I just want an overflowing mouthful of my husband’s cum right now.
The only thing is she hasn’t specified WHEN she’ll unlock you so it will probably be a while
Yes, that’s exactly how it works. Exactly.
"Today we’re going to play a little game. I want you to lie back and pull your knees up to your chest…yes, like that."
Daddy had me on the edge of the bed and carefully opened my legs so they were splayed wide open. I liked where this was going so far.
"Now I want you to hold this in your hand and hold it straight in the air. Don’t drop it. You can use either hand but the second this drops, I stop. Got it?"
He handed me a 5 pound dumbbell, one of the ones from my workout equipment.
I held the dumbbell in the air above my head. It seemed easy enough. I could just lock my elbows and just hold the weight in the air without too much effort. This seemed like it wouldn’t be too difficult.
"Okay, Daddy. What’s next?"
"What’s next is that I’m going to lick your pussy the way I want to enjoy it. I’m going to lick it hard and I’m going to enjoy licking up all your juices. I’m going to enjoy tasting this pussy that I own."
I groaned a little because he knew how to say things in a way that really turned me on. I switched the weight to the other hand to try it out. Still seemed okay.
He began by feeling the lips of my already wet pussy with his fingers, spreading around my wetness, feeling the soft, shaven lips. His light touch made me groan and I instantly knew why this game would be so hard.
My first instinct was to drop my hands and grab the covers underneath me or curl my fingers around his hair. But I couldn’t do that because of the weight in my hand. I groaned because I knew how frustrating this was going to be.
He inserted his fingers inside me and began lightly licking my clit, circling it slowly and gently.
I shifted the weight to the other hand. It distracted me. I wanted to savor the warm softness of his tongue and the light, teasing touch, but my attention was diverted to my hands, holding one of them upright, supporting the weight.
He pulled the lips of my pussy apart and started long licks up and down, always ending with a flick of the end of his tongue on my clit. He teased my pussy, inserting his tongue a little into me before running the length again, always ending up on my clit.
My arms burned. I groaned in pleasure and frustration. The groans turned into a whimper.
"What’s the matter, babygirl?" he asked, his fingers still teasing me slowly and gently.
I moaned before I spoke. “My arms are burning and this is harder than I thought.”
He chuckled slightly and dipped his fingers in my wetness again before spreading it around my clit.
"You can make it stop whenever you want, remember? If you drop, I stop. That’s the deal."
I moaned again and covered my eyes with my resting arm. I didn’t drop the weight.
He began diving in faster, with more urgency. His tongue worked quickly and stiffly across the lips and clit. I could feel his face on my skin, his beard rubbing me raw but I did not mind. I liked the little rough reminder.
I whimpered constantly from the distraction and pleasure I was feeling. He was teasing me mercilessly, knowing that, if I wasn’t holding this weight above my head, I’d be able to cum any moment. Now I wanted to desperately but the distraction prevented it from happening.
I switched arms. I held one arm with the other, trying my best to support the weight and prevent this torture from ending.
His licking and sucking continued, savage and raw. He continued to lick my pussy, taking occasional forays down to lick my asshole. His magic fingers played in and spread my wetness. The pleasure was almost unbearable but the pain in my arms distracted me even more.
The burning couldn’t be eased. I couldn’t put my arms down for a second to relieve the burning sensation even though I knew it would help immensely. I started to whimper and cry because I knew I’d have to make a tough choice soon, one I didn’t want to make.
This time, despite my whimpers, he didn’t stop.
My head swam with the brutal choice. I couldn’t concentrate on the pleasure.
"Sir, what happens if I drop the weight?" I asked. I held it with one hand, the other hand propping up my elbow as best I could.
"If you drop the weight, I stop and no more chances to cum today, sadly," he said, his fingers still working my clit.
I was near tears. No cumming, no more of this wonderful sensations in my pussy, all to relieve the pain in my arms.
What to do???
Mmmmhhh. Brilliant! Sets the mind spinning and lets it swirl, doesn’t it? I wonder what the next chance to cum would be?
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BRUTAL CHASTITY TEASE
The ultimate expression … of … sadism … cruelty … torture … and DELICIOUS orgasm denial never seen by me.