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So this was a story of what I think was true events, it was shared on tantalism.org (one of the very few female orgasm denial based websites left).
Those of you who frequent the chat room around the same time I do already knew that I was working on a toy. For the rest of you, here’s what I made. It’s a remote control vibrator with 4 motors, each controlled with its own button. Or you can go into fat fingers mode and mash multiple buttons. Before you get all excited about complimenting my technical proficiency, the transmitter/receiver pair came with the remote. For the motors, I used pager motors running at 4v 70mA, encased in silicone. The casing is about the size and shape of robin eggs. I used the same mold for all the motors.
Beforehand, I went fishing in the chatroom for ideas on where to put the motors. I eventually decided on one on my clit, one in my pussy, one in my ass, and one on the rim. Two in the front, two in the back. I used tape on the ones that weren’t inside me and taped the receiver to my hip just in case. Medical tape was what I used, because it’s meant to go on skin and the rolls are small enough to fit in a purse easily just in case. I also stuffed a few extra pair of panties in my purse, just in case.
The day before, I made a comment to Sandy that her toy collection put mine to shame. Honestly, that girl must have a VIP card with all the sex toy stores in Taiwan. Then she said something to me that no one has ever said to me.
Shou- she just called me conservative!
"I’m not conservative!" >.<
She just pet my head and giggled. I’ll show her who’s conservative. -_-
The next night we were going to a nightclub. I got all dressed up, with a mini skirt of course. Putting on my clothes was a bit of a challenge. I attached the toys first, and got very horny doing it. One last test - for some reason I thought it was important for me to make sure I knew which buttons controlled which motor. I tried each, one by one, getting hornier with each buzz. I knew if I didn’t stop playing with that remote I’d never get out the door, so I put it in my purse and finished getting ready.
Next I went to pick up Sandy. Her place was closer to the club than mine. She looked absolutely stunning. Full red. The flower in her hair, her dress, and her heels. And here I thought I was going to have to wait for her to get ready. She wanted to call one of her friends who was supposed to meet us there to let her know we were leaving first, so I sat on the bed and waited for her. After she hung up, she came over to me.
"I have a present for you."
I rummaged through my rather untidy purse and handed her the remote. She looked at it quizzically for a moment, then pushed a button. Zap, right in the ass. I jumped. She mashed another button. That one controlled the motor on my clit, making me moan a little. She opened her mouth, half stunned, half amused.
"You are such a slut!" she laughed, "Is this the speed?"
"No, there are four vibrators."
"Wow! I need to know…" Zap. "Where they all are."
She kept holding down the button until I answered each time. By the time I told her where they all were, I was squirming like hell.
"Get on your hands and knees, facing away from me." She mashed all the buttons at once and asked, "If I press them all, do they all turn on?"
"Yes!" I waited, but she still didn’t turn them off. With all four motors going, it didn’t take long. "I’m gonna come!"
No dice. All the motors turned off. I just stayed there with my ass in the air for a moment, wondering why I’d thought this was a good idea.
"Come on, we’re supposed to meet Claire, remember?"
Yes, I’m sure that’s why she stopped. There’s no way it had anything to do with teasing me. When we got there, there were a lot of people in front. That’s always the case, no idea why. Sandy was looking around the crowd to see if Claire was outside. I didn’t know her, so I couldn’t really help. Someone approached Sandy and started talking to us.
"Sandy! Sorry, I went to eat something while I was waiting. You must be Alicia!"
"Ali, this is Claire. We went to senior high school and university together. Um, she already knows about us. That’s okay, right?"
I wasn’t in the closet, so it didn’t bother me. I just smiled and nodded. They were obviously close for her to know Sandy was a lesbian. This girl’s English was good, too. That’s good; I wasn’t looking forward to failing at intonation while trying to yell over the music. We went in and a waitress showed us to the table Sandy had booked.
After typing that last sentence, it occurs to me that there are some things you all may not know about clubs here. There are tables tucked away at the sides. You don’t have privacy there, but you have a place to sit when you’re not dancing and they’ll bring drinks for you. You have to reserve these in advance. The other thing is that many nightclubs, this one included, provide free drinks once you pay cover. Most Asians can’t really handle a lot of drinks. A lot of foreigners try to drink way more than they can handle because the drinks are free and end up falling down in a rather comical way. But I digress.
Sandy would randomly zap me when we were sitting at the table, and I was trying to hide it from Claire. We had a little to drink. I was getting buzzed pretty fast. Tequila does that to me. Sandy and Claire were getting red faced too. Sandy put the remote on the table as she leaned over to wave down a waitress for more drinks. It was a careless mistake to be sure. Claire picked it up and started mashing random buttons like a little kid.
"What does this do?"
"It unlocks my computer."
"Boring!" Claire giggled, handing it back. Yeah, that’s how I felt while I was getting buzzed randomly, bored. "Let’s go dance!"
Hip hop, techno, and electronica were the major players here. I had a momentary respite from the toy, right up until Claire said she had to use the bathroom. Then the one inside me started buzzing. I looked down at Sandy’s hand. It was empty. Had Claire made off with the remote? Did she realize Sandy had lied about what it did? Maybe I had shown it too much when I was getting zapped. I was dancing pretty dirty at this point. Finally I whispered in Sandy’s ear.
"I’m gonna cum!"
And the sensation was gone. Apparently Sandy has two hands. She provided short bursts of teasing, enough to make me pretty desperate. Claire came back over to us. When looked at me, I thought I could see her blushing. It was hard to tell because we were all already red faced from the drinks, and the lights weren’t exactly made for reading, but maybe she was embarrassed that I was dancing like such a whore. Later, after we all sat down, I excused myself to the bathroom and took my purse.
"Be good." Sandy said with a sly smile.
I knew exactly what she meant. I changed panties and checked the tape. The tape was still secure, it seemed. My panties were rather wet though. Good thing I brought extras. I got buzzed again on my way back. Sandy held all four buttons for my last twenty feet there. If you’ve never had to walk any sort of distance with a vibrator in you, let me just say that twenty feet is a long fucking distance.
We danced, we drank, we took pictures, I got teased. A lot of each, actually. By 2am we were all grinding on each other. Claire sighed in my ear by accident. She was hot. I couldn’t blame her - even without the toy I would have been wet by now. Another wonderful thing tequila does to me. We each took turns dancing in between the other two. When I was in the middle, I almost begged Sandy to make me come right there, but I was scared she might actually do it.
We went to sit back down and Sandy sat next to Claire. I was on the opposite side of the table. Sandy handed Claire the remote and whispered in her ear. I went cold. This was a fantasy of mine, but I had never even told Sandy about it. I wasn’t sure I wanted to ever actually explore it in real life. To put it succinctly, I was scared.
Claire had a look of obvious shock on her face. She asked something in Chinese I didn’t quite catch when Sandy pulled away, and Sandy just nodded. All of a sudden, Claire smiled. It was an evil smile. It might as well have been from the devil herself. Then came fat finger mode. She pressed all four buttons with her thumb. I put my head down, resting my forehead on my arm, biting my lower lip and moaning into it. She didn’t stop. I came hard. Hours of teasing came to a sudden end as I tried hard to not give everyone a show. I clamped my legs closed, for whatever good it did me.
When it finally faded, I was a little dizzy. It wasn’t the liquor. The toys went off and I felt something touch my knees. Bare toes. They wiggled a little. I opened my legs in response, and the toes touched my pussy through my panties. From the angle, I knew it was Claire. I looked up at her and felt Sandy’s foot too. Sandy was holding the remote now. Just the clit vibrator came on. It was enough. Between the feet and the toy, I came a second time very quickly. Claire whispered in Sandy’s ear and they withdrew their feet.
"We’re going to leave a bit early," Sandy yelled over the music, "Is that okay?"
I just nodded. Claire flagged down a taxi and we all got in the back. Shit, she was coming with us. Now I’m somehow in even more trouble. They made sure I was in the middle. It was a giggly ride to Sandy’s place - her apartment being the closest of the three. When we got there, Claire wanted to see my toy. I took off my panties and raised my skirt. She circled around me, looking at where all the wires were going.
"Get her naked and get those vibrators out of her," Sandy said, touching my breast, "I want to tie her to the bed."
Claire came up behind me and started taking off my top, “She likes that?”
My clothes came off rather quickly. You’d be surprised how fast you got naked when the people involved were liquored up. Hands and tongues seemed to be all over me. I was lost in the moment. Before I realized I was totally naked, I was being escorted over to the bed. They tied me up spread eagle. That’s when I realized I was the only one naked. Sandy removed her thong - also red - and climbed on top of my face, hiking up her dress. I felt Claire settle down between my legs and start eating me.
They both used me, taking turns kneeling over my face. When they were done with my tongue, Sandy gagged me with my most recent pair of panties and put tape over my mouth. I don’t know who was holding which, but each of them was using a dildo on me, one in my pussy and one in my ass. They were both licking my clit at the same time. They forced me to come over and over. There’s no way I would have let someone make me come that much if I wasn’t tied up. Finally, they stopped, pulling the toys out of me.
"I think we could all use a shower." Sandy panted.
Claire just giggled. They untied me and gave me a moment to move my arms and legs a bit. They helped me up, and Sandy took a single rope, tying my wrists together behind my back. I opened my mouth to protest, but thought better of it.
"You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, Ali."
"I know. You just surprised me."
"Don’t worry," Claire said, grinning that evil grin of hers, "We’ll get you clean."
Sandy’s bathroom was small. Instead of a full shower, she had a shower head connected to the sink. You just switched it over between sink and shower and held the shower head. They started washing me, and themselves, and each other. When we were all soapy, they started rubbing their breasts on me. I was horny and frustrated all over again. Claire’s hand started sliding freely between my legs, rubbing my soapy, wet pussy. Sandy slid a finger in my ass. I was getting close again. My moans were getting loud. Sandy interrupted.
"Don’t let her come yet. I want to tease her."
Claire giggled and stopped. I immediately started squirming and begging. This was too much. I was wet all over, sandwiched between two girls, bound and getting teased. Sandy ignored my begging and instructed Claire to rub my clit slowly to tease me. I kept begging, saying anything I could think of to try to get my way. Claire was staring at me in awe. I don’t think she had ever seen something quite like this. Finally, Sandy gave me something to work with.
"Now beg her."
And I did. I begged Claire desperately to let me come. She just stared at me and rubbed my clit slowly. I said I’d do anything she wanted, I said I couldn’t take it, I begged for mercy. Eventually they stopped teasing me and made me kneel and eat them out. My arousal was through the roof as I licked them each in turn, looking up at them as they came, all the while my own pussy screaming for attention.
They stood me up, rinsed me off, dried me, and escorted me back to bed. Then they left me there and went into the kitchen to discuss my fate. When they came back, neither of them said anything to me immediately. I was blindfolded, my lips were taped together, and my ankles were tied together. That’s when Sandy said it.
"We’re a bit tired, so we’ll finish this tomorrow."
I struggled and “mmph”ed through my gag, but that didn’t make a difference. They laid on either side of me and told me to go to sleep. It took me quite some time to do that.
I was woken up when my blindfold was removed. The light was painful to my eyes at first, but they adjusted quickly. I was on my side, facing Claire. She was still naked from the night before, laying on her back next to me. She spread her legs, putting one on me, and started touching herself. I watched helplessly, pulling at my ropes. She came quickly, trembling as she climaxed. After she calmed down, she turned to me.
"I bet you wish you could do that right now, but you belong to Sandy. Only she can let you come."
She got up and left me there. She got dressed and woke Sandy up to tell her she was leaving. Sandy got up and bid her farewell. Once Claire was gone, Sandy looked at me, her arms crossed.
"I’m going to take the tape off, and you’re going to tell me how badly you need to come. If you beg, I’m just going to tape your mouth again and tease you instead." I nodded and she sat next to me and took the tape away.
"I was dreaming of everything we did last night. I’ve never felt so helpless before. My body was trying to struggle even though I wasn’t thinking about it. My pussy feels like it’s trying to rub against my own thighs."
I looked at her pleadingly, hoping for some mercy. She untied my legs and rolled me onto my back. I whimpered immediately from the pins and needles in my arms. Sandy got scared and untied me. My eyes and mouth were wide open in a silent scream.
"Baby, are you okay? Ali please say something, you’re scaring me."
"I’m sorry, I’m okay. It’s just that I was in one position all night. It’s okay now."
Sandy guided my hands over my head and pinned me down with her shins, getting into a 69 position over me.
"Are your arms okay?"
She spread my legs and went down on me. I bucked and struggled, screaming into her pussy, as I finally had the orgasm I had literally been dreaming about. I don’t know how long we remained in that position, but suffice to say I spent most of my Sunday with her, in bed and out. I didn’t get home until after midnight, last call for the MRT.”
If you have a thing for men in denial, forced orgasms, sexual torture, cbt, chastity, etc, than you might like my other blog.
The whimpers of a woman in denial is beautiful.
The pleading when you remove your hand from her clit is exquisite.
The crying that comes from having a screaming, drenched, unloved pussy for so many months, the best thing you could ever hear.
Go ahead slut, cry for me, let me know how much you ache. Show me the true definition of begging, let the tears flow. If it turns me on enough I may touch your pussy for a few seconds tonight while you suck me off.