female orgasm denial

Sometimes I know he plans things for me and sometimes circumstance presents him with opportunities he just can’t resist which is how the beginning of last week turned into a…

22nd April 2012 A flash of thigh A touch of lace A fleeting glance A moment’s grace  . A stolen touch A gentle brush A finger tip A rosy flush…

18th January 2012 Settling down in front of my computer on Saturday morning with the taste of his cock still lingering on my tongue and his cum just starting to…

23rd November 2011 I can’t resist it. No matter how much I try it won’t let me, it attracts my fingers like a magnet. It starts off with a light…

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…

10th July 2011 I have a task, my very last one before he gets here and he has not made it easy either. It involves lots of masturbation, which sounds…

30th June I wish I had remembered the mirror before I saluted him behind his back. We were getting ready to go out for the evening he had picked out…

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17th March 2011 Thursday? Really, I mean really, are you sure it is only Thursday? Why oh why is this turning into the longest week ever? Not only is it…

16th March I am not a big fan of orgasm denial. I like cumming, the feeling beforehand when my pussy twitches at just the thought, the flow of juices as…

21st February 2010 “Now, where were we Slutmine?” “Sir?” “Oh come now my love, don’t tell me you have forgotten already?” “Forgotten Sir?” I reply, my brow furrowing in puzzlement.…

17th November 2010 My body aches for him. I miss his touch so much. It doesn’t matter how many times I get to cum, that need for him and his…

26th July 2010 I have been trying to write all day, but the words won’t come. My brain keeps jumping from thought to thought, I can’t get it to settle…

May 7th 2010 I lay on the bed; legs spread wide, my wrist and ankles secured to each corner by four length of silk rope. I twist and pull on…