This week, for the first time in a few months I felt like I really needed and almost begged for an orgasm. It felt like it was going to come a few times when in the cage when you positioned the lap restraints right near the chastity device, then when you touched other parts of my body while in the cage. I felt like it may be allowed again when you released me from the cage and attached me to the hoist and removed my bra. When you started to attach the nipple clamps with the chain I could only imagine that you had teased me that much and then added that jewelers so that I would finally release a mess that would come with an orgasm that could only be achieved with constant edging.
Instead, I received the opposite. Just more denial as you made sure I was keeping danielle’s body up to your standards. Instead of the vibrator that I was almost sure was going to be used or maybe even a parachute to my balls, I received hair removal. There would be no orgasm. I was to leave extra frustrated. I’m now extra smooth in that area of my body, but the level of frustration I’m feeling has me almost involuntarily trying to fuck the chastity device every couple of days when I think about ways I can please you to possibly earn such a thing. It’s resulting in me wanting to do more and more things out of my comfort zone to please you in hopes that it will earn my a release soon. It started with the short video I sent Thursday evening of me using the diaper that you left me in and has bled into the next couple of days just hoping you would give me more ways to please you…just hoping I make you happy enough to finally earn another orgasm next time I serve you in person. I love all the teasing, but the denial just leaves me as a pile of emotional goo that is willing to do almost anything at this point to finally feel that feeling of release and an orgasm at the same time. No just a release, not a ruined orgasm, but the entire wave of extreme pleasure that comes after 1 or 2 hours of solid teasing that comes before.
Even though I know it means that I won’t sleep well for almost a week afterwards, I don’t even mind that consequence.
I’m just hoping this week that I can look sexy enough for you to inspire you to consider it. While using the diaper had started to feel similar, the teasing you did this week before quitting reminded me that it by no means feels the same. Still, it’s reminded me more than ever my purpose more than anything is to do whatever I can to make you happy.
