Now continue stroking me and I'll let your pussy feel a little bit of pleasure.
"Please sir..."
She softly moaned as she started stroking his cock. He took his sweet time to let the anticipation build up. When his spit landed on her clit she was so delighted.
His ever so light touch and circling was already making her close.
It's been only 2 weeks since he stopped tying her ankles and one of her wrists while they went through this ritual. Over the past year, she was being trained to keep her legs apart while stroking him and not touching her clit. She reached for it one too many times and was tied up ever since.
Today was a good day. He actually touched her and gave her stimulation. There were many days where it was just some slaps or even no touching at all. He sometimes rubbed an ice cube over her clit and sometimes dropped wax. Sometimes, he'd apply tiger balm on it and blew on it. That was her least favorite.
She wasn't very eager when they started. She tried to get any stimulation, begging to be touched and to cum. Her last orgasm was a year ago. She is kept in a chastity belt most times and only when they have the ritual, is she allowed to be exposed.
"Now, stay still if you don't want to go back to being tied. I saw your hand come near."
"I was just pulling my clothes away sir..."
She blushed as she said those words. Her clit ached. Just a little more friction, just a little more rough would help but he kept his hand steady.
"Sir...Will I ever get to cum again?"
He thought for a second smiling. He slowed down the rubbing even more as he could see her getting close even with this light touch.
"You don't need to know that sweetheart"
She moaned and felt like crying. But she knew she belonged to him and her orgasms were not hers. He may never let her cum, or maybe one day force her to cum over and over again, but it was not hers to know.
He started tapping her clit. The wet sound could be heard between her moans. She got to the edge just by this tapping. After she got a few edges, he came hard into her mouth getting up but telling her to keep her legs apart. after he came, he looked at her, cum around her lips, legs apart, trembling. She was begging with her eyes.
"Good girl."
He turned around and picked something up. It was her least favorite, tiger balm on her clit. She let out a small cry.
"Don't worry, it'll wear off soon enough. At least you'll get a few edge out of it. Now stay with your legs open. He said as he applied it. He blew a few times, already making her clit feel hot and cold at the same time. She wanted to close her legs but she knew what would happen. It's only been 2 weeks that she got to be free while the ritual took place. She knew whenever she was tied, the tiger balm part was worse. He always made sure her legs were tied wider and put some on her nipples too. Once he ties her up, he would always put a little more tiger balm. It was a punishment to moving while he told her to stay. While her mind wandered, he blew again and out of shock, she flinched and closed her leg just an inch.
"Aw, I guess the training wasn't enough."
"No, please! Sir!"
He shushed her. He got the cuffs, the all too familiar device was back on her wrists and ankles. Her mouth still tasted of his semen and he put a ball gag in. Once she was tied up, he made sure to put more tiger balm on her clit and added some to her nipples.
"Now, be a good girl. I'll be back in 15minutes. We'll see how well you behave, and if you still move when I blow, more will go on and today will be a long day for you. Remember, this is all for you."
He made sure to rub her nipples and clit, lightly, but to make sure the balm soaked in. She was going to have a long training day.