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Denial

Orgasm denial has been on my mind lately.

On one hand, I'm a greedy little girl who wants what I want when I want it - orgasms included. When I'm ready to cum, I want the freedom to squirt and gush until I'm gasping for breath, the sheets soaked beneath me, water a necessity.

On the other hand, I'm a masochist who enjoys pleasurable pain. There's nothing much more pleasantly unbearable than the need to orgasm without being allowed to. The throbbing, pulsing desire in my cunt, the wetness seeping into my panties, the lack of focus on anything else, the obsession with cumming - it's all delicious to me.

Orgasm denial lends itself to a total mind fuck. I crave having my mind fucked with the same ruthlessness as I crave having my body fucked. Fuck my mind hard enough, and I will cum without ever being touched. I can feel the blood rush to my loins. I can feel the moisture pool in my folds. I can feel my clit swell and pulsate. Keep it up, and my pussy will spasm over and over, taking my breath away, giving me a sweet, gentle orgasm that only leaves me wanting more.

Ahhh, to be mind-fucked again...and to hand over my greedy little girl desires. That sounds like heaven.

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Kayla Lords

I am an erotic author, sex blogger, podcaster, freelance writer, and an opinionated marketer. I'm also a masochistic babygirl submissive with an amazing and sadistic Daddy Dom. Welcome to my kinky corner of the internet!

9 Comments

  • Words are powerful….just as the written word is so to is the spoken. The right tone and inflection can move the mind in amazing ways and the body will follow. Now let me tell you a story…

  • I was such a failure at orgasm control, even though I went to it willingly and voluntarily. It ended up simply being another tool that I use to flog myself with.

    Speaking of flogging, I bought a beautiful glass handled flogger last week. Oddly enough, it doesn’t hurt at all. Aren’t they supposed to hurt? Am I so immune to pain?

    I’m not sure I even understand ‘mind fuck’ except in an abusive concept. The Ex mind-fucked me all the time.

      • I did have help with the flogging, and had it on my abdomen and breasts. Still didn’t hurt, not the way I crave hurt.

        Other things did hurt quite well, though. Clothespins and a wooden spatula strategically placed, very nice.

        Looking forward to the blog post. Glad to inspire.

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