Page 31 of Deep Control


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“But I really want to come. Please, Sir.”

“No. That’s not the way it works between us. If I was there, I could put some nipple clamps on you, and put a big, painful butt plug in your ass, and maybe then I’d let you come. But you’re not feeling hurt enough right now, are you?”

“I’m hurting a little bit,” she said. Almost a whine. “I mean, it hurts that I can’t touch my clit.”

“Don’t you fucking dare. I’ll know if you do it. You keep those fingers right where they are. Close to your clit, but not touching it. And don’t roll over and try to hump the bed or anything. Only whores do that. Just lie there and imagine my cock moving in and out of you, pounding your hungry, juicy pussy. Are you imagining that?”

She didn’t respond, just made a sound that was so pained and frustrated I almost lost it. My orgasm throbbed to be let loose. I held to the last few moments of stretching pleasure, basking in her discomfort.

“I’m going to come, baby,” I told her. “I’m fucking your pussy so hard, and it’s so beautiful that you’re doing as you’re told, even though it means you can’t come too. Are you hot, baby?”

“Yes,” she moaned.

“I know, it’s so hard. It’s so sad. Just keep those legs spread. I promise next time we’re together I’ll hurt you and let you come, but not tonight.”

“Oh,” she said, her voice trembling with disappointment. “I wish you were here to hurt me. I really do.”

“I know.” I gritted my teeth, so close,so close. “I’m coming now. God. Jesus. I’m coming inside you. Can you feel me?”

“Yes. Yes, Sir.”

“Don’t close your legs.” I gasped as I spurted all over my hand. The sensation was nothing without the gorgeous visual of her suffering on her bed across town, thighs spread, clit exposed, her features twisted with longing. I shuddered from the power of it, and her willingness to play along.

“God, baby, that was so fucking good.”

“Yeah,” she said, forlornly. “I’m glad it was good.”

“It wasn’t as good for you, was it? Take some deep breaths, and pretend your clit isn’t there.”

“That’s hard to do,” she whimpered. “Because it’s really buzzing right now.”

“I know. Just stay as you are, perfectly still, until the arousal starts to fade. Because you aren’t allowed to come, are you?”

“No, Sir.”

“Why, baby?”

“Because you aren’t hurting me, and I’m only allowed to come when you’re hurting me. Although, this kind of hurts right now, a lot.”

“I know it does. Deep breaths.”

She made another of those desperate, breathless sounds, half gasp, half grunt. If I wasn’t so wrung out, I might have come again.

“You sure you won’t take a picture for me?” I asked. “I bet you look beautiful right now.”

“I’ll take one of my face if you want. But no nudity. It’s…to be safe.”

“I get it. That’s fine. Yes, let go of your pussy lips and send me a picture of your beautiful face, of how you’re feeling right now.”

The shot came across a moment later. Flushed cheeks, wet eyes, lips parted in gorgeous need. I saved it to my porn folder, it was that good. She looked tired, sad, horny. Obedient.

“You’re such a good girl,” I said, replete with satisfaction. “Such a fucking amazing girl. How’s your clit doing?”

“It’s still sensitive. Painfully sensitive.” She sighed. “I want to come so bad.”

“No.” I used my Dom voice, because I’m a sadist, and I wanted to keep her hot. “But if you like, I’ll stay on the line with you until you feel calm enough to put your panties back on without messing them up.”

“Okay. That might take an hour or two.”

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