I used to be FWB with this guy that would tell me he "owned" my orgasms. Even when alone, I had to text him to ask permission to cum. Usually, he would let me cum. Usually.

He was a bit of a sadist. One time, he wouldn't let me get myself off or fuck me the whole day. He told me he wanted to get himself off thinking about me in anguish. I have a very high sex drive, and we usually had sex about twice a day, and I sometimes masturbated on top of that.

This felt like torture. I felt like an addict waiting for his next fix. So I disobeyed his order and got myself “a fix”.

When I got to his apartment, he asked me if I stayed obedient and listened to his orders. Lying had no point. He could see that on my face.

"Alright then," he said, then walked to his room and came back bearing handcuffs. "Facedown on the table now."

As instructed, I let him cuff my hands behind me. To humiliate me further, he pushed my skirt up and pulled my underwear down.

"Any idea what your punishment is going to be?”

"I'm guessing either you fuck my ass or you spank me."

He laughed. Nope, it will be far worse than that. You are going to have to wait.

Fuck—what?

This mother fucker leaves me like that, picks up a book, sits at the table, and begins reading. He hardly looks at the half-naked woman slumped over a few feet away.

"What do you want me to do??" I frustratedly ask.

"You apparently need to learn some patience; so you will have to wait."

I hung there for a few minutes, although it felt like hours. I am really turned on, and he is not moving. He does, however, also have a very strong sex drive, and I guess I could try to break him. He loves seeing me beg; I start frantically begging him to fuck me. I assure him I will do it anything he wants. He can fuck me anywhere and ask anything of me.

He seems almost bored, looks at me with an amused facial expression, and then resumes reading.

I start telling him about how tight and wet I am. I beg for him to come and feel it.

He gets up, walks into his bedroom, and comes back with a gag. He tells me to lay my hands flat on the table and unties them, but putting a gag on me.

We never have both bondage and gags in play at the same time, as we always need either a safety signal or a safe word. It’s a really important part of being able to play out fantasies like these.

Sitting there without being bound is almost more frustrating now. He backs off from the table and continues reading as if nothing was happening.

He finally finishes his “reading session” and looks up at me. He is wearing a fucking wicked smile.

"You look like a whore gagged like that." Rising to his feet, he circles me, letting his fingers drop to my ass from behind me. "There's something missing though."

He unmakes his belt and drops his pants. He starts jerking off. When I continue begging him to fuck me, he chuckles and tells me he can’t hear me over my gag.

He gets himself really close to cumming and then finally puts his dick inside of me. He thrust twice before cumming. He knew what he was doing. It wasn't nearly enough for me to get myself off. He looks at me with his wicked smile again.

"I like watching my cum drip from you."

Fucking pick.

He then gets his laptop out and begins working.

He puts on the glasses—the same glasses I’ve told him he looks incredibly hot in two days before this. Just to fuck with me further.

Every now and again he looks up at me and smirks. I am only getting hornier and hornier. As I try to beg him through my gag, really unpleasant sounds start to escape my mouth.

"What would you be willing to give me to fuck you right now?”

I try to answer but he tells me he cannot understand me through my gag.

This continues for more than one fucking hour. I am pleading, very close to signaling my safety word.

He finally decides to stop ignoring me. He tells me to unbutton my shirt and take off my bra so my tits are out. I did as he said. He tells me to start playing with my nipples. I do as he says. He tells me to lie down on the table and start pulling on my nipples so that it hurts. I do as he says, and it fucking hurts.

"You are doing good," he says. "I'll make a deal with you."

I got dizzy. It’s finally happening. I am going to say yes, whatever it is.

I owe him an orgasm, he reminds me. I should touch myself, he says. He'll fuck me when I finish, right at the climax. I will be bent over the table all damned night if I am greedy and get myself off all the way.

"sound fair?"

I shake.

"Good". Then back up on the table and work here in front of me.

I do it and pick things up fast. My whole body is tormented, yearning for an orgasm. Worse even, he starts telling me I'm a fucking whore who likes fucking and leans a hand over to play with my breasts. He reminds me I am going to learn to obey since he owns my body.

I die here. He knows this will get me off. I am seconds away, and suddenly a night slanted over the table seems not too unpleasant. Finally, I was able to control myself and let go. I told him I was close enough.

He grins at me. "Good girl." Now get yourself on all fours.

I have never wanted to hear these words more in my life.

"Head down," he says, settling behind me. "You are learning to follow me right now."

Fuck:

He starts fucking me harder than he’s ever fucked me.

"You get me? You are my whore. You only cum when I tell you to cum. You only fuck when I want you to. You never cum without my permission, is that fucking clear?”

I say yes. I am almost there.

He releases my gag. "Do you have something to ask me?"

"Can I please cum, sir??"

"I doubt whether you deserve it."

"Please,” I start begging again. Let me come for you, please. “I will never cum without your permission again, I promise.”

You better not.

Please let me cum.

"Who owns this climax?"

"You!?"

"Fine, you little whore. You can fucking cum."

And I came. I almost passed out. I couldn’t think or breathe. Everything was shaky and blurry.

See what happens when you're behaving like a good girl waiting? He calls me a whore once again, then comes inside of me.

We both lied down on the floor and needed to catch our breaths and recover from this.