Cum Restriction Support Thread

[moptop]

MY goodness - I'm both sad and glad I didn't find this thread before today. I've been on cum restriction - defining that as my orgasms are his, my playing is his, not to happen if he's not around - for - well, since May. I've also been on cum denial for a lot of that time - edging exercises or vaginal muscle exercises.

I was set free for 3 weeks while he went on holiday - but, well, I only cracked once, I kept myself for him otherwise.

I have just (last night) finished a 16 day stint of cum denial, during which he has put me through some of the most excruciating and arousing and difficult stuff in the world ever. That's the longest I've had to go. Yes, I ended up in tears, begging him to let me cum or stop. He was so nice. He let me stop. *fumes, growls, wails*

But last night, we were due to see eachother (and that is one of the reasons he'd been working me up quite so hard; bastard bastard bastard) and he had to cancel. So he came on line and - after having made me work first - let me cum as much as I liked, any way I liked.

I needed it very, very badly. But I was also very proud of myself, for having managed to hold off despite severe provocation (and believe me, there had been some very seriously erotic stuff going on); and I was fascinated by my own reaction, when I broke down and wept and begged and grovelled... completely not like me at all. I have never been like that before. Some sort of barrier broke in me. He was very proud of me, too. Oh, not the grovelling bit, lol. But - I think he still enjoyed it!!

The only down side was he was staying at friends and his modem automatically shut off at midnight, just when I was in the middle of my first free wonderful orgasm - I was so disappointed when I finally looked at the screen again (yeah, bit carried away...) and he'd gone! And, I knew I wouldn't be able to carry on as much as I'd have liked without him.

Well... I did manage one more... it was a complete blinder But only because I knew he wouldn't mind, and wanted me to have my pleasure.

Is this helping Mishka? Hmmm - I don't know. Just that... I have learnt from it. Learnt just what a mess I can get into! Learnt that I can still over-come it. Learnt that he is aware and does care (I mean I knew that, but I know it more). Learnt... that I don't want to cum without him. My orgasms are his. They are better with him, for him. I cum much more than when I used to just masturbate alone. Even the extra one I took once he'd gone, was only after some 20 minutes deliberating, and deciding that he really had meant it when he'd said I could cum as much as I liked, how I liked. And of course I told him about it.

I can sometimes find it difficult to cum, or to cum in a satisfying manner, when I've been on cum restriction without denial. Denial makes it... oh my... so very very good when you finally get it! You just... open yourself totally.

The main thing is - don't listen to Oz!! DO NOT LISTEN TO HIM. HE IS EVIL!!

[Ozme52]

The main thing is - don't listen to Oz!! DO NOT LISTEN TO HIM. HE IS EVIL!!

I know in your heart you love me.

[Mishka]

And watching Mishka learn is just hot.

You have no idea tessa, none at all. You should try it from where I sit.

i'd love to be where You sit, so You could see it live and in person...and i could see Your reaction.

Originally Posted by tessa
I really have been giving this cum restriction thing a think over (in support of Mishka-lishous and because it just fascinates me). The idea that it's used to heighten an awareness in sensuality does allow me to perceive it in an entirely new way.

I am a highly sensual being. I exist within my sensuality, basically. This aspect of myself is a pervasive force in my thoughts actions and daily goings-on. Sometimes to distraction. Ok, lots of times to distraction. ~looks over at Red~ Oh, be quiet. Most times, then. Anyway, the thought that I could be taken even further into that part of myself...wow.

Wow.

A short background to it: Rhabbi was having me masturbate as often as i could, thinking of him, and have the release i need. Well, real life happens, it went quite a long time for the "real thing", and I was tired. I didn't like it, I couldn't cum, if I thought of Rhabbi I would cry because he wasn't there. I had no interest in masturbating what so ever.

So just when I thought He would relieve me of my trip in the desert, it turned out to be a mirage. He thought cum restriction would be a better help to my lack of sensuality. I thought it was punishment, instead I'm glad He did it.

The first orgasm after this short restriction was the best orgasm I've ever had in my life. This is going to sound sappy and a poor stab at poetic, but there was a complete difference from the orgasms I've had before...ever. Those are red, hot, powerful energy behind them, animalistic, primal and the noises to go with it. This one was unique. It was blue, cold, from the top of my head down to my vagina, gentle, soft. I felt more amazingly feminine, completely lost in slavery, my voice caught in a whimper, or more like a kitten's soft mew at the end release.

My orgasms are his. They are better with him, for him.