I just found this thread. I recently began posting a new story to the library that uses orgasm control as a teaching point. I'm putting an exerpt from 'Boss Lady' here. Let me know if I've captured it properly. :0

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“I want you here.” Rachel pointed at a spot on the carpet that was bathed in sunlight from the window. “I want you to touch yourself. Start with your breasts. Lift them toward me and stroke them as you would want a lover to touch them.”

Amy quickly obeyed. She ran her palms over her nipples, which hardened quickly under the touch and Rachel’s gaze. She pinched the nubs until they ached. Her hips were thrusting into the air, searching for a touch.

“Bring your hands lower. No, don’t touch your cunt yet. Slide your hands over your skin. Touch your belly and legs. Doesn’t that feel good? Now, run your fingertips over your butt. Can you still feel where I spanked you yesterday? Good. You can stroke your inner thighs now. You’re wet, aren’t you?”

“Yes, ma’am. I’ve been wet all day.”

“I know you have. Open yourself to me. I want to see how hard you are.”

Amy pulled her pussy apart. She looked down and was amazed at how prominent her clitoris was. She could almost see it throbbing with need.

“You may touch it. Keep holding yourself open. I want to see, too.”

In no time at all, Amy was panting and writing. “Please, please, may I come?” she begged.

“Not yet.” Rachel watched her pet. She waited until Amy was almost bent over as her muscles clenched. “You may come,” she said.

She watched in fascination as Amy almost collapsed from her orgasm. She ordered Amy to keep going, even though the one orgasm satisfied the younger woman. She wanted to see how many she could get out of Amy. She came again and then again, and was ordered to keep going when she paused to catch her breath.

“Please let me stop.”

“First you beg to come, and then you beg to stop. I'm in charge. Keep going.”

Amy obeyed, losing track of how many orgasms she had. She just knew that her delicate tissue was quickly becoming too sensitive and that her pleasure was getting very close to pain.

“You may stop.” Rachel walked over to her. “Remember this lesson. I’m doing you a favor by controlling your orgasms.”

Shakily, Amy raised her head. “I don’t understand.”

“Wasn’t that first climax wonderful?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“That’s because you had to wait for it. Those other weren’t as good. In fact, some of them might have even painful. Weren’t they?” she asked.

“They weren’t as much fun,” admitted Amy.

“No. By my controlling when you release, your experiences will be that much more intense. That is much better, isn’t it? If you came all the time, it would mean nothing. Just like those final orgasms.” Rachel tickled the back of Amy’s neck. “You should thank me now.”

Amy shivered. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” Rachel leaned back in her chair and patted her thigh. “Don’t you think you need to come over here and show me how thankful you are?”

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