain, much like an MMA fighter triangle chokes an opponent. You avoid the wind pipe/trachea and you don't put pressure on it. There are two main blood vessels supplying oxygen and nutrients to the brain called the carotid arteries. Properly restricting these two blood vessels for about 1-3 seconds can make you pass out. The more you apply pressure here (on the outside of the neck, not the front) the faster blood flow is cut off.

You can try it on yourself but easing into the pressure. As bloodflow is cut off to the brain you begin to see black dots/specks and then eventually pass out. It is easy to overdo, so be careful. Light pressure will give that euphoric feeling people try to attain.

But you really need to feel it for yourself in order to understand it. If you are going to choke someone, try it on yourself first. You need to understand and know what about it feels good, what doesn't, and what hurts, so you will be able to recognize what your partner is feeling.

As you can see from the diagram below, the arteries are on the sides of the trachea. Applying pressure on the trachea itself and restricting airflow is very dangerous and could cause permanent damage to the trachea itself and even to the brain if you've gone too far. As a fighter, I've been in a choke hold that was done incorrectly by someone who applied pressure on my trachea. It hurt to swallow anything (even liquids) for 2 weeks.

You're into breath play? That's cool, but there are so many other ways to do it that doesn't involve applying pressure to the trachea. However, if you're going to do it, please communicate with your sub before and after play to make sure you understand their needs and their body language.

In conclusion: do your research, try it on yourself and/or in a controlled environment with experts, or take a course from your local BDSM community. This shit ain't a joke.

Hello Anon,

Hopefullythis tease will address your request to your liking. While the tease wascreated especially for you in response to your request, as always, all teasesare open to anyone interested in doing them.

A No-TouchTease

I found thisquite an intriguing ask and so delayed responding to it until I had the time todevelop a proper and effective tease for the parameters given.

Truth beknown, I expect if a girl were horny enough, she would get as creative asnecessary to find the necessary privacy to rub one out occasionally, even underthe circumstances described. However, I can understand the desire to be tortureda bit with a tease when already under circumstances which don’t lend themselvesto convenient regular masturbation.

Simple forcedabstinence, as in being forbidden to touch or masturbate, is not in my experiencean effective approach to teasing girls on its own. It only becomes truly torturouswhen something else is added to mix to elevate a girl’s sexual arousal. Unlessshe is made to feel horny, it isn’t any challenge at all for a girl to observea no-touch rule in particular or sexual abstinence in general. So the objectiveof this tease is to produce some significant arousal to go along withno-touching for sexual gratification.

At itsessence, masturbation is mostly about friction and erotic, arousal-provokingthoughts. Even if you find yourself in circumstances where you lack the privacyto enjoy the friction part as in rubbing one out, you can still experience aneffective tease by being subjected to the mental aspects of teasing and denial. In fact, oneof the best ways to get aroused is to mentally focus on what is erotic for you.The mind alone is more than adequate for engaging the cycle of sexual arousal andgetting your blood flowing to your nether regions.

Items needed—

A pair ofsix-sided dice (or a virtual dice roller app)

A pair of thong panties

A pair ofBen-Wa or Pleasure Balls (Possible depending on number rolled)

To start,make a roll with a pair of dice. The number rolled corresponds to the number ofdays you must endure denial. During the period established by this first diceroll, even if an opportunity to masturbate should arise, you are not allowed todo so until your denial period has ended. Thus, if you roll a 6 and a 4 (10),you are not allowed to masturbate until 10 days have passed which representsyour denial period.

Once yourperiod of denial is established, make a second roll of the dice. This time thenumber rolled corresponds to the assignment you must perform on the first day, as given in the list below. Simply do the assignment that corresponds to thenumber rolled. As an example, if you roll a 2, you will do the assignment “ReadSome Erotica.”

At thebeginning of Day 2 and every subsequent day of your denial period, you willagain roll the pair of dice and then complete the assignment given thatcorresponds to the number rolled. To provide you flexibility, you can completethe daily assignments at a time (or times) during the day that work with yourspecific schedule.

The onlyrule besides no masturbation or no touching for sexual pleasure until thedenial period has been completed is this. Do not perform the same assignmenttwo days in a row. If you for example were to roll a 3 on the first day andagain on the second day, do the assignment listed for 3 on the first day butdon’t repeat it the second day. Instead, if you should roll the same number ason the immediately preceding day, skip to the very next assignment. Using our aboveexample where a 3 is rolled on consecutive days, on the second day, instead ofdoing the assignment for 3 you would do the assignment for 4.

Assignment List— 

1 = WatchSomething Steamy

Despite thepersistent myth that women aren’t as given to visual sexual stimulation as menwhen it comes to sex, science begs to differ. Numerous scientific studies haveshown that most women are just as sexually stimulated by visual erotica as menare as long as they find the scenes depicted something they find arousing. Putthe theory to the test whenever you roll a one by viewing some porn from yourTumblr dash or other favorite porn sites.

Remember,you invoked the “no touch” rule in your request so hands of your pussy whileviewing the porn. And spend your time wisely because you only get 20 minutes ofviewing pleasure. Check the time before beginning and close your browser oncethe 20 minutes have elapsed.

2 = Read SomeErotica

The easyavailability of visual porn has decreased to a degree the popularity of printed erotica forthe masses, but whenever you roll a 2 you are going to be going old-school byreading some print erotica selections.

Findsomething to read that you find personally arousing and then spend 20-30minutes reading a selection or two or three. If you happen to have a racy novel,you can simply read a few chapters from it to get turned on. Otherwise, head onover to an erotic story site like Literotica (https://www.literotica.com/stories/)where you can select stories from categories that range from anal sex to BDSMencounters to wild one-on-one consensual sex and everything in between.

3 = Write SomeErotica

Many of usenjoy writing more than others, but when you roll a 3, you get your chance totry your hand at writing a sexy story.

Writing erotica is notdifficult. You can for example simply write out one of the sexual fantasies youenjoy just thinking about from time to time. It doesn’t have to be a novellabut I’m invoking a 300 minimum word limit (about a half typewritten page) just so that you are required to putsome real effort into your creation. You may of course write more than 300words if you wish. You can type your story on a word processor or just write itusing pen and paper.

This part isoptional, but if you’re a particularly intrepid and naughty soul, you can takeyour writing to the next level by sharing it with someone. Once you’ve writtenit down on paper (or printed it if you typed it on your computer), visit yourlocal library. Fold the paper as it you were folding a letter to place in anenvelope for mailing. Go to the adult romance fiction section of the library.Choose a book and when no one is looking, open the book and place your folded manuscriptinside. Close the book, re-shelve it, and then be on your way.

Imagine thesurprise of the next person who selects the book from the shelf and discoversyour story inside. Curiosity being what it is, you can be certain they willgive it a read. After reading it they may just return it to the book for thenext person to enjoy, but who knows. They might just take it home a read itagain later while masturbating. :)

This is also optional, but I’d really enjoy seeing what you’ve written if you roll a 3. Just copy and paste it to an ask and send it. :)

4 = Shop forSexy Little Somethings

Go on avirtual sex toy window-shopping spree to a site like Eden Fantasyshttp://www.edenfantasys.com/. There are plenty of sex toy sites to choose frombut this is one of the best.

You have $500 in virtual shopping bucks. Yourmission when you roll an 4 is to visit a sex toy retailer site and choose toysyou find appealing until you’ve spent all your virtual cash. Make a mental listof each toy after making your selections and then spend some time imagining howyou would use each toy during a solo self-pleasure session or have it used onyou by a sexy partner.

5 = Fantasize

Most peoplefantasize to some degree while masturbating. My own fantasies tend to be quiteelaborate, but for others masturbation fantasies can be very simple but stilleffective.

Whenever you roll a 5, your assignment is to take a 20 minute breakfrom your day, find a comfortable spot to sit or lie down, close your eyes, andthen create in your mind a super-hot sexual fantasy. You may already have yourfavorites but try fantasizing about something new and truly risqué. Envision asituation that really turns you on, and let it fully develop.

Nothing is out ofbounds when it comes to fantasies so never judge yourself or say you shouldn’tbe thinking about something or shouldn’t find something arousing. Here are afew suggestions to get you started—

Having sexwith your boss — the ultimate power fantasy.

You’re adominatrix, making a fantasy guy of your choice do exactly what you tell himto.

You’re a submissive, yielding to every whim and demand from a fantasy Dom.

You’re anexhibitionist — fantasize about people watching whatever you decide to do withyourself or do with a partner.

A stranger (orstrangers) grab you from behind and forces you to do things to him (or them),and he (or they) do whatever he (or they) wants to do to you.

A hotfantasy partner puts you over his (or her) knee and spanks you good.

A guy watchesyou getting it on with another woman.

You’rehaving a threesome: you and two men.

You’re aPeeping Tommie watching that hot couple you saw earlier today having sex, onlythey don’t know you’re watching.

If you havejust never enjoyed a hearty fantasy life and have trouble getting started. Reada few of the fantasies at The-Clitoris.com for a bit of inspiration. http://www.the-clitoris.com/female_sexual_fantasy_v1#.V6DAzzW9DIU

6 = WearSomething Sexy

One way tofeel sexy and aroused is to wear something that feels good on you and that youfeel good wearing. If you roll a 6, make a short shopping trip to one of yourfavorite clothing retailers. You don’t have to actually buy anything becauseyou will selecting items to try on that you likely would never wear anyway.When you get to the store, intentionally select two or three outfits that youfeel wearing would make you look particularly slutty. Perhaps a ridiculouslyshort mini-skirt, pair of extremely short shorts, or a school girl outfit. Justabout anything with low necklines or high hemlines will do. Then take your selectionsto the dressing rooms and try them on. Maybe snap a few photos in the mirroredreflections with your phone to look at later. If you feel really brave, go backout on the sales floor while wearing one of the outfits to choose another topor shirt.

7 = ReleaseYour Inner Exhibitionist

Whenever youroll a 7, you have a chance to go beyond just mental into the physical realm oferotic experiences. Exposing yourself to others, especially strangers, issomething a huge number of people find really hot to imagine even if they neversummon the courage to actually do it. Don’t worry though. You won’t be expectedto do anything dangerous that could put you at physical risk or get youarrested. This is a low-key introduction to exhibitionism for beginners.

First choosesomething to wear. A skirt or dress with a short hemline is always a goodchoice, with no panties of course and if you’re a truly adventurous type, nobra. If you don’t have a suitable skirt or dress consider wearing withoutpanties a pair of skin tight Lycra or spandex shorts, tights, or yoga pants thatdon’t leave anything to the imagination. Make certain to choose a top that ridesjust at or above the waist so that nothing below is concealed. Then choose avenue for your exhibitionist adventure.

Safety and commonsense are the primary rules when it comes to exposing yourself to others so thatyou aren’t put at risk of getting into any serious trouble.

Choose a locationlike a shopping mall where there are plenty of people around. If you choose towear a short skirt or dress, the exposure aspect can be as simple as riding up escalators,walking up stairways, or standing near second floor railings to innocently providepassersby the opportunity for up skirt views.

If you’re really feel daring youcould strategically drop something now and again and then bend over tocarefully pick it up. You might also sit inoffensively on a bench or chairsomewhere and pretend to read something on your smart phone screen while “unintentionally”proving a nice view to passersby by not keeping your knees together.

8 = InsertSomething

Just becauseyou don’t have adequate privacy to masturbate doesn’t mean you have to endure acomplete lack of vaginal stimulation. Whenever you roll an 8, put a pair ofBen-Wa balls like these— https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/311z3zfLXBL.jpgor Pleasure balls like these— http://assets.suredone.com/1947/media-photos/x-a-kegelballs-pink-duotone-ben-wa-ball-string-weighted-female-kegel-vaginal-exercise-single-double-2.png,into your pussy and wear them all day (at least 8 hours).

If you’ve never triedBen-Wa balls, small and relatively heavy surgical steel balls, you may findPleasure balls easier to retain until you get the hang of keeping them in whilestanding and walking.

If youhaven’t added Ben-Wa or Pleasure balls to your toy repertoire yet and don’twant to buy any, you can pick up some glass marbles from a local toy or craftstore very inexpensively to use in place of the actual sex toys. Again if youlack experience in this area, choose larger rather than smaller marbles. If youchoose to use marbles, you may want to sterilize them before use by boilingthem in water. And do carefully inspect them to make certain they aren’tchipped or cracked.

Chances areyou will find having balls in your pussy as you go about your normal day a veryarousing and shall we say panty-soaking experience.

Since thisis a no touch tease, you are only allowed to touch your pussy whileinserting and removing the balls.

9 = VicariousMasturbation

Just becauseyou can’t masturbate doesn’t mean you can’t experience it vicariously. Experiencemasturbation by proxy through reading some real-life masturbation stories sharedby others. At http://www.mymasturbation.com/ there is a male and femalecategory to choose from as well as a host of subcategories classified by specificmasturbation techniques.

Another site dedicated to real-life femalemasturbation stories is http://clitical.com/masturbation/category/masturbation-technique/.The stories are typically brief so read a dozen or so whenever you roll a 9.Who knows? You might pick up some useful tips that you can use once yourcircumstances change and you do routinely have the necessary privacy tomasturbate.

10 = BackwardsPanty Day

You willneed a pair of thong panties for this assignment. Whenever you roll a 10, whenyou get dressed for the day put on a sexy thong. But instead of the normal way,put them on backwards so that the thong portion is position between your labiaand across your clit. This provides all day day stimulation that is quitecomparable to wearing a crotch rope.

11 = Wet Marks the Spot

For this,yet another no panties assignment, you will need to select a nice skirt and topor dress to wear without panties. You are to do this assignment anytime youroll an 11. This time you want a skirt or dress that is full and not too shortbecause the objective will be a bit different when it comes to the experience.

Onceproperly dressed, make a visit to your favorite coffee shop or cafe. Coffeeshops these days offer lots of hot and cold beverages so even if you aren’t acoffee fan, you will be able to find a beverage to your liking.

Purchaseyour beverage and then find a seat at a table to enjoy it. When you sit downhowever, take care to arrange your skirt or dress so that you sit on your bare bottomrather than on the fabric of the skirt or dress as you normally would. Itshould now make sense why you should wear a full and flowing skirt or dressinstead of a micro skirt. Too short or tight a skirt or dress, the greater riskthat you might be uncomfortably exposed.

As you enjoyyour beverage, look around at the others present in the shop or cafe andimagine what they might think if they only knew your bare bottom was exposedand in direct contact with your chair seat. Chances are that by the time you finishyour beverage and are ready to depart, you will left a little wet spot on thechair to memorialize your visit.

12 = ThighSqueezes

A good manygirls find it quite delightful to contract their adductor muscles (inner thigh muscles)while sitting. Some prefer to have their legs tightly crossed in the mannerthat a proper lady does when sitting while wearing a skirt or dress. Othersfind it works better to tightly cross their legs at the ankle. Feel free to experimentto find which configuration works best for you.

Once youhave settled on your preferred option, cross your legs tightly and then rhythmicallycontract and relax your adductor muscles.  The gluteal muscles (buttocks) may also be inplay which is perfectly fine.

Yourspecific assignment when rolling a 12 is to tightly cross your legs and to rhythmicallycontract and relax your adductor muscles on at least three occasions duringyour day when you are sitting and in the presence of other people. You may forexample perform the assignment while at home with your house mates, while atwork, or even while out in public somewhere. You are to continue squeezingthose thigh muscles until either your muscles become too fatigued tocomfortably continue or until you find yourself edging. The combination of thetightly crossed legs and muscle contraction for many ladies produces some ratherpleasurable stimulation of the clitoris so you shouldn’t be surprised if you dostart to edge.

Regardless of how many days of denial your initial dice roll requires of you, hopefully a few days of completing these assignments will inspire you to find a creative way to get a bit of relief. :)

This task is a bit different from those I usually create, but it was created in response to an ask from someone interested in a task with elements of masochism. So here you go anon. Enjoy.

Items needed

6 - clothes pegs (clothespins)

6 - ice cubes

The Task

Some call it “nipple torture,” but of course you and I know it isn’t really torture at all. Sure, there is some pain involved, but we both know you like that. You especially like suffering pain for the benefit of someone else don’t you? You like offering your pain to another because that’s just what little masochists do. With this task, you can offer your pain to me.

While I’m not be a sadist, I’m sure you will be very thankful to learn that I do have a cruel side. As I require a girl to ratchet up the pain level to almost, but not quite, unbearable levels, my cruel side really starts to kick in. My only regret is that I won’t actually be there with you to watch you squirm, bite your lip, and whimper when the pain starts to build.

You will need 6 clothes pegs for this assignment. You are to be dressed only in panties.

We will start slowly and then build some momentum as we go.

Start by putting the first peg on just to the left of your left nipple, on that nice brown areola. Now the second peg. Attach it to the other side of your left nipple on the areola. Make sure you get it just right. I appreciate symmetry so make sure that both pegs are attached at exactly the same level on opposite sides at exactly the same distance from the left nipple. There is no excuse for sloppy work.

If I were there, I’d ask you if the pegs hurt. I suspect you might say yes, just to please me, yet we both know if anything it only hurts a little and it is more than bearable. But trust me, it is going to hurt a lot more before we’re done.

Now do the same thing with the right nipple, one peg to either side of the nipple, on the areola, attached at the same height and an equal distance from the nipple on opposite sides. There now. That’s better, but it still isn’t really painful yet is it?

It’s time for more pegs, and I think you know where these are going don’t you? That’s right. Attach one peg to each nipple. That hurts a little more, doesn’t it? Good girl. But it is still quite bearable, isn’t it?

Now take hold of the ends of each of the pegs on your nipples between finger and thumb. Imagine there are little clock faces superimposed on your breasts, with 12 at the top and 6 at the bottom. Twist the pegs a little to the 3 o'clock position on those imaginary clock faces. Now hold it there for a moment and savor the pain.

I enjoy imagining that at this point, you might be whimpering or even groaning a little. I can imagine it hurts a bit, but that’s okay, isn’t it? It’s still manageable.

Hurting your nipples excites me quite a lot, and I’m certain that it pleases you to know that. You’re happy to offer your pain to me, to allow me to use you for my amusement in this way, aren’t you?

Now continue twisting the pegs a bit more. Continue twisting them clockwise to the 6 o'clock position. You can manage that for me, can’t you? Okay, good. Just hold that for a moment now.

I quite imagine your pussy is growing wetter by the minute now, isn’t it? Perhaps the steady drip of your juices is even starting to trickle down your inner thighs and dribble onto the floor.

If I were actually there, I’d thrust a couple of fingers into your pussy and then pull them out. I’d hold them up to your face so you could see how wet this is making you. I’d make you tell me why hurting your nipples for me makes you so shamefully wet. But of course, we both know the answer already don’t we? Still, it would make my cock twitch making you tell me why you’re so wet right now.

Do you want to take the pegs off now? Check the time. I think we need to leave them on for a bit longer, don’t you? I don’t want to cheat you after promising to hurt your nipples. After all, you deserve to get what I promised, don’t you?

Look at your timer, keeping those nipples twisted to the 6 o'clock position on those imaginary clock faces. After 3 minutes have passed since you looked at the timer, you may remove the pegs. Take them off one at a time, beginning with those to the sides of your nipples. Take the ones on your nipples off last.

I’m sure you know the pegs will be going back on very soon. But I want you to do something else first. So we will give your nipples a little break.

Choose something hard nearby, something that is at about crotch level. The edge of a table top perhaps, the edge of a counter, the arm of a wooden chair, something like that. Go over to it, spread your legs, and press your drooling pussy against the surface. Now hump it, grind your hard, aching little clit into it. Continue doing that until you edge for me.

Once you have edged, go back to where the pegs are. I want to hurt your nipples a bit more. It’s time to put the pegs back on. We both know it is going to hurt a bit more this time, don’t we?

Put the pegs back on the same way as before; one to either side of each nipple and one directly attached to each nipple. Now twist them for me again.

Twist the pegs clockwise to 3'oclock and hold them there while you slowly count to 10. Now twist them counter-clockwise to 9 o'clock and hold them there while you slowly count to 10. You can release the pegs now for a moment.

It’s real pain this time, isn’t it? It’s not make believe. If I were there, I’m quite sure I’d actually have been able to see the pain in your eyes while you were twisting those pegs. I can imagine your breasts are very pretty and that your nipples are lovely, quite hard and maybe even a bit raw and swollen now.

Too bad I can’t be there. If I were, I’d tie you to a chair with your hands behind your back and your legs spread. I’d attach the pegs to your breasts myself and give the ones on your nipples a good hard twist. I’d take the pegs off from time to time and pinch your nipples with my fingers and thumbs quite cruelly. Then I’d put the pegs back on and it would hurt all the more. You would like that, wouldn’t you?

I might even reach between your legs and rub your greedy little clit while the clamps were on your nipples. Maybe I’d use a vibrator on your clit while I pinched your nipples as hard as I could.

Okay, take the pegs off again for a bit. Go back to the hard surface you used before. Straddle it and rub and grind your clit against it until you edge again.

After you edge, go to the refrigerator and get four ice cubes. Rinse them under the faucet so they won’t stick to your skin. Put the cubes in a container and bring the ice with you when you return to where the pegs and clamps are.

Now rub an ice cube on each nipple until they are completely melted. Your nipples are hot from the blood rushing into them, so it won’t take long for the ice cubes to melt.

You know it’s going to hurt more when the pegs go back on now that your nipples are cold, don’t you? You’re such a good girl, aren’t you? Maybe the best. It gives me so much pleasure to hurt you because I know how much you crave it. I want you to do something for me.

Say, “I am your little pain slut, and I will do anything you tell me, anything at all.” Say it out loud. Pretend I’m right there with you. Say it loud enough so that I could hear you if I were sitting across the room watching you hurt your nipples for me.

It’s almost time to put the pegs back on. But not yet. Rub another ice cube on each nipple until the cubes are completely melted.

Now put the clothes pegs back on just as you did before. Once they are all in their places, take hold of the two on your nipples and twist them again for me. This time twist them both to 3'oclock on the faces of the imaginary clocks. Count slowly to 10.

Return the pegs to 12 o'clock, then twist them to 4'oclock. Count slowly to 15.

Return the pegs to 12 o'clock, then twist them to 5 o'clock. Count slowly to 20.

Return the pegs to 12 o'clock, then twist them to 6 o'clock. Count slowly to 25.

It is really starting to hurt now, isn’t it? I like that, don’t you? I expect your pussy juices are really streaming down your inner thighs right now.

Leave the pegs on either side of your nipples on, but remove the pegs attached directly to both nipples. I think it is time for more ice, don’t you? Go back to the refrigerator. Get two more ice cubes, rinse them under the faucet, and bring them back to where you’re playing.

Now rub the cubes on your nipples until they have melted away completely. That feels so soothing, doesn’t it? Cubes all melted? Good. Let’s proceed, shall we?

Attach a clothes peg to each nipple again. Now twist them. Twist them clockwise all the way to 6 o'clock. Hold them there and count slowly to 30.

After you finish counting, release the pegs and let them return to 12 o'clock. Take the clothes pegs back off your nipples. Pick up the two rubber bands I asked for. Wind the rubber bands around the jaws, the clamping ends of the pegs, just below the little spring until they are tight. What I want is to make the pegs a bit stiffer, a bit harder to open when you squeeze the ends. I want them to hurt a bit more when you put them back on.

Once the rubber bands are in place, put the two clothes pegs down for a moment. Go back to the hard surface you used previously. Straddle it and then rub and grind your clit against it again until you edge.

Once you have edged, pick up the pegs with the rubber bands on them. Put them back on, one on each nipple. Make sure they clamp the entire nipple. Once on, the jaws should be at the very base of your nipples against the areolas, and the other ends should be sticking straight out away from your body.

Now let’s remove the pegs on either side of your nipples. Start with the left side and then do the right side. But don’t squeeze the ends of the clothes pegs when removing them. Don’t even take hold of them the way you normally do when intending to squeeze them to release them.

Instead, take a peg between finger and thumb right on either side of the little metal spring. Grip it firmly and then smartly rip it off your tit, just like you may have ripped a band-aid off a tender bit of skin sometime in the past. Repeat that peg by peg, one by one until only the two pegs directly attached to your nipples remain.

That hurt a little didn’t it? But in a moment you are going to remove the last two pegs in exactly the same way. I promise that is going to hurt a great deal more. Firstly, because those pegs are clamping your entire nipple on both sides. Plus, the rubber bands have improved the grip of those pegs.

Now, get a grip on one of those pegs. Right or left? It’s your choice. Once you have a grip on the peg, right where the little spring is, give it a good jerk directly away from your body.

Ouchy. I imagine that hurt quite a bit. That’s okay. Just one more peg to go. Go ahead and grip it, just like you did the last one, right where the little spring is. Take a deep breath. Now jerk it off your nipple just like you did with the other one. Oh, dear. That really makes my cock twitch just imagining you doing that.

Now take those two tender nipples between finger and thumb. Roll them between fingers and thumbs, pinch them, tug on them, and get that blood flowing back into them. Once you’ve done that, go on over to the hard surface you used before.

Straddle it and then rub and grind your clit into it until you edge one last time.