Cursed
Added 2021-09-25 15:03:11 +0000 UTCWhat happens when your partner gives you a small hypnotic gift, to cum only on command, and then refuse to let you cum?
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“Awh, pet. What’s wrong?” Your partner smiled down at you, squirming, playing, desperately trying to eek out enough pleasure to get off. “Do you want more? Do you need more?” You nodded, moaning, begging, pleading. “Do you deserve more?”
You didn’t know. You didn’t know what you deserved. All you knew was pleasure. All you knew was that you wanted to cum. That you needed to cum. It was all you could think about, if thinking was the right word. There was no order to the words in your heads.
“Oh, can’t answer me? That’s okay pet. You don’t need your words, you just need pleasure. You just need to keep sinking. Keep falling into the pleasure. Keep falling into your lust.” Their voice was filling your head. Their control felt so good, adding to the pleasure.
And it never peaked. It just kept climbing. It felt like your body would tear itself apart in pleasure. You wanted to cum. You wanted release. But you needed their command, their permission. And they Were not going to give it. So you kept going. Cursed to edge, over, and over.
