Practice in Patience
I knew I messed up when he came home and walked up to me, frowning and shaking his head. “Kitten, why?” I knew he wasn’t happy. I resorted to my favorite method of coping. “Kitten, smoking isn’t okay without talking to me first. You know you need to ask for permission.” I nodded my head at him and looked down at the floor, feeling disappointed. “Kitten why did you smoke without asking?”
I looked at his chest, avoiding all eye contact when I said, “I had a bad day Sir and I missed you while you were at work. My tasks for the day are done” I could feel my body swaying due to my heart beat, which was amplified by my high.
“Kitten. Kneel, now.” I immediately sunk to the floor. “Bad girls get punished, but you are in no shape for that right now. I’m sorry you had a bad day. I feel like you deserve a reward for getting all your tasks done, so go to the bed and lay on your back.” I did as I was told, laying down and staring at the ceiling while waiting for him. A couple minutes later he arrived with a blindfold and a few other things in his hand.
The fabric was quickly placed over my eyes. It caused me to focus on my body; I could feel my heart racing and my breathing increase, the weight from my high resting in my chest and pushing me further into the soft mattress. I felt his hand on my thigh and I jumped, he caressed my thigh slowly while brushing my cunt every once in a while. The sensations overwhelmed my senses and I shook slightly from the pleasure.
His hands disappeared but I soon felt my wax pen against my lips. Slowly inhaling, I felt the smoke hit. The headrush brought on by the drug resulted in my pussy pulsing. I arched my back slightly, trying to get more contact from my Top. “Patience kitten.” He chastised. I whined quietly.
I heard him move away from me as his feet hit the floor softly. He was back within a minute. An ice cube hit my skin and I gasped. He ran the cube around my hardened nipples and I arched my back, the sensation from the cold made my high come through even more. My body was tingling and I could feel my heartbeat in my toes. He slowly ran the torturous cube down my torso, stopping as he reached my mound. I whimpered at the cold sensation. “Be good” he whispered in my ear, my high was in full effect as my skin tingled and goosebumps formed just from his words. I stilled my squirming body. “Spread your legs.” Those words went through me and before I could think my legs were obeying. He now had full view of my pulsing cunt.
The pen touched my lips again and I succumbed to the pleasant smoke filling my lungs. While the smoke was still in my lungs, I felt the vibration of a toy on my sensitive clit. I screamed at the powerful sensation “Fuck Sir!” The toy was quickly pulled off of me and an ice cube replaced it. I moaned at the cooling effect on my sensitive nub and the loss of the pleasurable vibrations. The cold water began to drip into my soaked slit. The toy returned and I could feel the vibrations through my body. I was hypersensitive. My cunt was pulsing and I could feel my juices dripping out of my swollen slit. My release was nearing. The pressure in my lower abdomen was growing and wanted to be released. “Please Sir! May I cum?” I yelled.
The vibrator was taken off immediately and was replaced by the cold ice again. I squirmed trying to get enough friction on the ice to cum but instead it was just making my clit less sensitive. I whimpered at the loss of my impending orgasm. His hands pressed on my abdomen, stopping my grinding. “Bad girls don’t cum” he stated. I immediately stilled my hips and opened my legs wider for him. “Good girl.” My chest filled with pride and I felt warmer. I felt his hands on my body once again. They were so warm. His fingers brushed along my pale skin, goosebumps were once again rising to the surface and I couldn’t stop the pleasurable shiver that went through me. He left a trail of heat along the path of his fingers. They traveled from my breasts to my neck, giving it a firm squeeze, before they once again traveled down my body. His fingers brushed by my mound and I couldn’t help but whimper at the lack of contact with my pulsing clit. The fingers moved to my inner thighs and continued their torturous motion, getting just close enough for me to move my hips for contact. I knew it was a test. He wanted to see if I’d be good. The high was making me wonder if I wanted to be good. His fingers brushed across my pussy lips and I arched my back, gasping at the pleasurable shocks I received from his touch. His hand came down swiftly on my thigh, “no moving.” I whimpered and nodded. He continued with his torture, his fingers dancing closely to my clit but never touching it. He spread my cunt’s lips open and I shivered in anticipation. He chuckled, “eager now aren’t we princess?” I nodded quickly.
He put the vibe back on my clit and my entire body shook slightly. I felt the pressure build up in my abdomen and I whimpered, “Please Sir.”
He turned the vibe up a setting. “Do not cum.” I whimpered and held my orgasm at bay, relaxing all of my muscles and willing it to hold off. “Please Sir, I’m close” I said breathlessly.
“Do not cum.” He ordered.
I cried out as the urge became unbearable. “Please!” He once again denied me. My whole body was shaking and I could feel sweat beading on my forehead. I moaned loudly and yelled “Please!” I could feel my juices dripping past my asshole. My pussy was locked. My muscles were tensed. My high was just making the pleasure more unbearable. My nerves felt like they were fried. “PLEASE!” I screamed.
He pulled the vibe right off my clit as my entire body started shaking uncontrollably. I could feel my tears soaking the blindfold. I whimpered with conflicted emotions at the lack of stimulation. He surprised me when his hand came right to my clit and pinched it, I yelped. “It’s so swollen princess, such a beautiful, wet cunt just waiting for your Sir to please it.” I nodded. My head felt foggy, the high combined with my fried nerves sent me into my happy place. “Are you floaty princes?” He seemed to notice the change. I nodded and panted. “Would you like to continue?” I nodded again. He chuckled. “Such a needy girl you are.” I felt his fingers brush my abused clit again, pulling the juices up from my dripping slit. I moaned and arched my back. Suddenly I felt the vibrator back on my clit at the highest setting. I screamed, my eyes rolled back and I could only feel the intense wave of pleasure rush over me. My orgasm was coming. “Please Sir!” I begged. My body felt hot. I couldn’t control the shaking of my muscles anymore.
“Hold It for 5 seconds. Count.”
I cried out the first number “Five!” My whole body was pulsing. “Four!” I felt my cunt spewing juices. “Three!” My head felt light. “Two!” My whole body was tensing. “One!” I couldn’t hear anything besides my heart and my cunt felt like it was going to explode.
“Cum” he said. It was like a white hot explosion, my body shook and my back arched. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as the pleasure ran through me like lightning. The pulses of my cunt were causing juice to run down onto the sheets beneath me. I felt his hands rubbing my legs, they were still shaking. I panted, trying to catch my breath as the aftershocks of my powerful orgasm ripped through me. “Good girl, you were so good” I felt warm and happy as his praise washed through me. I was good. I did good. He continued massaging my tense muscles; his hands on my skin relaxed me, turning my overworked muscles to jello. “Such a good girl, I’m so proud of you for holding off” he whispered in my ear while pulling the blindfold off. I kept my eyes closed though, my senses were too overwhelmed as it was. He stopped massaging me to grab the oil and I whimpered at the loss of contact. “Just need the massage oil and a damp cloth princess, I’m not going anywhere” He came back quickly and sat in between my legs. I felt foggy and exhausted. “I’m going to clean between your legs princess, I know it will be a little tender but I’ll be gentle” I nodded while remaining still. The cloth gently ran across my tender clit and I whimpered. “I know princess, I know” He finished wiping me down before turning to the oil again. He began by massaging my thighs again and then worked his way up my body, aiding my sore muscles in recovery. The exhaustion I was feeling eventually made me succumb to sleep, but not before I heard him say “I’m very proud of you princess, you are such a good girl” I fell asleep content in myself.
