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Edging, chastity, withheld release, and the ache of not getting what is wanted yet. Denial stories stretch the hottest moment until it becomes a command, a punishment, or a promise that keeps moving out of reach. The pleasure is in delay, in control, and in the growing desperation underneath the teasing. Expect flashes where the ending matters less than how long someone is made to wait for it.
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The girl struggled, but three slaps on her cunt settled her down quickly. Miss caressed the girl’s ass before beating a tattoo of slaps on each cheek. She felt the girl squirm beneath her, the whimpers only egging her on.
But the time she finished and the girl’s cheeks were bright red, several people were watching. Mia leant down and whispered in her ear.
“Now that you’ve learned your proper place, a reward for being a Good Girl.”…
That's it Princess, no cummies. Only edges. Feel the need controlling your body. Every muscle demanding release it cannot have. Say it. Say it for me. No more cummies. That's my Good Girl. We're going to do that five more times and then, if you're a very good girl and ask nicely, I'll let you ruin…
Read storyStop? Oh, I'm not stopping any time soon. And neither are you. You're going to pant and moan and writhe and beg. But you're still not going to cum. You gave your cummies and I won't give them back. I might… let you ruin. If you ask me nicely enough…
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Keep going. Don't stop. Take yourself right to the very edge. Hold it. Right there. Don't cum. Never cum. Stay on the edge. Your body fighting itself. Pussy and clit pulsating with desperate need. Muscles straining to hold it back. Good Girls Don't Cum. Hold, hold until you mind and body can't stand it a…
I have to work late again babe Kathy read the text. The first few times her girlfriend had called, so apologetic, now it was just a short text. It was also the third time this week. She would come home hours late, tired and showing no interest in Kathy. At first Kathy was happy that…
Oh, look at you! Did I do that? No, don't stop. We both know you don't want to. Just stare and rub. Give in to your body. Your cunt knows what it needs. Stare at my perfect tits, my soft pale skin and my flat stomach. How badly do you want to touch me right…
Kathy watched in awe and with some jealousy as Daisy knelt and licked that magnificent, ebony shaft, making it twitch and harden further. She’s couldn’t deny how curious she was about how it would feel in her. The things Daisy had whispered in here ear, could they really be true? “Lay down babe.” Daisy instructed…
The girl struggled, but three slaps on her cunt settled her down quickly. Miss caressed the girl’s ass before beating a tattoo of slaps on each cheek. She felt the girl squirm beneath her, the whimpers only egging her on. But the time she finished and the girl’s cheeks were bright red, several people were…
That’s it Princess, no cummies. Only edges. Feel the need controlling your body. Every muscle demanding release it cannot have. Say it. Say it for me. No more cummies. That’s my Good Girl. We’re going to do that five more times and then, if you’re a very good girl and ask nicely, I’ll let you…
Stop? Oh, I’m not stopping any time soon. And neither are you. You’re going to pant and moan and writhe and beg. But you’re still not going to cum. You gave your cummies and I won’t give them back. I might… let you ruin. If you ask me nicely enough.
Darrick wakes aching, haunted by the shamaness who made his body obey. Now something inside him stirs, and escape may already be too late. The Shamaness’s Ward The rough rock floor disturbed Darrick’s slumber. The fullness of his stomach reminded him of the creature now inside him. His body, still worn from the abuses it…
Kathy rubbed frantically at her denied pussy as her girlfriend’s moans filled the room. Goddesses skilled fingers teased Daisy closer and closer to the edge as Kathy watched. Already, Daisy’s eyes were lost in lust and need. Kathy’s stomach twisted as she saw how badly her girlfriend wanted this. It has been inevitable from the…
By Mia Sumner “Does she even know we’re here?” “No, her brain switched off a while ago. All she’s knows is what her body needs and what she can’t have.” “What do you mean? Why doesn’t she just cum?” “She can’t. I took her cummies away. She’s been trying for thirty minutes now. She can’t…
