Edging and Control - Part 2

She tends to be more aggressive than I am.  I always insist on pleasuring her first, as I like to be teased more – pleasuring her is as big a tease as there is. She binds my hands, tethering them to the headboard, and begins commanding me.  She starts by straddling my face but forbidding me from tasting her.  "If you dare touch me with your lips or tongue, it'll ends right here.  No pleasure, no orgasm," she warns.  Not wanting to give up what is about to happen, I comply, as hard as it ends up being.  After making her cum, her juices are still on my lips and it so hard to resist when she straddles my face.  Her labia part ever so slightly so I can see her clit poking out from her hood; her tight ass is just inches from my face.  Her aroma makes my cock throb. She begins by pinching my nipples, hard, which sends shocks of pleasure and pain shooting through my entire body.  She'll twist and flick them for what seems like an eternity.  Desperate moans escape my lips.  After a while of teasing my nipples, leaving them aching, she reaches over and grabs a bulbous metal toy from the nightstand.  "Lift your knees," she commands. I dutifully comply.  Seeing only her pussy and ass as she continues to straddle me, I can hear her pop the top of the lube.  The anticipation is intense as I can't wait for the pleasure that is going to follow.  "Is your mistress good to her little toy," she asks.  "Oh yes mistress.  She treats me so good," I heartily answer as she presses the small bulb of the metal toy against my asshole.  She presses it gently into me and begins to cup and roll my balls.  She pushes the toy up into me, rhythmically tapping it.  I grunt as it finds my prostate and I can feel the precum start to gush from my slit.  I can't control the moans and pants that flow from my lips. She slides the toy in and out of me, rocking it so the bulb milks my prostate.  I want so desperately for her to jerk or suck my cock, but I dare not ask.  She speeds up and slows down at random, and I wax and wane between getting close and calming down.  I feel one hand slide up and down my thighs in between the sessions with my balls.  Not being able to see anything but her glistening sex, I cannot anticipate the next sensation.  I let out a long, uncontrollable moan as I feel her fingertips slide up and down the underside of my cock.  She does it sparingly, making my cock spasm and my back arch each time she teases me.  Suddenly, she stops, leaving the toy pressed against my prostate as she steps off the bed.  She leaves me there for a moment, and I stare at her naked flesh.  She smiles, enjoying the power she has.  She reaches down and gives my stiff cock a quick stroke, milking a drop of cum that has been pushed from my prostate.  She brings her palm up to my lips. "Lick your cum off my palm," she commands.  She lets her hand linger there as I lick off the droplets of cum and precum from her hand. Satisfied, she sits on the bed, under my legs, and faces me.  She grips the toy and begins toying my prostate again, this time more forcefully, with a regular rhythm.  I breath heavily, feeling an indescribable pleasure as she brings me to the edge.  She knows that I am unable to cum without being stroked; she also knows that toying my prostate like this just leaves me on the edge indefinitely.  She keeps toying me, for how long I do not know as I am lost in the pleasure. I am becoming desperate for a release.  Suddenly, she grips my cock hard with her right hand and begins stroking me fast.  I almost cry out as she strokes. Yet, as quickly as she started, she stops. I groan, exasperated.  She keeps toying my prostate, and again grabs and strokes me furiously. My breathing becomes heavy and erratic, I am almost at the point of no return when she suddenly stops.  My cries are a mixture of genuine pain and unbelievable pleasure as my orgasm just barely starts, and a small glob of cum oozes out of my cock.  She smiles and stops toying my prostate, letting my body come a little off the edge.  She starts again, slowly, by rhythmically tapping the toy against my prostate, forcing precum to start flowing from my slit.  With one hand, she wicks the cum and precum off my cock, giving a single stroke from base to tip in the process.  I let out a grunt each time she does it.  She is a master at torturing me and she relishes it.  She begins to slowly stroke my cock, making my orgasm build more and more. As my breathing gets heavier and heavier, and I get closer and closer, she stops just as I'm on the edge again.  My body bucks and more cum oozes from my cock.  Twice, three times, four times. She keeps bringing me just to brink of the point of no return, but not letting me over the edge.  I'm so desperate, I beg for her to let me cum, "Mistress, please let me cum, I can't take it.” She doesn't answer and just keeps toying my prostate and teasing my cock.  Without warning, she completely stops, leaving the toy pressed against my prostate.  I pant, my heart is racing, my cock is throbbing like never before, and I feel like the head of my cock is going to explode.  She leans in and gives a long, slow lick to my balls, triggering another long moan from me.  My eyes roll back from the pleasure as she glides her tongue all over them. Then licks up the underside of my shaft.  She wraps her lips around the head of my cock and slowly takes me into her mouth.  Her head bobs down once before sliding back up and leaving me. The cold air from my wet cock sends a quick shiver through my body.  She makes her way up to me and leans in, kissing me deeply.  As our tongues dance, I taste my cum on her.  She pulls back and says, "Are you ready to cum my little plaything?" "Yes mistress, please let me cum." She smiles and returns to straddling my face. "Remember," she commands. "Do not touch me or I won't make you cum."  "Yes mistress, I won't. I promise." With her pussy and ass inches from my face, I can barely contain myself.  I feel her begin to toy me again, slowly.  She rocks the bulb of the wand against my prostate, over and over and over. I can feel the precum gushing from my slit.  Her fingers wrap around my cock, and she slowly begins to stroke me.  I pant and moan uncontrollably, grunting and groaning as my orgasm builds and builds.  She strokes me faster and faster, toying me with the wand faster and faster.  I practically scream as my orgasm hits, and she giggles as my body contracts.  My orgasm lasts twice as long when she toys my prostate – and it is a thousand times more powerful.  She grips my cock hard as the last few ropes of cum shoot from my cock.  Then I lay there, completely spent.  She makes me wait until she cleans up herself before she lets me wash up. It is the last bit of her revenge. Next is part 3: my newest fantasy.