begging

All posts tagged begging

Ok seriously, I can’t leave this unsaid any longer! I keep thinking back to the other night. I had asked him to post about this because my vanilla world has been nuts as of late. He just hasn’t gotten around to it so before we get too far, I’ll take care of it and I hope he comments with his thoughts. Cagedmonkey was off work Sunday and Monday this week so after waiting for our weekend to finally get here on Sunday I decided to use him like he’d never been used.

We were sitting on the couch watching tv when I decided to kneel in front of him and take off his cage. He was pretty much instantly hard, as always. The first thing I did was stroke him and edge him a few times until I edged him so far I ruined an orgasm. I have gotten so good at ruinning them that barely a drop comes out. We’ve noticed recently that once I do this he is able to stay hard without trying as well as being able to fuck me really good without having to stop every three seconds.

Once I had him calmed a little from the ruined orgasm, I climbed up and rode him a bit. I stuffed my big titties in his mouth and made him suck on them (as if I really have to make him do that haha). He was already tired because it was getting kinda late but, to be honest, it doesn’t really matter if he’s tired, when I want to be fucked, I will be fucked.

I turned around to face the tv and rode him a bit with my back toward him. I love bending over forward just a bit in this position to show him that sexy roundness of my ass. The moans that escape his lips while he watches my ass slides up and down on his big thick cock are such a turn on. All I did to myself while bouncing on his lap like that was turn myself on more and make myself want to be fucked more. So I slid off forward onto all fours on the floor in front of him. I told him, “get down here and fuck me good and hard like my good boy.” He did exactly as he was told. He knelt behind me, guided his thick meat into my warm, tight, wet pussy and pounded away at me. Slamming his cock into me, with his hands holding my hips. Pressing into me as fast and hard as he could over and over until he was exhausted. He asked if he could stop but I was not done and not ready to allow him to be done. His cock was still hard, my pussy was still horny and I didn’t care that his body was tired and aching. I didn’t care that the cramp in his neck was hurting. I made him keep fucking me. He had begun to whimper and beg me to let him stop. I told him multiple times if he started to slow, “no! Keep going, I’m not done yet” and “don’t you dare stop fucking me!” I do love hearing him beg, especially when it’s so real and genuine.

When he finally collapsed backward against the couch I still wouldn’t let him be done. I moved myself back onto his cock and pinned him against the couch, continuing to fuck him and push my ass back onto his lap, driving his cock deeper into my pussy. That’s when I felt him inside me just right and I knew I could squirt. So I tightened just the right muscles and as I was fucking him I squirted all over his cock and balls. I still wasn’t done with him. I continued to pound myself back on him. I worked my pussy back up to squirt again and pushed his cock inside me at just the right angle and right when I could feel it was time to tighten those muscles, I stood up and backed over his face. I let my squirt juices go and cover his chin, chest and drip right down his stomach to his cock, yet again. I stepped away, looked at him and giggled just before climbing up on his face and making him clean up my messy, cummy, squirty juice, used pussy.

Mmmm it’s nights like that where I love being the dominant one. Using him for all of my sexual pleasure while he is left covered in my pussy juices, used, tormented and denied his own orgasmic pleasure.

This term of denial has been quite intense for me. My Lady and I have been very into each other lately; we’ve been more touchy-feely than normal, which is really saying something considering that we can’t resist each other even on a mellow day! We literally cannot stop touching each other, and although I absolutely love it, it’s driving my orgasm-denied brain (and body) insane!

It hasn’t made my commitment to being more submissive any easier. I get so turned on that I’m desperate just to be unlocked for even just a few moments. When my need gets so powerful, it’s difficult to hold it back. I just want out.

Pleasing ML is one of the very few things that allows me to center myself and get my mind off of the steel cage locked onto my cock. I am REALLY enjoying my new focus on making ML feel good over making her cum. Last night, I spent a good half hour on my knees in front of her, licking her delicious pussy as she laid back on the couch and watched Monday Night Football… can you think of anything more submissive? I gave her whole pussy loving attention – I kissed her clit softly, I slowly teased her lips from top to bottom and back, I shoved my tongue as deep as I could and gave her g-spot a lick, and I even slid my tongue down and fucked her asshole with it a little bit. ML just laid back and enjoyed it all, sometimes moaning softly and other times grabbing the back of my head and grinding her hips into my face. I looked up at her face, enjoying the expressions of pure ecstasy. I felt like I was right where I should be.

The fullness of my submission to her in this way had a major effect on me later in the night, when ML and I went to bed.

My Lady and I were cuddling naked in bed, as we have grown very fond of doing. 🙂 ML’s head was on my chest, and she was running her hand up and down my body. Soon, she was teasing my nipples with her fingertips and kissing my chest with her soft sensual lips. I couldn’t stop my body from shuddering as her hand trailed down, rubbing my sensitive cock between the bars of the Jailbird. It felt so good, but I wanted more… I NEEDED more, but I didn’t want to ask for release from the cage. I resisted as much as I could, but her teasing touches drove me over the edge.

I began to beg her to unlock me. And no, it was not an act. I was desperate to get out. So I begged, I pleaded, but all it did was turn ML on more. She got off on my desperation. She pulled my hand down to feel her pussy – she was dripping fucking wet. And, knowing how much she was turned on by my begging, I couldn’t hold back; I turned over, put my face in my pillow, and began to sob.

I don’t think I “cried” fully, but I came probably as close as I could to it. Then I felt My Lady’s loving hands on the back of my neck. She pulled me close and kissed me deeply and tenderly, and I felt the love she was giving to me. She cared for me, and cared about me… But she still wasn’t unlocking me. And to make her point clear, she pulled the covers down to expose her wet pussy, allowing me to please her once again with my tongue.

But she wasn’t through with me for the night, yet…

(Click here for Part II)