18+ NSFW (Backup and companion blog to teazdndenied) M, Dedicated to seductive, sexually assertive women who enjoy being in control. Emphasis on teasing and denying, gentle femdom, seduction, restraints and all things F/m. Please do not delete my captions.
It's with much disappointment that I wanted to let you know that my original blog 'teazdndenied' has been terminated by Tumblr after nearly ten years. I've made multiple appeals but have not yet even received the courtesy of a reply. As a result, I have little hope of my account being reinstated at this point.
I'm both baffled and frustrated by this decision. Ever since the NSFW rules were implemented in 2018 I've done my best to follow Tumblr guidelines and avoid using images that were explicit or graphic in nature. Very rarely have my posts been flagged but if it occurred and I was made aware I would respectfully remove the post.
Admittedly, the most frustrating aspect for me is the wildly inconsistent approach Tumblr takes to terminating accounts. I'm constantly seeing blogs that have been around for years that are nothing but graphic, explicit images and yet somehow those seem to effortlessly evade the admins while mine is terminated. (To be clear, that's in no way intended as a complaint directed toward those blogs, but rather to the inexplicable inconsistency with which Tumblr applies their own rules.)
So, that leaves me with where I am today. At the moment my frustration and disappointment over losing so much content and so many drafts that were either in process or simply waiting to be posted seem to be outweighing my inspiration and motivation to produce new content. I'm sure though that as time passes that will likely change as well.
I am though grateful that this blog exists and has retained much of my original blog. In the short term I plan to reblog some of my content here as I come across it, particularly content that has not yet been posted here.
Lastly, I wanted to thank everyone who has followed and interacted with my posts over the years. I'm well aware that because of the length of many of my posts much of my content isn't really conducive with typical rapid Tumblr scrolling. I appreciate everyone who's taken the time to pause their scrolling to read my content, particularly the lengthier posts.
He can remember the first time he'd heard her utter those words to him. Just thinking about that moment still sends shudders and dizzying waves of submissiveness through him.
They'd been sitting on her couch for hours and he was reeling from the hottest, steamiest, most erotic makeout session imaginable.
Deep soft kisses... her mouth sensually ravishing his neck... her tongue swirling and teasing his ear.
And most maddeningly her soft hand wrapped gently around his cock... teasing it... stroking it... petting it... keeping it agonizingly hard and aroused yet not letting him cum.
And it was then when he heard her voice whisper in his ear, "With most boys I'd have already made them cum two... three... four times by now. But, you're not like most boys, are you, sweetie?"
She'd laughed softly at his whimper, continuing to murmur in his ear, "Of course you're not baby. Boys like you don't cum, do they? They ache... they suffer... they don't release their cum, do they?..."
"Oh god...," he'd groaned.
"No, of course they don't, not boys like you," she'd continued. "They let their cum build and build... letting their balls get fuller, and heavier, achier... while their cock stays hard, desperate, and drippy..."
Sensing he was again on the brink of orgasm she pulled her hand back once more, leaving him to whimper in frustration as his once again abandoned, untouched cock was left just short of cumming.
"That's what happens to boys like you, isn't it?," she'd whispered. "They don't get to cum, do they?... they're not allowed... they don't get to make those kinds of decisions on their own... they need someone to do it for them... boys like you need someone to give them permission, don't they?"
She paused, then in a wickedly taunting voice purred, "...and I haven't given you permission, have I baby?"
"No," he'd panted, nearly breathless.
"That's right sweetie, I haven't... so you can't cum, you're not allowed. Most boys can cum whenever they want, but not you... you have to wait... you need to be patient... you need to be kept nice and close... boys like you don't get to cum... they get to be left aching to cum all the time, huh?"
Her fingers resumed just barely touching his cock... feathery light... barely even perceptible... yet in in his excruciatingly desperate condition it was enough to make him want to cum so badly he nearly started to cry.
She smiled softly at his agonized desperation, touched her lips to his ear and whispered, "It's ok honey, don't feel bad. I don't like most boys anyway... its boys like you who are my favorite."
She was fascinated by his behavior, like even though he obviously knew this was his fifth day in chastity clearly his body had not yet accepted the reality of his situation.
So as she caressed his back softly, gently, soothingly, she murmured, "Does that help, baby? Does that make it better for you when you grind your cage against me? Does that feel good for you?"
"Oh honey, I know it aches... it's been so long for you, hasn't it? You want to cum so bad..."
Her voice was sweet and sympathetic, the expression of need on this trembling man's face so adorably desperate and helpless she couldn't help but drip with arousal.
"C'mere baby," she cooed, drawing him near, cradling him into the warm, perfumed softness of her breasts.
She smiled with delight at his muffled whimper of frustration, pulling him closer still so that his senses were overwhelmed by her softness.
"It'll be ok, sweetie," she murmured. "Just relax... breathe... I bet your ache will start going away any minute now."
And even as her words were being spoken her breasts thrust forward gently, her hands raking along his scalp, holding him captive, ensuring her prey had no escape from her sensual web.
It’s a powerful hypnotic spell….the neck kiss. No one can resist. No one is immune.
Her warm lips grazing up his neck. Her hand firmly over his heart pulling him back into her embrace. He is keenly aware of both the softness of her breasts as well as the tautness of her nipples pressing against him. She starts with small quick light kisses. Progresses to long lazy licks savoring his salty skin. She purrs with an occasional soft moan, mirroring him, his own uninhibited natural responses.
His head rolls back. His eyes close. He inhales her scent, mesmerized by her caresses. Reaching his ear she teasingly nibbles his lobe, using the suction of her mouth to pull him in deeper. Flicking her wet tongue in and out of his ear. Tongue fucking him gently, yet planting an image of more to come. Always more to come. Then she whispers, low and seductively, all the nasty dirty things he is going to do for her tonight, she is going to do to him tonight. And there is nothing he can do now to save himself. He will do anything she asks.
She smiles softly to herself as she reaches down for the length of rope, securing first one wrist and then the other. After which she returns to the kissing, the licking, and the seductive words before she reaches for the second length of rope and begins to bind his straining cock and heavy balls.
There will be more to come she promises quietly. After all, she has all night and he is not going anywhere anytime soon.
"It's funny, isn't it baby?," she purred. "Back before you were locked up and were able to cum whenever you wanted... you sometimes used to complain about this, remember?"
With her fingers lightly tracing and swirling along the length of his freed cock she mockingly imitated him. "Baby no, just a handjob?.... again?... that's what you did last time... why can't you ride my cock tonight?... or at least give me a blowjob??"
She smirked as he softly said, "I'm so sorry. I... I was an idiot..."
"Aww, don't be so hard on yourself sweetheart," she purred, smiling at his gasp as she delicately spread more clear precum around the head, causing him to pant with need.
"You were just a little self-centered... preoccupied with your own wants. But I think we've corrected that now, don't you?," she asked.
"Yesss...," he moaned, straining against his bonds as he tried to thrust up toward her feathery light caresses. Instead, she pulled her hand away completely.
She smiled at his whine of frustration as he pleaded, "Nooo, please don't stop... please more?!"
Chuckling, she taunted, "More what, sweetheart? More of my warm... gentle... silky soft hand?"
"Yesss, please more??...", he begged.
Grinning, she lightly swirled one finger around the head, then slowly traced it down the length of him. His entire body quivered as he let out an agonized groan of need.
"Did that feel good baby?," she teased softly. "Is my hand good enough for you now?"
"It's so good. I'm begging you, please don't stop... please more??", his voice desperate with longing.
Smiling with satisfaction, she gently caressed his face, cooing, "We'll see baby, maybe... not right now though..."
And with a soft chuckle, she walked away, leaving his cock quivering and weeping with need....
She was well aware that this confident, assertive man was not wired to be submissive... which was exactly why the thought of bringing him to his knees before her turned her on so much.
Sure, she enjoyed dominating submissive men. But, there was something irresistibly empowering to her about having a man accustomed to being in control submit to her.
Not surprisingly he'd hesitated and looked at her in confusion when a moment earlier she'd said, "Baby, there's something I want you to do for me. I get that it might make you a little... uncomfortable, but it's important to me."
Pausing a moment, she softly instructed, "Kiss my foot, sweetheart.... on your knees."
Cocking his head, he replied in confusion, "I'm sorry?"
Calmly she replied, "You heard me, don't make me repeat myself... it will only lessen the moment. Just do what I asked. For me."
Her heart raced when although still clearly uncertain he knelt before her.
"Go on sweetie, it's okay. It's only us...," she purred as her hand gently guided him lower.
As he tentatively lowered his lips to her foot, she murmured, "Don't overthink this. There's nothing humiliating or submissive about this. All you're doing is showing me how much you adore and want to please me. That is what you want, isn't it baby?"
Swallowing hard, he confessed, "Yes....," and began lovingly kissing her foot.
During his hair soothingly, she purred, "Mmm, I know you do... thank you sweetheart."
And as he continued reverently worshipping her foot she gazed down at him triumphantly, sweetly cooing, "That's it baby, just like that.... that's a good boy."
"Oh My God, Please?? No more?!," he begged, his pleasure wracked body exhausted from a seemingly endless assault of orgasms. But still, her soft hand was already at work once again, stroking and teasing his still fully erect, viagra enhanced cock.
Calmly, she purred, "Shhh, honey hush... You need to understand that when I say that I OWN this cock, that doesn't only mean you get to cum ONLY when I say, it also means you'll cum however, whenever, and as often as I like."
"But, I can't.... I can't Cum anymore honey... there's nothing left...," he pleaded.
Laughing softly she teased, "You let me be the judge of that, because as long as you're sporting a gorgeous mighty erection like this, or even have just a few more drops of cum left in your balls... I'm going to extract every bit of energy and strength out of you, baby."
Sure enough, a few moments later she felt his desperately aroused, (vein filled) cock somehow swell impossibly larger - in her stroking petite hand - as she squeezed slightly harder.
"There we go," she purred triumphantly, well aware that once his strong manhood started to respond like it was - she had him... It might take a little while but there was no doubt it was only a matter of time before his glorious pulsing cock would surrender to her desire once again...
She smiled widely when he had the same realization and whimpered softly in extreme bliss... "Poor thing," she cooed sympathetically... "You just can't resist me, can you my darling? No matter how hard you try... You know that it's too late for you now, once again... You're not going to be able to hold back your climax... You might as well stop trying to fight it and just enjoy it."
Eventually his body surrendered and once again he cried out helplessly in pleasure as she drew yet another explosive orgasm from his muscular exhausted body. As he tried to compose himself, she smiled and teased, "Aww, did that feel good baby? Still want some more? Tour still Rock Solid..."
"Please nooo," he begged.
Chuckling softly she purred, "Well that's all up to you, sweetheart. All you have to do is “deflate” just a little... But You keep getting Larger and Harder my love… Can you deflate just a little, honey?"
And a moment later her soft velvety slippery hand resumed gently, sensually stroking up and down....
Ladies, it is YOUR Cock. You do decide however, whenever, and how many times it CUMS...
An awesome example of reinforcing your Control and how futile it is for him to resist. Make him surrender to your Ownership. You both know you can do whatever you please to him or with him - so, do it!
Power un-exercised is power unrealized. Power used is power gained, it’s kinetic and will draw him deeper into your sensual web of hypnotic love, caring, and control.
His brain will come to realize “I am hers, now and forever.
The above content is another example of the plagiarism issues that I've with this particular blog (and its variations) dating back to my original teazdndenied blog. Though I've contacted them multiple times in the past to voice my concern and disappointment the practice continues.
To be clear, I've never made a dime off of anything that I've written nor do I ever intend to, so my frustration has nothing to do with money. I enjoy writing these stories/captions as time allows and sharing them with others here, that's all.
I will though add that some of my posts in particular can be a somewhat significant investment of my time, so it's admittedly frustrating and irritating whenever I find my content popping up in other places and posted as if it's the original work of someone else.
Simply put, to my way of thinking plagiarism is disrespectful, lazy, and displays a lack of integrity. And I suspect if they're lifting content from me they're probably stealing it from others as well.
The above is a reblog of their post from Nov 2025. The post immediately preceding this one shows the original post from my original blog that Tumblr terminated years ago. You can be the judge for yourself.
"My god, please?? No more?!," he begged, his pleasure wracked body exhausted from a seemingly endless assault of orgasms. But still, her soft hand was already at work once again, stroking and teasing his spent, flaccid cock.
Calmly, she purred, "Shhh, honey hush. You need to understand that when I say that I own your cock that doesn't only mean you that only get to cum when I say, it also means you'll cum however, whenever, and as often as I like."
"But, I can't.... I can't cum anymore... there's nothing left...," he pleaded.
Laughing softly she teased, "You let me be the judge of that, because as long as you've got even just a few drops of cum left... I'm going to take them from you, baby."
Sure enough, a few moments later she felt his cock begining to respond, beginning to stiffen ever so slightly.
"There we go," she purred triumphantly, well aware that once he started to respond that she had him. It might take a little while but there was no doubt it was only a matter of time before his cock would surrender to her again.
She smiled when he had the same realization and whimpered softly. "Poor thing," she cooed sympathetically. "You just can't resist me, can you? No matter how hard you try. You know that it's too late for you now. You're not going to be able to hold back. You might as well stop trying to fight it and just enjoy it."
Eventually his body surrendered and once again he cried out helplessly in pleasure as she drew yet another orgasm from his exhausted body. As he tried to compose himself, she smiled and teased, "Aww, did that feel good baby? Still want some more?"
"Please nooo," he begged.
Chuckling softly she purred, "Well that's all up to you, sweetheart. All you have to do is keep from getting hard. Can you do that, honey?"
And a moment later her soft hand resumed gently, sensually stroking....
"You know that if you agree to let me have my way with you, just because I care for you doesn't mean that I have any intention of showing you mercy. You understand that, don't you baby?"
Of all the purchases her roommate might have made during Prime Days she had not seen that one coming. A chastity device? Her sweet, shy, innocent roomie?
"My, my, my...," she'd thought to herself when she saw the recently placed order on his laptop he'd carelessly left open. He'd stammered and blushed adorably when she'd mentioned that she saw the order, trying to make an excuse. It wasn't for him. It was a joke, a gag gift for a buddy.
Uh huh. Right. She knew better.
So, when she heard Alexa announce he would be receiving a shipment that afternoon she made her preparations. Well aware of his tendency to take an afternoon nap if he'd worked late the night before... she was ready.
By the time he woke up he was shocked when he realized not only were his arms bound to his bed, but his roommate was straddling him, gazing down at him... grinning mischievously.
Before he could speak she touched her fingertip to his lips. "Shhhh, hush....don't talk. Everything's fine."
Then, she picked up a box that was sitting next to her. "Look what arrived while you were sleeping," she said with a smile. "Want me to open it for you since you're.... well, you're tied to your bed, aren't you sweetie?"
She chuckled at his groan and proceeded to open the package. A moment later she was tauntingly dangling a chastity cage before his eyes.
"Ooooh, look at this," she purred in a seductive voice. "What do we have here? A cock cage? Mmm, now this is hot."
Slowly, sensually, her hips began to roll, forward and back. Grinding gently. Rocking along the length of his cock now trapped beneath her. Giving it no choice but to begin stiffening in response.
As he began to breathe heavily, with her fingers teasingly stroking the chastity device, she gazed down at him. "Is this what you fantasize of?," she asked, her voice soft and sultry. "Having your cock locked up? Unable to touch it?..."
She smirked as it looked as if he could barely breathe. Leaning down, she continued, but now whispering in his ear.
"Straining against your cage anytime you're turned on?... unable to do anything about it?... "
Gently, she turned his head and breathed into his other ear. "Unable to cum... no matter how badly you want it..."
"Oh god...," he moaned softly.
"Mmm, you're getting so hard just thinking about it, aren't you?," she purred. "But, you don't want just the fantasy, do you? No, you want more... you want it to be real. You want to surrender the keys, don't you? Both of them. What you want more than anything is that feeling of knowing that a woman is now completely in control of your cock... and that there's absolutely nothing you can do about it."
"Oh... my... god....."
"Well guess what, baby?," she teased with a chuckle. "Today is your lucky day. Because I'm about to lock up your cock and take both of the keys. Don't worry though, I'm going to work slowly. I'll give you all the time in the world that you need to stop me. If you don't want this, all you have to do is say, "Stop"... and I promise that I will. It's that simple."
She paused briefly then continued, "But, if you don't? And the lock clicks shut? Mmm, well then sweetie... it'll be too late for you then. Your cock will be mine. Understand?"
When he nodded his head she couldn't but chuckle when the sound of her voice cooing, "Good boy," had him whimpering in response.
True to her word, her fingers worked slowly. Deftly. Gently. Taking her time, carefully manipulating his balls and his cock into the device.
Although he trembled as she worked, his body gradually beginning to glisten with perspiration, he remained silent, not uttering a word. His eyes watched her every move as if he were ensnared in a trance.
When only one step remained she paused and said, "Sweetie?," then proceeded to dangle the lock before his eyes. She smiled as he swallowed hard, but still remained silent. She remained motionless for a moment, making sure he had every opportunity to stop him.
He didn't. And a moment later, the lock clicked shut. The moment that it did he gasped, and said, "Wait!..."
"I'm sorry sweetie, it's too late. I gave you plenty of chances," she said with a smile. Rising from the bed she dangled the keys tauntingly, adding, "I'm just going to put these away for safe keeping. I'll be right back though... and when I am, we're going to give your cage a thorough test drive. I'll see how hot and bothered I can make you... and you can find out what it feels like when your cock is trying so hard to get stiff but all it can do is strain against its cage. Sound fun?"
"Oh my god, I can't believe this...," he said softly.
"Oh sweetie," she smiled. "We've not even started yet. Just wait until a month has passed... you can't begin to imagine how you'll be feeling by then, it's going be crazy for you."
She giggled playfully at the look on his face, teasing, "Don't go anywhere sweetie... I'll be right back and we'll get started." And with that she disappeared from view.
As she cuddled up against him, still glowing and panting in the aftermath, she allowed her warm, silky thigh to rub softly back and forth against his aching, yet to be relieved erection.
"I know you didn't get to cum this morning honey," she purred. "But my god, the way your cock still feels so hot, so hard, trapped beneath me is sooo sexy. I can still feel it throbbing, and I think I can feel it leaking? Is it baby? Is it still leaking?"
"Yesss," he groaned softly in response.
"Oh sweetheart," she cooed. "You're frustrated, aren't you? Are you? Are you frustrated baby?"
"Yesss...," he confessed.
"Oh honey, I'm sorry," she purred. "But baby, my god I can tell that you need it so bad and I absolutely love that. That is sooo hot. Did I really get you that worked up? Do you really want me that bad?"
"Yessss...," he whispered.
"Mmm, I love that. And I have to confess, the thought of leaving you like this, wanting me so bad... still hard, needy, wanting to cum so bad... it turns me on so much."
"My godddd...," he whispered.
"I know baby, I know," she murmured. "It's selfish of me, it's mean, it's cruel. I won't do it. I'll take care of it for you sweetheart."
Now he was the one suddenly feeling selfish. Sighing he said, "No, don't.... it's okay... you don't have to. I'll be fine."
Her eyes lit up as she replied, "Really baby? For real?? You'd do that for me?? Are you sure??"
"Uh huh," he panted. "I'm sure."
She shifted slightly, just enough so his needy cock could be released from being pinned beneath the warm softness of her thigh. Reaching down she began ever so gently, ever so slowly, stroking his cock.
Even as he was gasping in pleasure, he reassured her, "No... really, I'll be okay... I promise."
"I don't know honey, I'm not convinced. I don't think you really mean it. It's fine, I'll make you cum." Her hand continued its soft, sweet ministrations.
He let out a soft whine, feeling his orgasm getting closer yet also not wanting to disappoint his wife. "No, don't. It's fine, I promise..."
"Mmm, I don't think so, I'm not convinced. It's fine honey and you're almost there anyway..."
"Nooo," he whined.
She thought she might almost cum on the spot. Smirking, she continued slowly stroking. "Then convince me baby, beg me... beg me to stop and leave you like this..."
"Oh my godddd," he groaned. "Ok, ok, ok, I'm begging you, please stop!... please don't make me cum!"
"Oh fuckkkk," he moaned, his orgasm now so near he could feel it welling up in his balls.
"Are you sure baby? Are you sure that's what you want? For me to leave you this way??"
"Yesss..."
"And to cum only when I want you to from now on??"
"It's ok, I get it... that's way too much to ask of you, I'll make you cum," her voice now taunting him, her hand coaxing him closer.
"Nooo! It is, it is what I want!!....", his cock aching and mind whirring in confusion.
"Yeah?," she purred. "Are you sure? No more cumming for you unless that's what I want? Even if you want to really, really bad?"
"Yesss! Now please... stop! Oh god I'm so close!"
Smirking, she pulled her hand away, leaving him just short of cumming. She watched in delight as he fought off his orgasm. His body slumping down. His cock twitching frantically. Pulsing. Drooling. Pleading.
And when the threat of cumming eventually passed she innocently cooed, "There we go, all better now? Is that what you wanted honey? For me to stop? So that you wouldn't cum?"
"Yes," he panted, his body still trembling in frustration.
"And that's what you want from now on too? To only cum if I decide I want you to?"
"Yes," he whimpered softly.
"Mmm, good. I'm glad baby. I've wanted that for such a long time. This is going to be sooo hot," she purred.
A moment later though her hand resumed its soft, slow masturbation, causing him to needily moan, "Baby please, my godddd... I'm getting close again..."
Biting her lower lip gently with lust, she purred, "It's okay honey, relax. I'm not going to let you cum today, I promise. This is all you're going to get. I'm just going to keep you nice and close, that's all."
And with a soft chuckle, she began tortuously slowly working him back to the edge....
In a playful, taunting voice she called out, “Darling, I’m ready…. come out, come out wherever you are.“
After a brief pause and hearing nothing but silence she grinned. In a noticeably more wicked tone she added, “Don’t be nervous sweetheart, I didn’t say that you weren’t going to be allowed to cum tonight. I said….. you might be allowed to cum tonight. See the difference, honey?”
"Oh... thanks!," he said, doing his best to feign excitement when he opened the gift she'd brought for him. Honestly, he had no idea what it even was much less what he'd use it for.
Giggling at his obvious confusion and his sweet attempt at politeness, she teased, "Don't you love it? Isn't it just perfect?"
"Uhhh... yeah! Sure, it... it's great...."
Grinning and giving him a playful nudge, mercifully she finally put him out of his awkward misery. "Sweetie, it's a holder for your phone! You know, so like if you're in bed and you want to watch something on your phone but don't want to hold it? You just clip this end to your bed and... tada! You can enjoy your phone hands-free!"
"Ahhh, gotcha! Cool! Thanks!," he said, this time with more enthusiasm. He still really had no idea when or why he'd ever use it, but at least now he knew what it was, and it was thoughtful of her to give it to him.
"I know, not what you were expecting. But, I'm sure it'll come in handy more often than you think," she said with a playful smile.
*************
Hours later, after securing the last restraint that left him naked, spread, and tied to his bed she purred, "There we go, perfect."
For a moment she simply gazed down at him, the expression on her face becoming more mischievous. More wicked. More predatory.
Swallowing hard, he asked, "Uhhh, babe? Is... is everything ok?"
Laughing softly, she purred, "Everything's just fine sweetie. I was just thinking, I think we'll do something a little different tonight."
"Oh? And... what's that?"
"You'll see baby, you just stay right where you are," she replied with a wink.
A few moments later she returned, carrying both his phone and the holder she'd gifted him earlier.
"Finger please?," she said innocently.
She took his hand, extended his index finger and pressed it up against the phone. "Voila!," she said with a smile when it immediately unlocked.
"Umm, baby?? What are you doing??", he asked nervously.
Rolling her eyes, she dismissively said, "Oh please, seriously? If I wanted all of your deep, dark secrets to be revealed to me do you honestly think I'd snoop on your phone? Sweetie, we both know I have ways to make you talk anytime I want that are way more fun than that."
In a softer, more seductive voice she continued, "Why would I ever deprive myself the pleasure of slowly... excruciatingly... tortuously... drawing each and every secret from your poor quivering lips by snooping? Hmm?"
Grinning at the look on his face, she winked and added, "Which I will do eventually by the way, but not tonight. Tonight I'm just adding an innocent little app to add to your phone. All of your naughty secrets will stay safely tucked away."
A few moments and finger swipes later she announced, "There we go, all done. Perfect. Just give me a minute baby, almost ready."
He looked at her with a confused expression, but given his restraints what else could he do other than wait? He watched as she attached the end of the holder to the headboard, inserted the phone into the bracket, then extended the adjustable cable so the phone was positioned just in front of him.
"There, how's that?," she asked. "Can you see that okay?"
Lookng up at it he said, "Yeah? I guess?," clearly confused why there was any need for his phone at all given the position he was in and what he was assuming was about to happen??
"Awesome," she said.
He looked on, eyes locked on to her every move as she then began slowly undoing buttons. Revealing curves. Letting fabric fall away. Calmly. Confidently. As if she had all the time in the world.
As she slowly continued letting her clothes fall away at an excruciating pace she began talking about his stories. His writing. How much she enjoyed them.
It was true. He knew she enjoyed them but he never tired of hearing her say it. It was incredibly flattering to him. Plus, the fact that she seemed to be turned on by the same things as him was ultra hot for him.
"Really, I love them so much baby. Some of them drive me absolutely crazy. I mean, sometimes by the time I finish reading I'm so turned on.... I'm a total, dripping mess...."
"My goddd...," he moaned.
"... and all I want to do is.... I probably shouldn't say..."
With wide eyes, he exclaimed, "Please... tell me! I want to know!..."
Walking slowly from the foot of his bed toward the head, she allowed her hand to trail up along his leg, along his chest, and then along the length of his bound, outstretched arm.
As she did, she purred, "It makes me want to.... tie you to the bed... so that I can do as I please with you... and make you pay for making my pussy so fucking wet..."
She chuckled at his whimper, making her way onto the bed and straddling his waist. Gazing down at him, her fingers trailing over his chest, she continued, "... and, I've decided that's exactly what I'm going to do tonight. Do you understand, baby?"
Nodding his head, with his mind reeling he swallowed hard and softly replied, "Yes... I do."
"Mmm, good boy," she murmured approvingly. Reaching back behind herself, her hand found his already excited cock and began to softly stroke. Caress. Tease. Making it stiffen even more with need.
A subtle smirk formed on her face as already his mouth had fallen open and eyes were glazing over.
"I really do love reading your stories baby, so much... but, do you know what I think I'd love even more?," she asked.
Gazing up at her, he shook his head. "No?"
Leaning forward, she touched her soft lips to his ear, her warm breath making him quiver. She whispered, "If you were to read them to me instead. I think that would be so much fun and sooo hot, don't you?"
She smiled knowingly as he seemed to be temporarily rendered speechless. Seductivly, she continued murmuring in his ear.
"Think about it... as you're reading my favorite stories to me... I can be doing whatever I want... teasing your cock... making myself cum... whatever I please... and all the while I'll still be able to enjoy your hot, sexy stories that drive me wild... it's perfect baby."
"My god....," he groaned, his mind still trying to wrap itself around what was happening.
In a mischievous voice, she purred, "I think we could really bring your stories to life... imagine if I were doing to you what the woman is doing to the guy in your story, hmm?... I think that we could really bring the desperation... the frustration... the suffering that the poor men in your stories have to endure to life, don't you?"
"Baby...," he whimpered.
She laughed softly, well aware he was pondering trying to talk her out of this. Instead, gazing down at him she calmly said, "You do realize we're going to do this, don't you? That this is going to happen?"
Then, with a grin she glanced up at his phone that now hovered overhead. "I mean look, we have all the equipment and everything. Oh, and the little app I installed on your phone? It's an autoscroll app, so once the story begins it won't be a problem for you that you're.... well, all tied up."
Smiling at that look of both resignation and acceptance on his face, she purred, "It's going to be sooo hot baby, I can hardly wait. And you wouldn't want to disappoint me, would you? After all that I've done to get everything ready for us?"
Shaking his head, he replied, "Of course not."
"Mmm, very good... well then, shall we get started?"
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They were now on the third story that she'd chosen for him to read to her and she was absolutely loving it, even way more than she ever imagined!
His body was trembling, voice was quivering, and his cock was exquisitely engorged, steely hard with need. Maddeningly, her soft hand that by now had him skillfully trapped right at the edge was often mirroring what was happening in the story, bringing his words to life in ways that he never could have imagined.
When he finished reading the story he was panting softly, chest heaving, hips writhing. Wickedly she gave his cock three more quick, firm strokes that made him gasp but then immediately pulled her hand away, leaving it to bob back and forth in the air. Untouched and frustrated.
"That was so good baby, I love that one. Catch your breath sweetie, and then I'll pick out the next one for you." A few moments later she'd navigated to another story on his blog and had it queued up and ready to go for him to read.
She fought back a smirk when his eyes widened when he realized which one she'd chosen. "Nooo," he whimpered softly. "Please? Not that one? Please, pick something else??"
Innocently, she purred, "Why? I'm not sure I remember what happens in this one. Let's find out. Let's do this one. We'll at least start it, but if it's not one of my favorites then I'll choose another one, okay?"
"Okay," he whimpered in resignation.
As he began to read she stretched out alongside of him. Silky thigh draped over him. Warm breasts pressing into his side. Soft lips grazing along his neck and ear.
Well aware of exactly where this story was heading she began turning the heat up on him even more. Her tongue softly tracing and swirling his ear. Hips grinding against him. Voice purring with lust. His body was beginning to shake and his voice quivering so much he could barely continue reading aloud l.
That's when with mock innocence she purred in his ear, interrupting, "Baby wait... is this the one where she uses her lips... and her tongue... and her mouth on him?"
"Yesss...," he replied softly.
"Mmm, and she really works him over? Like big time, right? So by the time she finishes having her way with him his poor cock is an aching, dripping mess?"
"Yesss," he whimpered in a soft, pitiful voice.
"Yeahhh, that sounds familiar now," she cooed. "Remind me, does she let him cum at the end?"
"No," he whispered softly.
"No? She doesn't?," she purrs innocently. "So she gets him all worked up and then leaves him like that? All achy and frustrated?"
"Yes," he whispered in a barely audible voice.
"Mmm, that's hot. Baby, you have the absolute best ideas for your stories. Keep reading sweetie, we're definitely going to finish this one."
She smirked to herself at his barely audible little whimper when as he began reading about how the woman began to slowly descend down his body she began to do to he same. "Keep reading sweetie," she murmured. "And take your time, I love this part."
The more he read aloud about the erotic, merciless, sensual oral assault on the defenseless cock of the man in his story the more he was left with no choice but to endure the exact same torment himself. She chuckled to herself with wicked delight at the incoherent sounds coming from him, sometimes tossing in teasing little comments just for fun.
"Like that baby?," she purred softly, her tongue softly swirling around the head before her lips began placing soft, lingering kisses on the ultra sensitive underside. "Is that what happens? Is that what she does to him?"
The more his cock was being sensually ravished by her mouth and tongue the more he began to lose focus and struggle to keep his place. That was when to his dismay he heard her mumur, "Honey no, you keep messing that part up. Just relax and focus sweetie, okay?"
"Okay, I'll try," he panted.
"Good, thank you. Now, let's go back. To the very beginning of that section. You know, where she gives his cock that first little kiss before she really starts in on him? Start over from there baby."
Grinning as he whimpered, "Oh my god...," she teasingly purred, "Do it baby."
By the time he eventually finished reading his cock was like a leaky faucet, unable to stem the steady flow of weeping precum. His balls so full his head lolled mindlessly from side to side on his pillow from how desperately he ached for release.
She gazed down at him with an expression of both smoldering lust and wicked satisfaction at what she had done to him. Reaching down she gently gathered up his balls in the soft warmth of her hand, as if weighing them.
"These are so heavy," she murmured. "So full... you have so much cum built up for me, don't you baby?"
"Yesss... they ache so much. Please? Please let me cum??"
She involuntarily traced her lip with her tongue as her finger swirled slowly around the head, toying with the glistening precum.
"... and your cock," she continued in a husky mood whisper. "It's so hard... so hot... does it ache too, sweetie?"
"Yesss....," he whimpered.
"Oh honey, you poor thing," she cooed. "Then how about during the next story I'll just leave it alone. I won't touch it at all, that way you can have a little break?"
In a weak, pitiful voice he suggested, "Maybe you could just let me cum now? Then I could read some more??"
Laughing softly, she replied, "No, I don't think so. Maybe, when we're all done. We'll see. But until then, let's keep you like this. It's so much hotter this way."
After selecting the next story she settled in astride him, straddling his stomach. Shortly after he began to read she let out a soft purr, leaning forward slightly so that her soft, full breasts were gently thrusted a little closer to him. His eyes were drawn away from the phone, his words stopping as he watched the way she cupped her breasts. Holding them. Fondling them. Toying with and teasing her nipples.
With a knowing smirk, she murmured, "Baby no, don't look at me. Don't look at my tits. Look at your phone. Just keep reading."
With a whimper of frustration he forced himself to look away and continued reading. Moments later, the soft, erotic sounds coming from her were even more filled with pleasure. To his surprise, she then cooed, "Keep reading baby, I'll be right back. I'm not going anywhere."
She rose from the bed and returned a moment later, straddling him once more as she set a small bag down on the bed next to herself. Reaching in she pulled out a small vibrator and laid it on his chest between her parted thighs. Then a second. And then a third. Essentially repurposing his trembling chest into her own personal toy tray.
Gazing down at him, she innocently asked, "You don't mind if I lay those there, do you sweetie?"
"No," he moaned softly, his mind reeling at what was happening.
"Good, thank you baby. Now, just keep reading. Don't let me distract you..."
Shortly after he resumed reading he heard the soft hum of a vibrator, followed by a throaty purr of pleasure. Feeling on the brink of a meltdown he whined, "Babyyy... please?? I give up... I can't take anymore of this..."
"Shhh," she moaned. "Just read. I'm not going to cum, not yet...."
For the remainder of the story she continued gently pleasuring herself. Moaning. Edging. Bringing herself close. Her creamy wetness dripping down on to him, making his skin glisten with feminine arousal.
By the time he finished reading the story not only did he look nearly broken with longing, but she was also on fire with her own need for release, finally having reached her own limit.
He looked up at her with a look of pleading, helpless, desperation in his eyes. "Please?? No more... I ache so bad. I need to cum... I need it so bad... please??"
Sympathetically, she soothingly stroked his forehead. "I know baby, I know you do. I do too now. Just one more story. That's all, I promise. Then we'll be all done."
Taking a moment, she scrolled through his blog, studying it carefully until finally she stopped. "There.... there we go. That's the one," she purred. "Read this one to me."
When he looked up and realized which one she'd picked his mouth fell open, the expression of helpless disbelief on his price utterly priceless. "Baby no," he whispered, "No, no.... not that one...."
"Mmm, yes baby.... that's the one I want."
"Nooo... please...," he whimpered.
"But I've been looking forward to this one all night. I've been saving it... for the end." Her voice was so seductive, so wicked, and so taunting that his body quivered at her words.
"Oh god," he moaned.
He knew this story all too well. It was one of the most popular stories on his blog. In this story, once the seductive temptress had edged her helplessly bound captive to his breaking point, she repeatedly assured him she would put him out of his agony and grant him his much needed releaase. Next time.
Except, not only did she deny him each and every time, but when he was too close to be able to safely edge even one more time instead of bringing him to orgasm she instead slipped a chastity device over his defenseless, desperately needy cock, locking it into place.
Leaving him caged. Unrelieved. Dripping. Aching. Frustrated.
And for the coup de grâce, she then straddled his head, lowering her soft, dripping folds onto his face. Riding his mouth and tongue to orgasm after orgasm. Leaving him to listen to her cries of pleasure. The feeling of her thighs quivering around him. Overwhelming his senses with her heat, scent, and softness. And not stopping until her own insatiable lusts had been satisfied.
Finally, after lifting herself from him, his face drenched in her creamy wetness, the key to his cage nestled between her still gently heaving breasts, she gazed down at him and purred, "There... now... now we're all done, baby."
So now, in a voice that almost conveyed a sense of panic, he pleaded, "Baby please, not this one?... pick another one??... please??"
Looking down at him with her eyes sparkling mischievously, she teased, "Shhh, just read baby. Who knows? Maybe I'll let you cum before you finish it? What do you think?"
"I don't know," he whimpered, provoking a chuckle from her.
"I bet I will. I bet I'll make you cum so fucking hard. I bet I'll make your poor, aching cock explode... don't you?"
"I don't knowww...," he whined weakly.
"Well I guess we'll just have to wait and see how the story ends to find out, won't we?," she teased. "Just start reading, I can hardly wait to find out what happens."
As he resumed reading, his unsteady voice quivering, her soft hand encircled him once more. Fingers swirling. Petting. Teasing. Stroking. Provoking anguished whimpers of pleasure and desperation as she coaxed him close to yet another orgasm that he would be denied.
She smiled as he let out a weak, tormented moan of frustration when her hand abandoned him once again. Softly, she teased, "Aww, did you want more?... did you wanna cum?... next time baby... next time I won't stop..."
When his words resumed with a whimper she reached into her bag, pulled out a chastity device, and laid it on his trembling chest. "Oh my god....," he moaned.
Smiling, she murmured, "Just keep reading, you're doing fine. You can go as slow as you like, but sooner or later we're going to get to the end.... and when we do? Mmm, well I can hardly wait to see how this one ends, how about you?"
She never failed to be amused by how easily and in how many ways she could force this man's cock to stiffen with need for her. After just moments of her toes delicately teasing his foot she saw that delicious expression of arousal and need forming on his face.
With mock innocence she asked, "Aww, what's the matter baby? Is there something you want?"
She smiled at his groan, teasing, "You poor thing, you just can't help it, can you? Are my toes making you hard, sweetheart? Hmm? Is that all it takes for you to get all excited and needy for me?"
"Honey? What's this thing on the wall? I don't think I've seen it here before?," her husband called out.
His wife smiled from the kitchen, replying, "Oh that's just a couple little things I picked up at the hardware store when I was out this afternoon. I thought they'd be fun. Hold on just a second honey, I'll come in and show you how they work."
*************
A moment later, to his surprise he found himself on his knees, wrists bound together and secured to the wall.
With merely one small step forward by his wife he then found himself a virtual prisoner to her luscious thighs, her soft hand tugging him closer still so that his senses were enveloped by the intoxicating scent and heat of her arousal.
Chuckling softly at the already dazed look on his face, she seductively purred, "So what do you think baby? Fun, right?"
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