edge

“you can’t cum, can you?”

she shook her head.

“i know.” i brushed her cunt through her skirt. “that sucks,” i said brightly. “how many times have you edged today?”

“twice”

“so that’s twice so you’ve had to take yourself just to the point of a huge, soul shaking orgasm….and stop”

“i sorta hate you right now.”

my fingers pushed her skirt against her moist, warm cunt feeling it twitching on my fingers. i pushed her feet aside with my foot and cupped it firmly.

“do you?” her cunt dripped slow onto her skirt as i teased it with my index finger causing her to inhale sharply.

“uh huh,” she croaked.

“Hm.” I frowned slightly. “because i’m allowed, you know, dear. for the moment, this cunt belongs to me. and,” i pushed finger into her mouth, “this mouth belongs to me. and your Owner allowed me to just about anything i want with you. close.”

she closed her soft lips around my finger and i slowly began finger fucking her mouth.

“don’t you move, girl. not a muscle. don’t make me tell him that you’re not good. because i know that you are. i know that you can be a good girl, can’t you.” she murmured greedily as my finger slid so easily through her lips. “but you don’t want my finger, do you. i think you want something else. hm? tell me what you want.” i slid my finger from her mouth

“want…your cock”

“in your mouth?”

“yessssss”

“not in your pussy?”

“n-n-nooooooo.”

“take of your skirt, girl”. she slipped it off shakily. i nudged her legs apart, my eyes riveted on her pretty bare pussy. my hand moved slowly between her legs, listening to her mews and yips as my fingers just barely touched her. “you don’t want my cock in your pussy?” my finger parted her lips. “right..there? you don’t want me to fuck you? i think your Owner does.”

“p-please. nooooo….”

“why, baby?”

“i…need to cum. can’t cum. please. don’t. don’t tease. please.”

“awwww,” i cooed with fake sincerity, ” i’m sorry, baby. i’ll tell you what. i’m thinking of a number from one to ten. if the number you think of is higher, i won’t push my finger into your needy little cunt. ok?” she nodded, biting her lower lip. “what’s your number?”

“3″

“very good! i was thinking of 1. now, let’s try it again. i’m thinking of a number from one to ten. if the number you tell me is lower i’m pushing two fingers into your cunt. ready?” she nodded again and opened her mouth to speak. i flicked her clit hard and she cried out. “you need to wait until i ask you, girl. don’t be rude. yes?”

she nodded. i let pain spread slowly from her clit upwards waiting at least a minute before asking her, watching her eyes darting, dying to answer, dying to ask if i’d forgotten.

“your number?”

“ten,” she whispered.

i shoved two fingers easily inside her and saw her head snap back.

“no. eleven. i cheated.” her cunt clutched hard at my fingers as i buried them deep. “now. put your finger on your clit. don’t rub. just leave it there.” hand shaking, she groaned as her finger found it. i pushed my other finger in her mouth. “i want your lips on my finger at all times, do you understand? do NOT open your fucking mouth for anything.” she nodded pitifully. “rub your clit slowly. very slowly”

as if she were arthritic, her finger shook as she made slow circles around her aching clit. i left my fingers pruning inside her, feeling every spasm she caused herself, feeling her lips buzzing on my finger as she moaned quietly.

“that’s a good girl,” i whispered, “very good girl. i want to say nice things about you. and you want me to say nice things about you, don’t you?”

she nodded slowly.

“let’s try it like this.” i slid my index finger from her mouth, replacing it with my ring finger. “good girl. do you wanna cum?”

she moaned her assent.

“you can’t. you’re not allowed,” i smile. “are you allowed to take your lips off my finger?”

she shook her head.

“for any reason?”

she shook her head again.

“that’s right. even…” i brought my thumb and forefinger to either side of her nose, slowly closing off her air passage. her eyes snapped open, jerking hard. i could feel her lips starting to leave my finger.

“ssssssshhhh,” i comforted, “calm down, baby. don’t let go of my finger. keep rubbing. if you need to air, blink three times” she immediately blinked three times. “don’t fuck around, dear,” i laughed, save it for when you need it. rub faster.”

her finger increased speed on her hard clit. i watched her stomach convulsing and felt a hard spasm on my fingers. she blinked three times and i allowed her a little air which she greedily took in before i closed it off again. her eyes began to water.

“fuck, look at you. so pretty. so needy. do you know hard you’re making my cock, girl? do you know? such good girl. i hope He knows what He has with you. rub it faster, baby….yessss…that’s good. faster….uh huh…wanna cum…getting close? i know you cuz you’re about to snap my fingers off…right to the edge, girl. right…to…the…fucking…edge.”

her finger flew over her clit shaking so hard. all at once, i pushed the finger away and pulled my fingers from her mouth, nose and cunt leaving her standing with her eyes in a state of shock, desperately trying to keep her balance. she just stood and shook, barely able to make sense of her surroundings.

gently and carefully i scooped her up and coddled her on the bed, stroking her hair and face whispering, “such a good girl, baby. such a good girl.”