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This was a test piece for my series Queer Sex Diaries<\/a>, writing in which I recount recent sexual escapades with my partner Buster. We both consent to be eroticized by readers in this specific space, so feel free to leave a comment to let me know if you enjoyed this piece!<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

(Content Notes:<\/strong> consensual power play, choking, smacking, orgasm denial.)<\/p>\n

Last night my boy was a very good boy.<\/p>\n

They wanted an orgasm, so we settled in bed and got out the wand<\/a>, which they held firmly against their dick while I played with them. I choked them lightly, but they restrained their own breathing anyway; whenever I removed my hand from their throat, they\u2019d suck in big gulps of air, hoarse and grateful. I wish I could have kept choking them properly the entire time, but I didn\u2019t want to limit my hand use.<\/p>\n

They arched their chest into my hands when I gripped their tits and kneaded. They moaned \u201cyour mouth feels good<\/em>\u201d when I bit and sucked at their nipples. Truthfully, they weren\u2019t all<\/em> good: they whined a little every time I decided to move away to do something else \u2013 though maybe that was out of fear for what I might get up to instead.<\/p>\n

They know me so well.<\/p>\n

I made them turn up the wand even though I know from experience that it\u2019s perfectly fine on its first two settings. They knew this was coming \u2013 I never really let them stay comfortable<\/em> \u2013 but the fitful little whine they made when I told them to turn it up made me wet. When I slid my fingers over their inner labia, they were wet too, and swollen \u2013 exactly<\/em> how I like them. At one point, I fed them some of their come, and they sucked my fingers like maybe they thought it was mine. My boy is a greedy<\/em> boy.<\/p>\n

I would have loved to push my fingers into their cunt, but I nicked them with my nails the last time I fucked them (we were trying out a new plug<\/a>, the biggest they\u2019ve ever taken, and I got too enthusiastic while listening to their pleased mewls) so their pussy needs a break. I knew this isn\u2019t their fault, but I ached<\/em> with how badly I wanted to fuck them, so I decided instead to take away the wand when they got close to coming.<\/p>\n

\u201cTell me you love me,\u201d I told them, and then I smacked them across the vulva. Every time they whimpered it out, I smacked them again. I let them put the wand back in place after, knowing they\u2019d be hot and oversensitive \u2013 and it was almost<\/em> an adequate replacement for forcing their cunt wide around the top of my hand. Almost<\/em>.<\/p>\n

I made them put their free arm beneath their back, keeping their chest raised for me to play with. I love to squeeze their tits. I also love to leave bite marks, which I took my time doing, sucking a pretty bruise on the underside of one breast so they\u2019d feel it beneath their bra the next day. I sometimes stopped to scratch and smack at their thighs or drag my hand over their belly, reminding them that every inch of their skin belongs to me<\/em>, to mark however I may want.<\/p>\n

Twice more, I brought them to the edge of orgasm and made them tell me they were about to come, their strained whines and trembling thighs showing me just how badly they wanted to keep it a secret. Both times I made them take the wand<\/a> away so I could smack them. Both times they cringed in anticipation of their pleasure being taken and replaced with pain, but they did as they were told, because they\u2019re my good<\/em> boy and they know they\u2019ll get to come. I\u2019ve never taken an orgasm away from them completely.<\/p>\n

Which, now that I\u2019m thinking about it, is kind of a shame<\/em>\u2026<\/p>\n

Hmm.<\/p>\n

When I finally did allow it, I reached down to pin the wand against them, asking if they\u2019d like to come again. I already knew the answer, I just wanted a little bit more<\/em> from them, a few more of their agonized whimpers as they writhed under the distressingly intense vibrations. I didn\u2019t make them beg for long before I stopped.<\/p>\n

They had been, after all, a very good boy.<\/p>\n

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