Greetings all, and forgive my long disappearance lately. Real life took up most of my time for a couple of weeks, but last Saturday things returned to normal when my Mistress dealt me a solid round of torment, jealousy, and frustration. Following that, she mentioned she had devised a summer game for us, and since the recent chaos was calming down, she actually asked my opinion rather than just dictating our plans. Though it really didn’t make much difference; her suggestions are invariably great.
Her proposal is simple: for at least the summer months, perhaps even into fall if she grows bored, I am to abstain from any orgasms completely. It sounds pleasant enough, and while some of you might wonder why that’s such a fuss, what followed turned it into something significant. First off, no cages or Mike’s spikes this season. She desires me to remain in a constant state of arousal as much as possible. She plans to keep me longing for release through her actions but will consistently deny me the relief I crave simultaneously. Moreover, she expects me to provide her with frequent orgasms whenever it suits her whims. Additionally, she intends to tease and torment my emotions regarding this rule—asking if I desire an orgasm, making me confess that want, then withholding it; sometimes promising permission in the heat of passion only to refuse at the last moment. I hope you catch the drift. Naturally, should a rare romantic impulse strike her, allowing me is possible. However, she doubts this will occur often, though anything can happen. For our dynamic, my uncertainty works best to drive the behavior she expects.
We are eager to see what sort of conduct she can extract from me by autumn’s arrival. I have not climaxed since May 19th, placing me nearly a month into this period. My previous record is ten weeks, so this challenge aims to double that mark while keeping me right on the edge as much as her mood dictates. I feel both thrilled and terrified…