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Already got one but hope you're not, this cold sucksI hope that I am not getting a cold, but it feels like I am getting a cold
I barely went to the nude beach this summer, even though I could. I just didn't feel much like it.
I had an interesting experience two weeks ago, and I think I'm still processing it.
I posted on GD on some random Kik-dare thread, had one or two messages, but then one person messaged who then "claimed" my next orgasm, denying me until I had permission.
This was pretty presumptuous, but I was open to it. They'd messaged me before for a one-off thing, and it was fine, plus they could write coherently and with proper sentences and punctuation so I gave them the benefit of the doubt and played along.
A bunch of edges and various tasks later and I was, as expected pretty horny and desperate. And denied, obviously. He said he'd message later, and we both went back to our days.
I got a few messages from him over the next few days - on the days I could play, use toys etc, I'd be instructed to do that, or if not I'd be ordered to edge in private and so on.
This was almost the kind of ownership I thought I had been looking for - someone to encourage and push the kinky, horny, playful side of me. I was enjoying it, though the extra stress of doing all this and also keeping it from my family, who I live with, wasn't so great.
While discussing things I'd done in the past, the predicament I've posted about on here before, being on tiptoes, hands tied to the rafters with a remote vibe on my cock and a webcam for the controller, came up and I was told that was how I would be allowed to cum.
It would be just over a week from that first message to the next time I'd have the privacy to make that happen. No big deal, I've done longer periods of denial, but obviously this time I had him edging me daily and keeping me desperate.
I was excited to be "forced" to try it again - the last time was a little disappointing, and didn't really have a "controller", certainly not one that I'd been talking to for so long before. Even now, after it all the idea still excites me.
The day came and I set it up. We'd discussed making a few changes - my hands would be tied individually then padlocked together, with the key hanging high up a foot or so in front of me. The dildo would be on a broom handle rather than a plank as I'd done before, I was to stand on bricks to make the difference between me being on tiptoes and not all the more (for the benefit of the dildo), and my balls would be tied to something immovable behind me. So in order to get the key, the idea was I'd have to lower myself further onto the dildo, and then pull my balls as I reached up for the keys.
The dildo part was pretty useless again, but the key and balls part was an interesting addition. During the session he had me beg as he teased me, me shouting "edge" whenever I got close, which happened a few times. Eventually we ran out of time, and I was given permission to cum, though I couldn't manage it initially - the vibe not being quite high enough, frustratingly.
After I was given a last chance to cum, so long as I did it within a minute, I did manage it, and eventually unlocked myself and was told to lick up the mess on the floor.
So this all sounds hot, and it was, but afterwards something doesn't sit right. He said he'd message again after a few days, and a week or so later he did, but I was manically busy with work, tired and just a little low, and didn't want to deal with the extra stress. He seemed focused previously in part on calling me a sissy and having me in my lingerie, which though fun for as time isn't really a big kink of mine. Of course, beyond my likes and limits list on my GD profile, we'd not had that conversation.
He got annoyed that I wasn't obeying him, and used a stricter tone, but I simply didn't have the headspace for it at the time, which I somewhat explained - though in hindsight probably came off as being bratty. He gave me an ultimatum of performing the task by the end of the day, otherwise I was too never message him again.
I didn't get the opportunity, nor felt able to perform for him, so that was that. Though I wasn't completely at ease with what had happened in the week he "controlled" me (the stress, sissy stuff, etc) I still felt a little bit of loss - maybe that I'd made the wrong choice, that it could have continued developing and been a lot of fun.
So yeah, that's been rolling around my brain for a while - but it has felt good getting it out there.
I posted on GD on some random Kik-dare thread, had one or two messages, but then one person messaged who then "claimed" my next orgasm, denying me until I had permission.
This was pretty presumptuous, but I was open to it. They'd messaged me before for a one-off thing, and it was fine, plus they could write coherently and with proper sentences and punctuation so I gave them the benefit of the doubt and played along.
A bunch of edges and various tasks later and I was, as expected pretty horny and desperate. And denied, obviously. He said he'd message later, and we both went back to our days.
I got a few messages from him over the next few days - on the days I could play, use toys etc, I'd be instructed to do that, or if not I'd be ordered to edge in private and so on.
This was almost the kind of ownership I thought I had been looking for - someone to encourage and push the kinky, horny, playful side of me. I was enjoying it, though the extra stress of doing all this and also keeping it from my family, who I live with, wasn't so great.
While discussing things I'd done in the past, the predicament I've posted about on here before, being on tiptoes, hands tied to the rafters with a remote vibe on my cock and a webcam for the controller, came up and I was told that was how I would be allowed to cum.
It would be just over a week from that first message to the next time I'd have the privacy to make that happen. No big deal, I've done longer periods of denial, but obviously this time I had him edging me daily and keeping me desperate.
I was excited to be "forced" to try it again - the last time was a little disappointing, and didn't really have a "controller", certainly not one that I'd been talking to for so long before. Even now, after it all the idea still excites me.
The day came and I set it up. We'd discussed making a few changes - my hands would be tied individually then padlocked together, with the key hanging high up a foot or so in front of me. The dildo would be on a broom handle rather than a plank as I'd done before, I was to stand on bricks to make the difference between me being on tiptoes and not all the more (for the benefit of the dildo), and my balls would be tied to something immovable behind me. So in order to get the key, the idea was I'd have to lower myself further onto the dildo, and then pull my balls as I reached up for the keys.
The dildo part was pretty useless again, but the key and balls part was an interesting addition. During the session he had me beg as he teased me, me shouting "edge" whenever I got close, which happened a few times. Eventually we ran out of time, and I was given permission to cum, though I couldn't manage it initially - the vibe not being quite high enough, frustratingly.
After I was given a last chance to cum, so long as I did it within a minute, I did manage it, and eventually unlocked myself and was told to lick up the mess on the floor.
So this all sounds hot, and it was, but afterwards something doesn't sit right. He said he'd message again after a few days, and a week or so later he did, but I was manically busy with work, tired and just a little low, and didn't want to deal with the extra stress. He seemed focused previously in part on calling me a sissy and having me in my lingerie, which though fun for as time isn't really a big kink of mine. Of course, beyond my likes and limits list on my GD profile, we'd not had that conversation.
He got annoyed that I wasn't obeying him, and used a stricter tone, but I simply didn't have the headspace for it at the time, which I somewhat explained - though in hindsight probably came off as being bratty. He gave me an ultimatum of performing the task by the end of the day, otherwise I was too never message him again.
I didn't get the opportunity, nor felt able to perform for him, so that was that. Though I wasn't completely at ease with what had happened in the week he "controlled" me (the stress, sissy stuff, etc) I still felt a little bit of loss - maybe that I'd made the wrong choice, that it could have continued developing and been a lot of fun.
So yeah, that's been rolling around my brain for a while - but it has felt good getting it out there.
I can't see why not. Would be interesting to try, though I wouldn't be able to get one myself
Indeed, I also can't get one. But, it would be interesting to put someone on one