Building the Anticipation

A few months ago now my Master and i had a big discussion about our relationship and the rules that govern it. Some things just weren’t working for either of us, and we needed to figure out what the right path moving forward was. One of the things that came out of that discussion was that i am no longer forbidden from masturbating or having an orgasm without permission. The other was that my Master is no longer sending me instructions every night, just when there’s something that matters to him.

In the days leading up to our last visit i didn’t have any explicit instructions. i was feeling really sexual and anticipating my Master’s arrival, and so even though i knew that i could have an orgasm if i wanted too, i also knew that the sex would be much better if i didn’t. And, then i thought that the sex would be even better if i imposed a little orgasm denial torture on myself first.

So for the last 2 or 3 nights before my Master’s arrival, at bedtime every night i would fire up my vibrator, take myself to the edge of orgasm, then turn it off. Wait a few beats, then do it again. Repeat until my whole body was crying out for an orgasm, and then i’d put it away.

By the time i picked my Master up at the airport on Friday morning, my cunt was on high alert, my cunt lips swollen and engorged, my clit begging for attention. All i could think about was having my Master’s cock in my pussy. But my Master likes to savor that first fuck. So i slowly undressed him, playing with and sucking his nipples as i went. i teased and licked and sucked his cock. When finally He slid his cock into me, we were both so close to orgasm it didn’t take long. He began to fuck me, i slid a finger down between my folds, and in just a couple of minutes i was begging for permission as my cunt spasmed around Him just seconds after He’d come.

And that was well worth all the anticipation.