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by Birch Hale
Layla’s sister, Jasmine, is wicked. She’s strong, athletic, powerful and dominant, as Monica knows to her cost. Not only did she steal Monica’s boyfriend and made him her submissive, kept in a painful chastity device and constantly used and abused, but also she managed to hypnotize Monica so that Monica was unable to reach a climax without permission.
Monica is determined to seek revenge, and to force Jasmine to reverse the hypnotic commands, but Layla may be less than happy with Monica’s methods. And that’s to say nothing of the control Monica now has over Layla’s submissive friend Suzie, who is facing even deeper and longer arousal than she would have thought possible – without any likelihood of release.
Published: 9 / 2012 No. words: 35900
Style: BDSM/Bondage – Content: Moderate – Classed as: Consensual – Fem Dom – F/F, Fem Dom – F/M
Layla let her robe slip away from her body. She stood in front of Suzie, naked except for her boots. “Tell me about it. Tell me about your denial,” Layla commanded.
“It’s been so hard. But I wanted to make you happy,” Suzie began. She had anticipated this question and had prepared an answer for it, wanting to distort the truth to make it seem that she were still Layla’s little slut. “I just wanted to wait until I saw you before I came again. Thinking about you felt so naughty though, so I had to punish myself.”
“How did you punish yourself, little slut?” Layla asked. Layla’s hand moved to her own clit and she started to warm herself up.
“So many ways. I punished my nipples with clamps. And with arousal cream and icy hot. I used my breast pump until my nipples couldn’t take it any more. It hurt so bad and I wanted to cum so bad.” All of these things were true, but Monica had done them to her. Suzie saw that her words were having the intended effect on Layla, who was now vigorously rubbing her own clit. Suzie continued, “I watched porn, put plugs in my ass and handcuffed myself to my living room table. The cuffs were the only thing that kept me from cumming, because I wanted to save myself for you.” Layla moaned, lost in her excitement. Suzie continued, “I wanted to cum so badly, I cried. But I wanted to make you happy, so I stopped. I was so close. I must have edged over a hundred times. But I wanted to please you.” Layla could not handle any more. She kissed Suzie passionately, and Layla shuddered as waves of pleasure washed across her body, each wave bringing sweet relief and pleasure.
“My god, Su, that was amazing.” Layla brushed her own black lustrous hair back off her damp forehead. “You did that for me? You denied yourself so I could cum hard? You’re such a sweet little slave.” Layla caressed Suzie’s face and kissed her again. “I thought about you a lot too. I jilled off over and over again.” Layla cast her eyes upward, thinking, and then continued, “I’ve come eighty-four times since you last came! Each time I thought about your poor little clit aching to have a cum.” Layla reached down to Suzie’s cunt and rubbed ever so gently. “I bet you need to cum, don’t you?” Layla cooed in Suzie’s ear.
“Yes, oh please. Oh my god, I might die if I don’t.” Suzie was not faking. She was desperately horny. Suzie had read stories about women denied orgasms for over a year. She had even read tales where women who were locked in permanent chastity – without the possibility of release, some without the possibility of even playing a little. Suzie could not imagine something like that ever happening to her; she was ready to die after just seven days! Yet, the thought of something so overwhelming, so amazing and horrifying at the same time, made her super wet and turned her on more than Suzie cared to admit.
Layla led Suzie over to the dungeon’s large bed. She put bondage cuffs on Suzie’s wrists and ankles and stripped off Suzie’s thong. Layla admired the soaking wet piece of underwear for a second, and then she secured her horny friend spread-eagled to the bed, clipping the cuffs into rings drilled into the bed’s four corner posts.
“I love the way your giant tits look in that bra,” Layla said to her friend. She fondled Suzie’s massive chest and pinched her nipples erect. Suzie’s breasts spilled out of her bra and her nipples were fully exposed to Layla’s ministrations. Layla took out vibrating clamps and put them on Suzie’s eager buds, then strained to slip Suzie’s massive tits back into her bra, pinning the clamps underneath. Suzie’s nipples were already sore from the excessive attention that Monica had bestowed upon them over the last few days. The clamps dug painfully into Suzie’s nipples, but their vibration felt amazingly good to the desperate Suzie.
Layla allowed Suzie no respite. Layla brought out her white Hitachi wand vibrator and drove it straight at Suzie’s clit. “Don’t you dare cum unless I tell you to,” Layla snarled. The waves of pleasure washed over Suzie and she rapidly approached an edge. Suzie hit the edge of orgasm like a freight train hitting the side of a mountain. She had never been this horny or this close to cumming. This edge, this never-ending edge of orgasm was more pleasurable than anything Suzie had ever felt. Well, anything Suzie had ever felt that was not an orgasm, and it was a good deal more pleasurable than a lot of orgasms she had had, but without the accompanying relief. It was so good and so intense that it was almost painful. Layla kept the wand in place and watched Suzie thrash about.
“Don’t cum until I tell you,” she reminded Suzie. Suzie lost her mind. She had to cum. Suzie’s mind told her that it was impossible, that there was no way she could reach orgasm without permission, but Suzie was so desperate that she had to try. Suzie willed her body to cum. She focused all of her energy and thought on that tipping point, the point of no return where all her muscles would tense and then release in one giant gush of pleasure. Suzie fought for it and fought for it. Each time she thought she had it, the flood of sensation receded just enough to keep her from cumming.
“You want to cum so bad? Tell me how badly,” Layla said, already rubbing her own clit again, turned on by her poor slave’s struggles.
“I would do anything,” Suzie said, and meant it. Suzie was lost, completely drowning in submission and wanted to confess everything to Layla. Maybe if Layla knew, she would be able to help her cum. Suzie would have to tell Layla that Monica was on her way over and that it was a trap. That she was going to trick Layla into a chastity belt and use her to get to Jasmine. Suzie tried to collect herself, but the sensations were too intense.
“What if I said you could cum if you came in ten seconds?” Layla taunted.
“I can’t. Layla, I… I…” Suzie said trying to form a coherent thought.
“I’ll give you twenty seconds! Starting… right… NOW… Go, cum if you can, slut,” Layla said. Suzie moaned in protest, but decided to give it a try. Maybe Monica had messed up and only hypnotized her so that someone, anyone, had to tell her to cum. Suzie concentrated completely again. She was still lingering on the edge of orgasm, and now she felt herself inching towards the orgasm her body begged for.
“Fifteen,” Layla said, her voice now growing huskier with her own desire. Layla was rubbing away at her own clit with her free hand while her other hand kept the vibrator on Suzie’s clit. Suzie felt as though she might actually make it to orgasm, feeling it increasingly closer mounting. It was so close, so damn close, and Suzie’s body hummed and buzzed as though she was about to reach the peak. Her body even started to tense, in preparation for its expected release.
“Ten.” Layla’s self-rubbing intensified as she whispered notice of the halfway time to Suzie. Suzie ground her clit into the vibrator, her wetness making it slippery and difficult to keep pressed where she needed it. She arched her back, and her posture change made her bra push the clamps deeper and more painfully into her nipples. But Suzie was so close, so desperately close.
“Five,” Layla moaned, leaning down to thrust her tongue into Suzie’s mouth. Suzie kissed her back passionately. Suzie could felt it. She could feel the orgasm. It was there, just there over that tiny ridge of resistance. She was going to make it! Suzie was going to have the best, most amazing orgasm anyone in all history had ever had. She inched towards it and felt her muscles quiver, about to spasm. Could she really overcome the hypnotism?
“Zero,” Layla said,
