Edging During Masturbation

Someone posted a comment on my last blog entry, asking why a Domme who can have multiple orgasms would choose to edge herself during masturbation. As happens so often when I start to respond to someone's question, it becomes a post unto itself.

I am capable of having quite a few orgasms in any given day. My orgasms, however, differ quite a bit in intensity and where I feel them. For example, I can bring myself to a quick orgasm in just a couple minutes through rubbing or tapping my clit. These orgasms are generally not very intense, but satisfy my needs if I only have a few minutes.

On other other hand, I can (and often do) edge myself during masturbation. Riding that orgasmic precipice for quite some time is both mentally and sexually arousing. I love that I have full control over my orgasm, and when I ultimately do climax this way the orgasms are forceful and extreme. Even as I am on the edge, though, I am feeling intense pleasure that goes beyond just a build-up of sexual tension. My muscles lock, I moan, I feel waves of pleasure emanating through not just my pelvis but my entire body. The orgasm that follows is concentrated, but ultimately is just the icing on the cake.

I hope this helps answer your question!

When I Think About You, I Touch Myself

I genuinely enjoy sex and most all things sexual. I read about sex, I talk about sex, I spend long periods of time thinking about sex. I don't think I am the classic nymphomaniac, but surely I am not far from it.

I started masturbating the age of 11 after stumbling upon my father's pornography. I had no idea what I was doing, really... I just knew that if felt incredible. To this day, even when j is satisfying me sexually, I enjoy masturbating.

It is a great feeling to control My orgasm in a way that no man can. I don't care how well he may know my body, only I can bring myself right to the brink and back down again. Only I know precisely where to touch and just how to rub.

My best D/s thoughts and plans are crafted when I masturbate; when I allow my body to relax, my mind to wander, and my sexuality to flourish.

My Own Personal Peep Show

I am a bit of a night owl and find that one of the best ways to fall asleep after a busy day is an orgasm. j, on the other hand, often falls asleep earlier than I. No matter, of course, because I simply wake him and make him perform for Me. Sometimes I'll pull his head down between my legs, and other times I will have him stroke his cock for Me while I use a vibrator. he has this down to a science, and can put on quite the show, gyrating his hips, cradling his balls and pinching his nipples, even playing with his ass when I command him to. It's nice having my own personal peep show, whenever I want it. Oh, and in case you were wondering... no, I don't let him cum.

Saturday Morning Fun, with a Surprising Twist

I woke up early Saturday morning, incredibly aroused. I am not sure what dream inspired such feelings, but it must have been a great one!

I require j to sleep naked so that he is available when I need him. I leaned over, kissing his mouth and face, then kissing my way down to his chest. As he woke I licked and kissed his nipples, and then bit them. My bites shocked him, erasing any grogginess he was feeling. As I continued to toy with his chest, I reached down and grabbed his cock. I was pleasantly surprised to find he was wearing his cock ring. I tapped against it hard with my fingernails, luxuriating in the sound of his moans.

Not wanting j to become too aroused, I slapped his balls hard, over and over again. I began to rub my clitoris, placing one finger on each side of it and moving them up and down quickly. I could already feel my juices flowing, so I grabbed j by the hair and pulled his head down towards my pussy. He immediately knew what I wanted, and got on his hands and knees with his ass facing me and his head between my legs. His tongue went to town, licking my pussy as I toyed with his ass. I love having him in this position, as I can play with his asshole, balls and cock easily as he pleasures me.

I reached a couple powerful orgasms with his tongue pleasuring me and then reached for my Magic Wand (conveniently stored right by the bed!). I turned slightly, pushing him off of me, and placed the Wand between my legs. With great pressure on my clit, I quickly came again.

j laid on the bed next to me, his cock hard and desperate for release. This meant I believe 21 orgasms of mine since he had a single one. I rubbed my right foot up against his cock as he moaned in pleasure. I tapped the head of his cock gently with the sole of my foot as I rubbed my clit with my fingers again. It had only been a couple minutes when he asked permission to cum. I couldn't believe he could possibly cum just from having the head of his cock lightly tapped, so I gave him permission.

I was shocked as his body started to writhe and I felt the cum hit my foot. I continued to tap against it as he came for what had to have been thirty seconds. When he finished I wiped my cum-soaked foot all over his chest, stomach and legs as I laughed hysterically at him. I still cannot believe that he was so desperate that he could cum that way!

Caged In - A Domme's Fantasy

Fantasies run rampant in my mind. There are some that, although hot, I probably would never try. There are others that I am just waiting for the perfect opportunity to fulfill. This fantasy is definitely outside what I normally might do with j or any other sub, but it does make me wonder what I might be capable of!

j and I have a weekend alone, and I decide it is great time to put him in his place. I tell him to get dressed quickly as we need to run an errand. Once dressed, I have him drive to PetSmart. He thinks we are there to purchase food for our dogs, which we do, but then I take him over to look at the dog crates. Within earshot of several male shoppers I explain to j that since he is my little bitch, he needs to be treated accordingly. I look over several of the crates, loudly considering whether they are big or secure enough as he blushes crimson.

I select a crate that I believe will work nicely, and we purchase it. Immediately after returning home, I have him strip down to his panties and have him put the crate together. I tell him to get inside the crate. I don't put a blanket or towel down over the bottom of the crate, and I am sure it is uncomfortable for him, but I don't care. I place a large lock on the door to secure it closed. I then cover the crate and leave him alone, locked up, in the dark.

For the next several hours I go about my business. I talk to a girlfriend on the phone, read a magazine, workout and take a shower. When I step out of the shower, I hear him calling for me. He begs to be released to use the bathroom. I explain to him that, as my bitch, he is being crate-trained and I know he won't go in his crate. I tell him he needs to wait.

I leave him this way for another hour, then return to the crate. He is so excited to see me, thinking my presence means his release. Instead, I force him to drink a glass of water and leave again. I return later, expecting to find him again begging to use the bathroom. When I uncover the crate I see him masturbating furiously. I unlock the crate and pull him out by his erect penis.

As he starts to stand, I push him down to the ground. He looks up at me, shock written all over his face. "That's right, bitch," I say, "you can crawl around on the ground like the dog you are." I put the gates of hell on his penis and attach a leash to it. As I pull him through the house on his leash, I ask him if he wants to pee or if he wants to cum.

He begs to use the bathroom, almost crying at this point. "Too bad," I say, "first you are going to cum." I stroke his cock through the gates of hell and hear him whimper... partly in pain, partly in pleasure. I roughly take the gates of hell off him and furiously stroke his penis. I don't even look his direction as I am stroking it. I feel his body tense up as he cums onto the wood floor.

"Now can I pee, Mistress?" he begs. I tell him that he must first clean up his mess, and force him to lick his cum off the floor. He makes a nasty face, but obeys. As soon as he is done I release him to go to the bathroom. When he returns I tell him that he will be spending the night in his new cage. After locking him up for the night and covering the crate, I leave a small opening in the front that is not covered by the blanket. I want him to have a clear view of me as I masturbate, taunting him the entire time.

Seven Seconds to Ecstasy

j and I have enjoyed a couple of lazy days at home. It has been nice to sleep in, spend lots of time talking, and just enjoy each other again. Simple things, like just holding each other and kissing, had been neglected for far too long. As j and I lay in bed the other day, I leaned over and began kissing him. I love the feeling of his mouth against mine, sucking on his bottom lip, tasting him and hearing his soft moans as we kiss.

After a few minutes of passionate kissing, I realized that it had been a while since he had last cum. I decided to tease him a bit. I told him he had thirty seconds to make himself cum, but that if he didn't climax in thirty seconds, he would not be allowed to cum at all. I thought that for sure he would not be able to cum in that short a time, and therefore would be teased and denied.

I began counting, and for the first few seconds he didn't respond. I think he was in shock a bit. A few seconds in he began stroking his cock furiously. He used both hands, the fingertips of both hands wrapped around the head of his cock. When I got to ten seconds, he had to slow down, virtually to a stop. I began to laugh as I realized why. After seven seconds of stroking he was on the verge of an orgasm! Here I was, thinking I would be challenging him by getting him to try to cum in thirty seconds and he could do it in seven!! Unreal!

I guess it could be his years of chronic masturbation. Maybe if you do something frequently enough, you get really, really good at it.

For the rest of the day, we giggled off and on about his 'seven second' record.

Female Masturbation

I came home from work today feeling exceptionally horny. I don't think there was any particular reason behind it, but I could not keep my mind off of sex. Despite having things to do, I decided to indulge in some masturbation. j was working late, and therefore was not around to service me.

Female masturbation is so different from male masturbation. Women luxuriate in masturbation, much like taking a bubble bath. It is not about how quickly a woman can climax, but rather about the experience as a whole. When I masturbate alone (as opposed to masturbating when I am being intimate with j), I take my time. I enjoy my breasts, rubbing them and holding them, lightly pinching my nipples. I rub my fingertips lightly over my body and love the tickling-exciting sensation it gives me. And when I do finally touch my pussy, it is slow and passionate. I rub my labia, I lightly touch my clit, I put my finger at the entrance of me and feel how wet I have become. When I do finally reach orgasm, I moan loudly. My moans are almost animalistic and I feel completely uninhibited.

Masturbation seems to be yet another area where women get it right and men do not. For men, at least the ones I have known, masturbation is fast, a means to an end. There is no foreplay, there is no enjoyment of the body- there is just rushed stroking. I am always amazed by how quickly j can achieve orgasm when I let him touch his cock. And so many men masturbate far too frequently. Multiple times in a day, even.

I guess a good analogy is this... male masturbation is like eating from the buffet at Shoney's, while female masturbation is like a five-course dinner at a fine restaurant.

Passionate Loving, In Small Amounts

Our weekend was fairly busy. We took our children on a hike in the woods, and were met with a torrential downpour, soaking us by the time we made it to the car. Still, it was a nice trip- and I am certain the rain will make it memorable for many years to come. We had some errands to run, and things around the house to be taken care of. Still, we made time for D/s in bits and pieces here and there.

I went into our bedroom to work on my blog, and j sweetly followed me in. I have found that as he has become even more submissive he does not want to be away from my presence. Since he was with me, I instructed him to strip and lay beside me in bed. While I typed away on a blog entry, I had him stroke his cock. I paid him very little mind, but made sure that I took my time writing my post. As he stroked, I would occasionally lean over and run my finger over the tip of his cock so that it was covered in pre-cum. Each time I would then put my finger in his mouth and he would suck it off. j is very turned off by the idea of eating his cum, but I love teasing him by making him eat his pre-cum. It is yet another sign of the control I have over him.

It had been nearly a week since j was allowed release, and I was feeling incredibly aroused myself. I climbed on top of his cock and began riding him. I must admit, it felt spectacular! I had not allowed him to enter me for probably a month, and while I had achieved many orgasms in the interim, I had not had the feeling of his member in me.

As I have posted about before, j can climax very, very easily (and usually pretty quickly). Within a minute or so of me riding him (vigorously, I might add!) he was close. I pulled myself up, so that just the very tip of him remained inside of me. After a bit, I began again. I knew he would not be able to hold off much longer, and after his hard work this week I decided to reward him by allowing him to cum inside of me. It was no doubt something he cherished, as he thrashed around on the bed and grabbed me to hold me closer.

I was still quite aroused afterwards, and placed his hand on my wetness. he began rubbing me, playing with my clit, and making me even wetter. I delayed my orgasm for as long as I could- I wanted him to work for it! Finally, I allowed the feelings to culminate into a powerful climax.

Later on in the weekend I gave j the privilege of licking my womanhood. he devoured me like a hungry animal, licking away vigorously, and becoming drunk from my juices. he seemed quite honored to have been given that privilege.

Even though neither one of these encounters was a blatant representation of our D/s relationship (or our kink), they were both very fulfilling. And despite not having ample time alone, we made the most of the time we had. j's devotion to me, and the exhilaration that he shows when allowed to touch me, heightens my sexuality.

I hope he enjoyed our lovemaking, as I have other plans for him this week which I'm sure will not be nearly as pleasurable!

Video of Anorgasmic Ejaculation

j has been ordered several times over the past few weeks to masturbate for me while he is at work, bringing his body close to the point of orgasm. I enjoy knowing that he is stroking himself, thinking about my body and submitting to me. I also like that it keeps him very aroused and ready to submit, eager to try and earn my touch.

Recently I posted about anorgasmic ejaculation, where the male is brought to the point of orgasm and ejaculates but does not have an orgasm. For the most part, his erection remains, and his level of desire is heightened even more. There is no feeling of release, but rather a feeling of increased frustration.

j has been sending me videos to prove that he is following my direction. I do not require this of him, but he enjoys making them for me, and I enjoy watching him obey me from afar. Today's video is an example of anorgasmic ejaculation. At the end of the video, you will hear him whisper, "That's two." It was his second time completing that task for me today. What a good boy he is!

he May Be Little, but I Love him

I regrouped after I posted my message yesterday, and today I am feeling much better. I am happy to say that I woke up this morning feeling recharged, happy, and most importantly- Dominant! (insert sexy growl here!!) I spent some time catching up on all the great blogs I follow. Reading them always fills me with ideas of things to try with j.

A few days ago I was writing about our evening the night before, retelling how I used a double-ended dildo in both j and myself. It was a particularly intense night for both of us, and when recounting it I forgot something that was quite significant. During the height of passion I had teased j quite intensely about how the double-ended dildo gave me a nice, long cock to fill myself with, rather than his little one. While j has never been much for humiliation, my teasing and taunting him really sent us both over the edge.

j came home to join me for lunch today, and I sent him back to work with a little assignment. He is to masturbate almost to the point of orgasm three times this afternoon. That should leave his balls aching by the time he gets home. I have a little cock and ball torture planned for tonight, and will be taking pictures to post for all to see. Maybe the weekend was a bust, but Monday night is shaping up to be terrific!

Weekend Plans

I am looking forward to an exciting weekend with j! My daughter will be spending the weekend with my sister, which means we will be unrestricted in our D/s activities for 48 hours! (Those of you with small children will understand my enthusiasm)

Tonight will be dinner out, and while I was hoping to get together with our D/s friends, it doesn't look like that is going to happen. So it will be just us, which is probably better anyway. There is a lot going on in our lives, and our time alone is so limited that I really do cherish it.

This weekend will be about j meeting my needs. he will spend the weekend clad only in my panties, his collar and anklets. During this time he will give me a much-needed pedicure, clean the house, and of course serve me sexually. I am sure there will be no lack of things to post about!

I decided last night that, since I had allowed j the privilege of orgasm the night before, I needed to heighten his level of arousal. After we retired to the bedroom, I instructed him to stroke his cock. he did this for quite some time, while I did some work on the computer. For the most part I ignored him, glancing at him occasionally and listening to his ragged breathing. At one point I told him to stroke it faster, and he did- his hand going up and down his cock with furious speed. Once I was confident that he was sufficiently aroused, we went to sleep. (While I enjoy keeping j aroused by masturbation on a regular basis, I must give credit to subservient husband for mentioning this in one of his comments. his Wife requires this of him on a daily basis- something that would have j climbing the walls, begging for release for sure!)

Time for a nice, long bath. It will give me time to consider all that I have planned for j!

Bound for My Pleasure

I have been feeling turned on lately, and my preoccupation with my sexy sub has been running rampant. Since we have children, time for extended sexual play is almost exclusively late in the evening. Yesterday was no exception, however throughout the day I had managed to tease him for a few minutes here and there. He has been wearing my panties for quite some time now, and when he arrived home for an outing yesterday I had a pair of pantyhose waiting for him. He put them on under his jeans and commented later that they served as an excellent almost constant reminder of me.

As we retired to bed last night, my plans for an erotic evening came together. I instructed j to remove all of his clothing and lay down on the bed. As he did, I retrieved rope and scissors. I had him lay flat on his back with his legs together. I wrapped the rope several times around his ankles and then between his feet several times before tying it off. Then I took another length of rope and encircled his cock and balls several times, pulling it very tight. This rope I then attached to the rope between his ankles, pulling until his ankles were pulled up near his body and his cock and balls had a constant feeling of being tugged. Finally I had him put his wrists together on his belly and tied them up in a manner similar to his ankles. I tied his secured wrists to his ankles. Satisfied that he was not going anywhere, and enjoying both my beautiful bondage and his erection, I moved on.

I attached a clothespin to each nipple, taunting and teasing him as I did. Then I attached four clothespins to his scrotum, giving each a tug so that I could hear him moan. (As a side note, one of my favorite parts of tying up his nether regions is the extra sensitivity it brings. He was intensely aroused despite the pain.) I teased him for a few minutes, lightly stroking his cock and running my fingers over his body. At some point I took pity on him and removed the clothespins from his nipples, but the ones on his scrotum remained. I took several pictures of j like this, which he may share on his blog. He began to moan from the pain being caused by the clothespins, so I removed them as well, but not before giving each one a quick tug.

Seeing j like that was making me wet and incredibly aroused. I laid on the bed opposite him, so that he could watch me masturbate. It worked out well since I had a great view of my handiwork. I moaned and thrashed about on the bed and reached a nice orgasm. j seemed desperate for some attention on his cock, and since his hands were pulled down near his cock I told him he could stroke his cock but could only use one finger. I giggled as I watching him struggle to figure out which finger would provide the most intensity, finally settling on his pinkie finger. He rubbed it up and down on his cock as best he could (which was not very well, since he was tied tightly). Still, he was so aroused from watching me play with my pussy and climax and being tied up that it was not long before he asked if he could cum. I denied his request, but told him to continue rubbing his cock with his finger. After some time I decided to cut the ties between his cock and ankles and wrists and ankles. His genitals, wrists and ankles were all still securely and tightly bound, just not to each other.

j was desperate for an orgasm, but I wanted to know just how desperate he was. I instructed him to turn over onto his stomach, which was not an easy task considering his bonds, but after some flopping he succeeded. I told him that if he wanted to cum tonight, he would have to hump the bed to reach his orgasm. He expressed doubt that he could get off this way, but desire and arousal led him to try. It was one of the sexiest things I have ever seen: j, with his wrists secured and extended above him and his ankles secured as well, with his ass going up in the air over and over again as he desperately humped the bed. The show was too much for me, and it was not long before I was having another orgasm as I watched him. This provided even more fuel for his fire, since I moan loudly when I cum. He was humping the bed vigorously at this point and I heard him breathlessly ask if he could cum. Feeling that he had earned this one, I allowed him to cum all over the bed (and himself).

It was a very intense experience, and I continue to be impressed by the levels of desire and arousal j can reach.

Discussing Desires

When j and I first delved into D/s, we found a great checklist of hundreds (yes, hundreds) of possible D/s related activities. The idea is that both partners can disclose their interests, limits, and desires in this manner. The first time we did this, both j and I were a little unnerved talking about some of the things on this list, so I printed out a copy for each of us and we answered it separately. Later I took both copies and cross-referenced them. We discussed areas we both were interested in, and noted each others limits. It was handy to have a little checklist to consider when I wanted to try something new.

A couple years later, we revisited this exercise. Again, we answered separately and compared answers, but this time in a more open manner. Many things we had previously not been interested in had grown into desires for one or both of us. Also, some things we had been curious about when we considered the list initially had become things we loved (and a couple of things we had tried and could cross off our list since we neither one of us enjoyed them).

Last night we went over the list again, and this time we did it together. There were a couple of surprises for each of us, but for the most part it was just a reflection on where we want to progress. Five plus years into D/s, there are still many things we have not tried (but want to)! I believe it is critical for partners to discuss these things periodically. Desires and turn-ons change over time, and previous limits can melt away over time.

All the talk of D/s turned me on quite a bit. When we were done, I took off my clothes and asked j for my Eroscillator. I instructed him to tell me a fantasy while I masturbated. Initially, he said nothing. In fact, it was several minutes before he began talking, but finally he gave in and told a very erotic story of him coming home to find me naked and pleasuring myself. In his story I instructed him to take off all of his clothes, and tied him up spread-eagled to the bed. I applied a numbing agent to his cock, so that I could receive pleasure from his cock inside me but he could feel very little. After putting a blindfold on him, I lowered my ass onto his cock. With his cock in my ass, I used a dildo on my pussy. I used him in this manner for quite some time, climaxing several times. When I was done with his cock, I sat on his face, the juices from my pussy dripping down over him. His tongue alternated between flicking across my clit and licking my pussy... at least that was how the fantasy went. As jim relayed his fantasy to me, I had a couple of very intense orgasms. I appreciate that he left his comfort zone in order to open up to me, and hope that watching my body writhe from the intense orgasms will encourage him to do this more in the future.

Oooh! Ahhh! Mmmmm....

When it comes to sex, I am very vocal. I am a moaner, a screamer, a talker even. As soon as touches go from casual to sensual, I begin moaning. It is not something I do consciously, but rather seems to be part of my body's natural response to pleasure. It probably was at least partially why I did so well during my brief stint as a phone sex operator (but more on that in another post).

What begins as moaning during kissing and foreplay, evolves into screams of passion during the throes of orgasm. Lately I have been toying with that I call the "Super O." I tease my pussy (or if I am feeling kind, allow j to do it for me) until I am close to orgasm and then stop. After a few seconds of recovery I begin again. It is tease and denial, but self-inflicted. What I like about it is that when I do allow myself to climax, it is incredibly intense. My moans and screams meld into this almost beastly growling, groaning sound. The release seems to be from my toes, and I cannot stifle the power of it.

j can almost be brought to orgasm from my moans alone, he loves them so. Truth be told, I love them too. I love that I sound as sexy as I feel. I love knowing that my orgasms are so powerful that they induce screams from my body. I am a sexy, powerful woman, and my orgasms attest to that!