I've been denied since June 2nd. My cunt has been an achy, needy, wet mess.

Sir and I are finally alone today. He told me to shower and shave close. I asked if I may bring toys into the shower, and he gave me permission.

There is nothing like the feel of hot water running over my body, caressing every crevice. Everything relaxes and opens up, ready. I had brought my largest dildo in. Thick and not too long. Being balls deep is always a goal of mine, with dildos and cocks. I filled myself with it, gasping, hot water running into my mouth and down my chest. God I loved being filled. I moaned, pumping it slowly. Too fast and I would cum. I moaned again. Sir heard me, and opened the door.

'Good girl. I can hear your moans from the other room. Such a good girl.' he praised me, his eyes fucking me, as I continued to fuck myself. There was nothing hotter then knowing he was watching me, waiting. He wanted a good, wet, horny little fucktoy, and that is what I would give him. I got to the edge and knew I had to stop before I would accidentally cum.

Sir commanded me to wear nipple clamps beneath a tight white shirt, and a matching white thong. Combined with a black choker and red lips, it made an understated, yet very hot outfit. He knew how to make me look like his sweet little slut.

I was already so wet with desire, that after I finished dressing, I shoved my hard little clamped nipples into his chest and rubbed against him whimpering into his ear, 'Fuck me. Please. Fuck me.' he smiled. I knew what was next.

'On all fours.' he commanded. I crawled up onto the bed, presenting my round ass. He unceremoniously shoved his cock into with one forceful stroke. I gasped. Fuck yes. 'Thank you.' I managed to whisper. My gratitude was short lived, as it only took a minute before I got too close for him to continue. I tried not to whine. 'My little cunt is useless.' the edge was coming up so close every time.

'I love it. Such a good little cunt.' he pulled out. God I hated how empty it felt when he pulled out!

We moved to the couch, where he sat, fully clothed except for his dick. My favorite position. He was just trying to make me more useless, wasn't he? He always knew exactly what to do. I positioned him at my entrance, and facing him, I sat down firmly. Fuck. Oh fuck. I rode him, trusting so hard and fast I thought I might black out. Then I froze. There was the edge. My brain was in a haze of sex. Nothing else existed. I edged again and again on his cock often pulling myself off before I came. He praised me for being such a good girl and not cumming, for being a perfect little fuck toy.

'I'm going to give you some commands. Do you think you could follow them?' he asked. I nodded with a moan.

'Edge again with my cock. Get so close you can't thrust without cumming.'

I obeyed and it took what felt like seconds to get there.

'Get off.'

I blinked, a little stunned, but did as I was told.

'Stand up in front of me, and step back so I can see you.' He stroked his cock as the commands left his lips. It felt so good knowing he was stroking to me.

'Spread your legs apart.' I did. I could feel my cunt open, aching.

'Look at me.' our eyes met, 'I want you to cum standing. No touching.'

I started humping air, my palms pressing against my thighs, breasts bouncing softly. He was so hot. I was so horny.

'CUM NOW.'

I came and squirted all over all at once. Never in my life have I cum without touching, yet here I was, cunt dripping all over the living room floor where I stood.

He smiled. I was a good girl.