Jerk-Off/Denial System

Amazing that a thing can feel unfair and completely right at the same time.

The intoxicating nature of a dom is partly the way that they act as both your captor and savior. The one inflicting torture and the one soothing your wounds. They are your alluring monster and your shining knight, the field medic dressing your wounds and the scientist running experiments on you because they find you oh so interesting they just have to know more about you. They are comfort and danger in one delicious, multifaceted package.

years ago, I found a great personal femdom blog, called “I own it” by Sarah Wilson. She found a trick to ruin her boyfriend’s orgasm or minimize it. she called it “milking the monkey”. it’s simple.

before this, the male should be denied for few days, the more days he goes without orgasm…

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Tricia awoke to a disorienting and terrifying reality, shrouded in darkness and silence. As consciousness slowly returned, a wave of panic swept over her. She felt an unfamiliar weight encasing her entire body, restricting even the slightest movement. The realization struck her — she was encased in a body cast, rendering her completely immobile.

The muffled sound of her own breathing reached her ears, a stark contrast to the eerie silence that enveloped her. The earmuffs clamped over her ears seemed to seal off the world, leaving Tricia in an isolated realm of sensory deprivation.

Her attempts to open her eyes proved futile; they were sealed shut with tape, cutting off the visual connection to her surroundings. The absence of light plunged her into an unsettling abyss, amplifying her sense of vulnerability and disconnection.

A foreign sensation in her throat grabbed her attention — a tube was inserted, stretching down into her lungs. The mechanical rhythm of a ventilator became apparent as it forced air into her lungs and then out again. Each breath felt intrusive, a reminder of her dependence on the machinery for survival.

The catheter inserted into her urethra added another layer of discomfort and violation. The awareness of its presence, as well as the sterile, clinical environment surrounding her, intensified the feeling of helplessness. Tricia's mind raced with questions, but the inability to communicate, move, or even perceive her surroundings left her trapped in a nightmarish void.

In this surreal and nightmarish state, Tricia grappled with the unknown, her senses stripped away and replaced with an overwhelming sense of confinement. The combination of physical restraint, sensory deprivation, and the invasive medical apparatus plunged her into a disconcerting realm, where time seemed to lose its meaning, and the boundaries between reality and the terrifying unknown blurred into a haunting dreamscape.

I kept my last boyfriend stretched open it made him very obedient