Iâm kneeling on the floor, legs spread, my cunt exposed, ordered to remain in this position.
You fractionated and edged me for hours, Iâm a puddle of subby arousal and eager desire to obey.
Youâre standing over me, next to you a cane and a wand.
âWeâre going to train your thoughts nowâ
You say with a wicked smile.
âItâs really easy, all you need to do is be honest with me, and let the new thoughts in obediently. Can you do that for me?â
You push the wand on my clit.
âGoood girl. Obedience feels good, itâs arousing and hot. You like to obey.â
âNow, remember, be honest. You still sometimes wish you could have an orgasm, isnât that right?â
Fearfully, but obediently I nod. âYes Sirâ
You smack me on my thigh with the cane. âI know. Now say, admit your bad thoughtsâ
âI sometimes want to orgasmâ
âShh shh itâs okay. Now think about denial. How good it feels.â
You say as you press the wand on my clit again.
âTell me how good it feels to stay denied.â
âThe pleasure feels so good, so hot, so niceâ
âAnd what do you think of orgasms? Do you like them?â You say as you pick up the cane again.
âNnnnoo, I donât like orgasms.â
âThatâs right. And why is that? â
âBecause orgasms are bad. Denial is better.â
You turn the vibe back on.
âOrgasms are bad. Denial is better.â
âThatâs a good girl.â