I’d like to make you tremble. You know those adrenaline-fuelled shudders of desire that you (specifically you) get when you’re on the verge of doing something hot? Or when you’re hovering just before orgasm, craving release but forbidden from truly letting go? I want to make you tremble like that.

Note that this story contains casual public kink, begging/teasing/edging/denial and an anal hook. 

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I am fully grinning from ear to ear as I write the intro to this post. The fabulous @EuclideanPoint – who has written here before about letting a kinky stranger hand her control, a very kinky interrogation, and denying a partner’s orgasm – is back with another phenomenal guest blog. This time it’s her who is being denied, and the relish with which she embraces this edgy torture is such a delicious joy to behold. If you have a kink for subs who want it really badly – begging to be given further punishment, denial, or cruelty – then I guarantee you’ll love this as much as I do. Take it away, Pointy…

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Let’s start with the obvious: hard and heavy and thick and copious, deep down the back of my throat. After a few rounds of me teasing you with my lips and tongue and hands and spit and all the bells and whistles. Building you up and up and up in time to the music, then letting you plateau for a while in that moment, on the beat, with movements that are almost-but-not-quite fast or forceful enough to tip you over the edge. Once, twice, then three times before you ask me: “Do you want my cum? Are you ready for my cum?” and I mumble my assent through a mouthful of dick with eyes that flash ‘yes please’, so you let go. Pumping it – like I said – hard and heavy and thick and copious. Right down my throat so I almost gag and choke. But instead of gagging, I make a point of guzzling. One big, hard swallow with an almost cartoonish gulp, amplified so you can hear. Then another one, just in case you didn’t.

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This gorgeous erotica about being in love with a sex robot that has… ahem… strict protocols is written by Jaimie of Jaimie’s Erotica, and read by Girl on the Net. 

I would prefer real flesh and blood. I mean, obviously.

It’s not as easy as it was in our grandparents’ generation, you know? Or even my parents. Back then, you could download an ‘app’ – that’s what they were called, I think – onto your PUI and swipe through potential matches in your area, picking out someone who looked like they had something about them.

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When she’s sat for long enough in the aftermath of her wanton behaviour – knickers down, bent over the desk in his office, palms smarting from the whipping that kicked off her punishment, he calls her through to the lounge.

Just one word, barked with force and anger:

“Come.”

Note: degradation/humiliation, consensual role play, beating, fucking-as-punishment, slut shaming. Catch up on part one (gang bang in a bar) and part two (tell me where you’ve been) then pop back here for the climax. 

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