It amuses her to see how quickly she can make me orgasm. The gentle squeeze of my flaccid penis, a twisted nipple, a pinch, a bite, a slap, some filthy narrative and I’m hers. Like a pimply-faced kid in the back seat of my daddy’s car    I have no control. I have willingly given it to her and now that power is hers to use and abuse as she sees fit.  Not only does she decide when I get pleasure, but she also decides how long that pleasure will last. But she’s not taking her mothers advice to get ‘it’ over and done with as quickly as possible. I’m well trained and I know we’re not done until she’s had her fill.

Last night it took her seven minutes from the time she came to bed until I’d shot my load. The sad thing was I knew she wasn’t getting excited at all. She wouldn’t let me touch any of her erogenous zones and she wasn’t touching any of them herself. My brain says stop, don’t let her do this. You’ll feel like a worthless pile of shit when you’re done, but my lust for her betrays me.

“Seven minutes. That’s a new personal best.”  A pencil dick with a short fuse, I should hang my head in shame.

“May I please give you an orgasm now?”

“I’m not even the least bit horny.” Of course you’re not. I’m not worthy to be in the same bed as you.

“Maybe if I licked your clitty for awhile, I might be able to get you excited.”

“What, so you can eat up all your cum? I don’t think so.” That’s me, a wannabe cum-dumpster.

“Would an Alpha Male would get you excited.”

“Would you kneel in front of him and get his cock ready while he kisses me?” I would do anything to give you pleasure.

“Of course I would. You deserve to be kissed by a strong and confident man; someone who can take charge of you, a man who will hold your head firmly with one hand while he kisses you deeply and undoes your bra strap with his other hand.”

“Show me how you would lick his cock.” I took her biggest toy out of the drawer and slowly licked up the shaft like a big blue lolly-pop. When I got to the tip, I teased his piss hole with my tongue and then I slid about half of him into my mouth. “Take all of him, Bitch. I want to see you swallow that big thick cock.” It took a couple of tries, but eventually I was able to get his entire length down my throat. “You are a good little cock sucker and I’m starting to believe you’d do it for real if I told you to. But if we ever brought another man into our bedroom, I’d want to hear you tell him exactly how I like it. It wouldn’t be enough to just watch him fuck me; I’d want you to instruct him on how to satisfy me in all the ways you don’t. Would you do that for me?” You really do enjoy tormenting me, don’t you?

“You deserve to have all your desires fulfilled.” I started rubbing the shaft of her phantom lover against her clit. “I live to give you pleasure and I want to serve you any way I can.”

“That’s good to know, but I’m really not horny.” She pushed my hand away. “You could go make me a cup of tea though.” At least I’m good for something.

Later, when we were cuddling the last thing she said to me before she fell asleep was, “I bet I could make you come in five minutes.”

Cheers,

sss

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1. 

   There’s nothing like serving a moody, narcisistic Goddess.

   Comment by Lechien — March 5, 2009 @ 12:55 pm

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