I finally got the tinder date I was hoping for. After months of swiping and swiping, I met a girl who said she had a passing interest in orgasm control and was willing to head over to try it out with me. I had talked to a lot of girls about my kinds of interests before, but they always tended to have a milder perspective on them, but I was still excited. All she told me was to tie myself to the bed, leave the door unlocked, and not to finish alone until we met up. 

When the night had finally come, I unlocked my front door, took off my clothes and laid on the bed. I had hand cuffs connected to the four corners of the bed, and I quickly strapped myself in, holding the key in my right hand while I waited. As the minutes passed, the anticipation started getting to me as I got harder and harder thinking about the night that was to come. I thought about unlocking one of my hands so I could tease myself while I waited, but I didn’t want to get caught with my hand unlocked if she came in unexpected. After about an hour had passed, my cock was laying in a small pool of precum, and twitching softly in anticipation for something, anything, to finally touch it. 

Finally I heard the door open, and a shorter girl walked in. She had shiny short brown hair and big eyes, smiling innocently. She was wearing a short beige overcoat with bare legs. Her chest wasn’t necessarily endowed, but she still seemed to have an incredible figure, and she carried herself with confidence. 

“Looks like someone can follow instructions,” she said with a coy smile, as she walked up alongside the bed. She traced her finger up along my leg, slowly moving towards my inner thigh before stopping just before she touched where I was longing for some attention. My cock twitched as I tried to move my hips into her arm, but she pulled away too quickly. “Not so fast,” she teased, as she leaned in and kissed my neck. She slid her hands up my arms before opening my hands and quickly grabbing the key. “Here we go, now we can get started.” 

She stood back up and walked out of the room. I listened as I heard her opening cabinet after cabinet, then turning on the kitchen sink. After a second or two she turned it off, then opened my fridge or freezer, before closing it again and walking back to the room. I stared at her with both excitement and confusion, but before I could complete a thought, she opened her overcoat and let it fall to the floor. All of my thoughts abruptly stopped as I saw her standing completely naked in my room.

“Weren’t expecting that I see,” she said as she walked up to me and slowly closed my dropped jaw. She leaned in close to my ear, pressing her chest into mine as she whispered, “I know you’re into orgasm control, so you only have one job. I don’t want to hear you say anything, except letting me know when you’re on the edge.” I nodded, and she softly bit my ear before pulling away and slowly crawling down the side of the bed and turning around, resting with her hands propping up her chin right next to my desperate cock, while sitting contently on her knees between my legs.

“You look juuuust about ready to start.” She said as she traced her fingers around my cock, being careful to stay just out of range. I kept slowly trying to maneuver my hips to get her to touch me, but she was always one step ahead and just out of reach. Finally, she slowly wrapped her thumb around the base, still touching my stomach, and lifted me cock off my stomach. A trail of precum strung between the tip and the now sizeable pool resting on my stomach. She held me up with her thumb like a cock ring, touching the bare minimum amount of skin in order to keep me upright, as she slowly started kissing up my side, getting closer and closer to the pool of precum. Once she got there, her kisses turned to licks as she slowly made the pool disappear, making a show of how close her tongue was to my throbbing cock. 

Once the pool of precum was completely gone, she took her hand that was at the base of my cock, and slowly stroked up to the tip. The sudden contact sent a pulse through my body, and a small burst of precum pushed out and slowly ran down my shaft and over her fingers. She twisted her hands to spread the precum around as she started slowly and methodically stroking me. The sensation was overwhelming having finally felt something after waiting for so long, and before long my cock was completely slick with precum.

“I’m gonna work you up,” she said with a smile and look of pure innocence, but without skipping a beat while stroking. “I’m gonna edge you 3 times with my hands…” She slowly picked up the pace of her stroking, “… then 6 times with my mouth…” as she sped up to a fast powerful stroke, “… and then 12 times inside me.” Her innocence left her face as she let an evil smile creep across her face. At this point she was pumping hard with her hands as I rapidly approached the edge.

“I’m at the edge!” I yelled just before I felt the sweet release of finishing wash over me, and she ripped her hand away. I teetered on the edge, pushing my cock up and trying to push it against something, anything! But she kept it totally isolated as I slowly came back down. She traced a single finger up my soaked shaft as she started at me and said, “…. One.”

It didn’t take long to hit 3 edges with her hands. By then end my cock was straining harder than I had ever felt, and I was beginning to doubt if I could even make it to the end. After pulling her hand away from the 3rd edge, she slowly kissed up my inner thighs, before planting a small kiss on my desperate balls, and licking up the entire length of my shaft. “Time to start back over at one,” she said, before wrapping her lips around the tip of my cock and slowly taking me into her mouth. 

The sudden change in temperature and the warm, wet gliding of her tongue was too much, and I immediately yelled out. It only took one stroke with her mouth and I had already hit the edge. I let out a deep breath as I put my head back. My mind started going completely blank and the only thing that absorbed all of my attention was the throbbing need to cum. “Maybe my mouth is too much for you, I guess we’ll just use my tongue,” she whispered before planting a soft kissing on my pulsing tip. 

The next 6 edges passed in a blur as she licked every portion of my shaft, always pulling away just as I teetered over the point of no return. Before long, my body was shaking as I was trying desperately to cum. I couldn’t take it anymore after a couple edges with her mouth, and I decided not to tell her when I was on the edge, but at that point she had already seen me on the edge too many times, and learned exactly what I looked like right on the edge. Her skill kept me desperately edging just out of reach of my goal, and it started sinking in that it wasn’t about whether or not I thought I could make it to the end. She had the skill to force me to last, whether I could take it or not. 

“6,” she said as she pulled her tongue away with impeccable timing. I couldn’t take it anymore, and I had to break her rule. I started begging and pleading to cum, but she just looked at me with a smile and didn’t respond. She got up and started rummaging through her purse, looking over her shoulder seductively as I watched her search, showing off her naked and perfect body. Finally she dropped her purse and turned around, holding a strip of condoms. “You couldn’t take my mouth, so I don’t think you could survive inside me without these.” She got back on the bed and started straddling me, rubbing my abused cock against her clit. She moaned under her breath as she touched herself with my cock as her finger, before finally stopping to put on a condom. Then another. And another

“We’ll see if 3 is enough,” she teased, before slowly lowering herself onto me. Even with the 3 condoms, my cock was teased to such an extent that it still felt heavenly. I begged and pleaded to just let me cum, that I couldn’t take any more edging, but she simply leaned forward and placed her nipple into my mouth.

The next 12 edges felt like it happened in both an instant and an eternity. My mind was completely broken as she grinded against me, and my world was nothing except the all encompassing frustration and desperation in my cock, and her soft excited moans in my ear. Every edge she would pull herself off my cock, and grind patiently on my leg as my cock twitched and strained, before slowly lowering herself back on for the next round. As the 12th edge was finally coming up, and started thrusting into her as fast as I could, completely overwhelmed by my desire to cum and focused on finally getting the reward at the end of the tunnel. But just as I hit the edge, I felt the familiar coldness as she pulled off me just before the finish line. I trashed and strained against my bindings as a begged as hard as I could, offering anything to finally cum, but she just giggled as she pulled all the condoms off me and started climbing off the bed. 

“You made it past all of my edges, so now you get your reward,” She said as she happily skipped to her purse and pulled out a small tube of something. She opened the cap and squirted some onto my cock as she started slowly working it across every portion of my shaft. “You ever heard of lidocaine?” My eyes widened as I trashed as hard as I could, begging her to show mercy and to just let me cum. “Well I haven’t cum yet,” she said as she unrolled a condom over my shaft, “and there’s no way you’d last long enough for me to cum without a little help.”

She lowered herself on my cock, and unlike the other times, I felt nothing as she did. She started off slow, but before long she was grinding with force and moaning into my ear and breathing hard on my neck. After a couple minutes, she started shaking as she came, arching her back as waves of pleasure shot through her. She laid down on my chest with a small exhale and a gentle smile and kissed my neck, while I was still shaking with need, and she whispered into my ear, “you pass.”

She got up and walked out of my room, I heard the freezer door, and she came back with my ice tray and an ice pack. She placed the icepack on my throbbing cock and balls, “Time to get soft,” she said, as she walked to her purse and pulled out a small metal chastity cage. “I think we’re gonna have a lot of fun together,” she said as she giggled and locked the cage onto me. “Here’s your key” as she cracked my ice tray and dropped the key to my handcuffs in my hand, completely incased in ice. “It shouldn’t take too long to thaw, but it’ll give you some time to cool off before you get let out. Ill be taking these keys with me however,” she said as she dangled the keys to my cage in front of me. “It won’t be too long before our next session. Who knows, if you keep up your performance, maybe after a couple sessions you’ll earn a ruin.” She put her overcoat back on, and without even tying it closed, she opened the door to leave. “I’ll be hearing from you soon,” she said, and she winked before closing the door behind her.