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You've learned to love the ache my absence leaves in your empty cunt...
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You spend everyday with your slit covered by the cold metal of the chastity cage I locked you into months ago. It hugs your lips firmly, sealed well enough that you can't even get a finger under it. I only remove it periodically to wipe you down with warm water before securing it back in place.

At first, the denial was torturous. I would keep fucking whores while you sat in the corner watching eagerly, hoping that each night would be the night you got your turn. You would whine and twitch, shifting your hips when you thought I wasn't looking, trying to steal away little moments of pleasure the friction caused. I would usually catch you, and whip your back and ass as penance for your transgression. Every night you had to spend cleaning the cum out of other women's slits with your tongue was agonizing, hope that I would fill you myself always just beyond the horizon of your expectation.

But eventually, you began to give up on the idea that I might use you again for my pleasure. Why would I, when you had become so well practiced at supplying me with better and more attractive women? No, instead you learned to satiate your thirst by indulging in the *absence* of sensation. You figured out how to steal pleasure away from me by concentrating, at first for hours on end, *thinking* your way to little illicit orgasms beyond my control.

But not beyond my notice...

Eventually, I noticed when I would clean you that you were warm and swollen and your cunt marked by the residue of your transgressions. At first, you tried to deny it, but eventually submitted to your penance. More flogging, more denial. You spent the next month with your face in the corner, ass up, forbidden to watch me fucking the gorgeous little sluts you supplied me with, your fingernails dragging along the cold metal of the belt covering your slit.

The absence in your cunt grew and grew and soon your life was marked by a complete lack of sensation. When you cleaned my women you were blindfolded so that you couldn't see them. You could only taste the warm, wet lips I'd filled with my cum. Then it was back to the corner for you, while I enjoyed round two.

Over time, you earned my trust back. Your cleanings proved you faithful to the rules once again and I began letting you pantomime sex some nights. You would watch me and our cake fuck, allowed to mimic our sex, acting it out with an invisible lover. You followed her movements, squatting when she rode me reverse, moving your hips up and down and imagining I was underneath you, fucking you from below. You would turn over onto your knees and push your ass out, watching me fuck her from behind while pretending I was fucking you. It wasn't long before your denial was so complete that you yearned for the nights when I let you pantomime sex besides us like a perverted ventriloquist.

One day, after so many months and months of keeping my supply healthy and attractive, I presented to you a gift: A new belt, this one with a hole through which you could enjoy anal pleasure. At first, I only allowed you gently rub your hole with your fingers, getting used to the sensation. Over a number of days, you began to train with plugs and small toys, learning the limits of your own discomfort, and then pushing them with a larger size. Everyday I promised you that you'd get to enjoy cock through that little hole, as soon as I thought you were ready. You worked so hard to temper your excitement, instead focusing again on the satisfaction you could glean from the sheer absence of any pleasure in your cunt.

Eventually, I was ready to give you your reward. But instead of my own cock, I presented you with a store bought cock that I'd mounted to the bed post, down low by the floor. It jutted out menacingly, arranged just so that using it on your ass was difficult, though possible. No position, however, gave you any glimpse of me with the women you arranged to fuck me; you had to choose: Fill yourself in the short time you were allowed, or watch the action going on in the bed that you so desperately wanted for yourself.

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u/TeenyTinyMuffin, which do you choose?

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