20th November 2011
The other day I posted about having my Fingers Crossed but never my legs, however I omitted to mention that while Sir is away I have been put on strict orgasm denial. The night before he left he fucked my arse and then afterwards as I lay in his arms recovering from a pretty intense orgasm he asked me if I had enjoyed it, to which I replied off course. He then said…
“Good, because it is the last time you cum until I return”
I guess the pout that appeared on my face gave away my feelings about that and I even tried a half-hearted but that’s not fair, I will be so sad without you etc, but this was greeted with a firm grip in my hair as he whispered into my ear “Don’t pout at me young lady, you will do as I say and give me a, yes Sir, in reply or else it will be a lot long than the week I am away for”
So here I am being a good girl. I would not go so far to say that I have my legs actually crossed, more tightly pushed together, rubbing together even, trying desperately to suppress the ache that is already threatening to drive me insane. I am comforting myself though with the thought that hopefully waiting for orgasms is a bit like waiting for a bus, there won’t be one for ages but then a whole load of them will turn up all at once… Fingers crossed, but never legs, well maybe just a little bit!
Ps… It is Sinful Sunday so click the icon below and enjoy…