True Sex Stories: The More Orgasms The Better

He made me come and come and come....Then he pulled my quivering body close, and we cuddled and eventually started talking once I was able to speak again.

A mini morgasm challenge (with a few pussy slaps thrown in for fun) was what we had decided to do. It was the second day of my period, so from my point of view the more orgasms the better!

It took a bit for the power exchange to be established: he had to keep telling me to open my legs and put my hands behind head. It was hard. I was struggling with opening up to it all; I was terrified of him letting loose with some really hard pussy slaps. He kept the level tolerable but it was still hard going.

So he decided to shut me up. I was not to say anything, unless it was my safeword. That was a good idea! Pussy slaps and hard-core Fairy Wanding are staples for us, but it is the power exchange that is the hottest for me. That, and watching him feast upon my suffering.

About the point where it was edging towards just fucking hurting I began to focus on his face. I watched his eyes as the sound of each slap echoed the sensation going through my body. I saw the rapturous bliss of his inner sadist. He is a very bad man, and I like it like that.

I adore the intensity of sensation, to a certain point, but there is something for me beyond that in seeing his pleasure in my pain. It takes it to another level. I get off on him getting off – in this case when he cranked the intensity of the Fairy Wand right up.

He made me come and come and come. Sometimes with the pleasure of it, but mostly by sexualising the high level of intensity. Then he pulled my quivering body close, and we cuddled and eventually started talking once I was able to speak again.

He asked me if I had had enough orgasms. Strictly speaking the answer was no, so I said so. This time I held the Fairy Wand, but he was still in control. He told me when to turn it up, and only he could decide when to take it off. He stroked his cock while I did this and he had me turn up the intensity after each of my orgasms until he came. I was in a nicely subby space by now, so I was a very good girl and I did what I was told.

I have no idea how many orgasms I'd had, and I thought I was orgasmed out, but this is where the Fairy Wand rocks. He had me turn it up even further, which built up an orgasm to the point where it blew my head off. And then he still didn't let me turn it down or take it off – I was almost crying when he reached over and turned it off himself.

If I thought I had been subby and floaty before, now I was levitating as I walked. My brain was orgasmed mush. He is the god of O.

And yes, I'd had enough orgasms. At least until tomorrow.

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