Playing without a safe word

So, my Dom and I decided on a little challenge.  And hand in hand with picking the challenge, we also pick the consequences for the loser.  I brazenly muttered about toys and his arsehole and, surprisingly, he agreed – secretly, I think, because he knew he would win and therefore had no concerns about anything penetrating him!  He suggested that my punishment should be ten minutes with no safe word!

I expect that would cause many to mutter disapprovingly – so let me give you a little context…

Firstly, there are some people who believe that if your Dom knows you well enough, you shouldn’t ever need to safe word – and while I understand this, it doesn’t quite work for us.  I enjoy resistance play.  I want him to grab me and pin me down, but I will also resist, trying to push him off, even though we both know he will win.  I want to shout “No, get off me” as he holds me down and slaps my breast or spits in my face.  We can both feel comfortable in playing rougher and harder if we know we have a safeword in place

I have used it on occasion, and he will always stop immediately and check on me, seeing whether I want to pause a moment, to reduce the intensity or to stop that scene entirely.  He will reassure me, or untie me, or stop and just cuddle me – whichever is required

But, there are also times when I get to the point of being over-stimulated, I feel like I can’t take another orgasm and then I generally also safeword.  The stimulation has just got too much for me.  However, we are both inquisitive as to how my body would react if the stimulation did just continue at that stage

So, rest assured, the ten minutes with no safe word suggestion, is not so he can whip me or violate me in ways I wouldn’t agree to, but so we can try taking my limits of stimulation a little further.  A prospect that does not seem so bad when it isn’t actually happening at that moment – and so I agreed before he could suggest any worse consequences.  I was also rather cocky that I would win anyway

Now, to the challenge itself.  He places me in a position on the bed and pleasures me, all I must do is stay completely still for five minutes.  It sounds fairly straight forward and pleasurable (!) for me, so I agreed.  In the coming days before our challenge, I proceeded to make brattish, suggestive comments about his arsehole and butt plugs!

So, he laid me on my back on the bed, he lifted my hands above my head so they could grip a bedrail and he bent my knees slightly and parted my legs wide.  I felt deliciously naked and exposed – deliberately on his part as he knows that feeling of being exposed is a big turn on for me.  He took his time, looking at me and making tiny adjustments to my position, which just made me feel more wanton.  Eventually he was satisfied and reached for his phone, “Ready for me to start the timer?”.  I took a deep breathe and nodded, “Good girl” he breathed and pressed start

He didn’t rush, he took his time, positioning himself between my legs, pushing my knees a little wider to part my pussy lips.  Him taking his time was just building the anticipation for me and I could feel myself getting wetter.  He dipped his first finger just into my opening, circling the entrance and getting his finger slick with my wetness.  Then he trailed it up my slit, smearing my juices over my pussy and up onto my, now throbbing, clit.  Just that first touch made me moan softly, but I focused on keeping my body totally still

“Good little slut”.  And I moaned again, both of us well aware of the effect words like that have on me

And then he lowered his face and gently started to lick up and down the inside of my pussy lips, licking at the smeared juices.  I cursed him.  I utterly love the feel of his tongue between my legs.  Despite all his masculine dominance, he licks my pussy like an angel (I might get in trouble for that description, but he really does)

He lifted his head briefly so his eyes could meet mine, “Does that feel good Little One?”.  “Yes, you fucker” I growled back at him.  “I’ll punish you for that” he reprimanded and closed his teeth around my clit.  I squealed but managed to hold still.  The rush of pain from the bite subsided, but left my clit extra sensitive and throbbing

I took a couple of deep breaths, trying to calm myself so I could stay still.  My hands gripping tighter around the rail

Then he started to gentle caress my clit with his tongue, circling it, stimulating it from each side.  I started to breath harder, my moans getting louder, my mind fighting to stop my hips from thrusting up towards his tongue to increase the sweet sweet sensation

I could feel myself starting to lose control with every repeated circle – I wanted to scream at him to stop and scream at him to never stop.  The feel of his tongue so intoxicating yet driving my body to traitorously rock with an orgasm

And then his mouth closed around my clit, sucking on it and I screamed, my back arched off the bed and my hips bucked towards him, a glorious ecstasy enveloped me.  He continued to lick and suck, driving me straight into a second, more intense climax.  As the waves of pleasure subsided, realisation hit, “Oh fuck!” I moaned in frustration

He laughed and pulled me into his arms, “I think you just lost Sweetheart”

And so, it was consequence time.  He instructed me to lie spread-eagled on the bed and he slowly worked around me, tying each wrist and ankle to the corner of the bed.  I shivered and trembled with anticipation and fear as he tied each knot

He ran a reassuring hand over me “I will tell you when the ten minutes starts, for now, just lie back and enjoy”.  I bit back a repost about how I didn’t have much choice other than to lie back – but given the control he had over me right now, I thought my usual sassy comments might not be helpful

Then his hands moved over the whole of my body, stroking, caressing, arousing me.  I luxuriated in it.  They worked over all of me and then paused at my breasts.  His hands felt them, his grip becoming rougher and firmer – just the way I like it – building the pleasure and a little pain

His fingers moved to my nipples, starting to pinch at them, to pull them and to twist them.  I moaned as the pain intensified.  He moved his mouth to the first and sucked gently on the aching nipple, it just grew even harder.  As his mouth slipped off, he moved quickly and deftly snapped a peg into position on the nipple.  I squealed with shock and the intensity of it.  His mouth moved to the second nipple.  The first throbbed with pain, while he pleasured the second.  Despite knowing what was coming, I squealed again, louder, as the second peg was secured to my sensitised nipple.  My whole body felt heightened now

My thighs started to shake as his hands moved lower.  He smirked and picked up a toy – a Hitachi style wand, I whimpered.  The fact that this toy has such a big head means I find it very stimulating, not in the precise way my favourite clit vibe is, but it stimulates my clit and all the surrounding sensitive area.  Plus, I can only cope with it on the lower settings – a fact my Dom knows well – otherwise, in his hands, it generally reduces me to safe wording

He turned it on gently, on a low setting, and with my legs wide apart and my pussy lips opened, he ran it across my exposed sex.  I moaned softly in pleasure.  He ran it back down, I moaned harder.  He kept rubbing it over me and my whimpers became more frantic.  He rubbed it back and forth again, my hips starting to rock in time and I pulled against the ropes binding me in place.  And just as my hips bucked again, needing to grind into it, he pulled the toy away.  I cried out on the brink of my climax, but just unable to get there

I looked at him and growled

He smirked back and waited

I writhed on the bed in frustration

He leant forward again and slide two fingers inside me, my wetness allowing them easy access.  He gently worked them in and out of me and it felt so damn good.  I started to buck my hips as he increased the pace and the deepness of the thrusts.  I was moaning again.  I met his rhythm and my hips rocked in time with his thrusts as he fucked me with his fingers.  I could feel my juices soaking his hand, but I was past caring.  I felt his fingers curl inside me and just as they brushed my G-spot, my mouth opened to scream, and he pulled them away.  I teetered on the edge, but my impending orgasm was ruined

I cried out in frustration

He smirked back and waited

I started to beg for an orgasm

He nodded, reached for his phone and pressed a button, “Careful what you wish for, ten minutes starts now, no safe word”.  I didn’t care, I just needed him to make me cum.  He pushed three fingers against my opening and I felt that stretching sensation that I crave, “Oh yes” I moaned, and they slide into me.  His thumb rested on my throbbing clit and he curled his fingers inside me so they found my G-spot.  His thumb and fingers started to rub and I screamed hard.  My hands pulled at the restraints, my body arching as an incredibly intense orgasm ripped through me, making everything in my head turn a blissful white

The relief was immense after his teasing and I sighed happily.  His thumb immediately started circling on my clit again and the three thick fingers started to pump in and out of me.  My body responded, the pleasure building again and I moaned.  His fingers pumped harder and deeper, I was already close to cumming again

“Do what you were made to do, you needy little slut”.  His words sent me over the edge.  I cried out his name as exquisite sensations rocked my body, my pussy tightening on his hand and then squirting my juices as I orgasmed again

He slapped my face with his dripping hand.  “Whore”

I whimpered and arousal spiked through me

He pushed the soaked fingers into my mouth.  “Slut”

His free hand smacked at my breasts and the pegs on them.  My breasts bounced.  The pegs felt tighter.  Everything intensified again.  My whole body felt so aroused, but also so very sensitive.  He kept the fingers in my mouth, starting to slide them in and out.  His other hand moved down from my breasts to find my clit again

He pinched my clit hard

I tried to cry out and gagged as his fingers thrust deeper

He pinched again, harder

I bit at his fingers as I came, almost painful in intensity

He pulled his hand free and did not pause

One peg released on my left nipple.  “Don’t”.  Snap it went back on

The peg released on my right nipple.  “Ever”.  Snap it went back on

The peg released on my left nipple.  “Bite”.  Snap it went back on

The peg released on my right nipple.  “Me!”.  Snap it went back on

It hurt – a lot!  I was crying out, I jerked against the ropes and tears stung it my eyes.  “What do you say?” I heard against my ear.  “Sorry Sir” I cried breathlessly.  He stroked my hair “Good Girl”

My body was awash with pleasure and pain, he turned the wand back on and pressed it hard against my clit, the setting more intense than earlier.  “No, please no” I moaned as I started to feel over stimulated.  He stroked my hair back from my face “Yes Little One”

He just kept rubbing the toy backwards and forwards over my clit, stimulating me all over again.  I was shaking my head.  He turned the intensity up higher and I couldn’t stop myself.  I came again, my body now wet with sweat, my arms and legs aching as I pulled against the restraints

I sagged against the soaked bed clothes.  I wanted to pull my legs closed, hide my exhausted sex, the level of stimulation now too much for me.  I sounded almost incoherent, my moans mixed with pleas for no more.  “I can’t take it” I moaned.  “Can I say red?” I pleaded

He shook his head and showed me the phone.  2.59 remained.  “Not long now Little One, just let me use you as you deserve”.  He pushed my knees even wider

He placed the wand down on the bed and picked up my dildo.  I was pleased for a moment of relief from the wand.  I can do this, I thought

He pushed the thick head against my soaked pussy, then twisted it as he pushed it in to me.  It stretched me but slid in easily with my level of arousal.  “You were born to take cock Baby” he said proudly.  I smiled

He pushed in until the whole length penetrated me, then just as slowly he pulled the whole length back out.  Then in again.  The slowness forcing my body to feel every damn inch of it as it pushed inside, filling me so completely.  I panted.  He started to fuck me faster and harder.  I closed my eyes and tried to cope with the overwhelming sensations

Then I heard that buzz again and the wand was back on my clit.  I screamed

The intensity on my clit increased as he turned it up.  I writhed against the restraints

He thrust deeper with every stroke of the dildo.  I screamed red

He ground the toy harder against me and fucked me furiously.  I came like never before

My whole body exploded with the intensity; the ecstasy was so intense.  I screamed and bucked, my juices soaked the bed, my cries were animalistic

By the time I had recovered enough to open my eyes, he was already untying me.  He pulled me into his lap and held me, massaging my aching wrists.  I clung tight to him as I cried a few tears, overwhelmed with the intensity of it all

Was I pleased to play the no safe word game?  No, no, no, my body was utterly overwhelmed with the stimulation, I wanted to make it stop, it was too much for me.  But also yes, yes, yes, it took me beyond where I thought I could go and gave me the most intense and overwhelming orgasms

Would I let the no safe word game be a challenge consequence for me again?  Probably yes, mainly as I am always confident it won’t be me incurring the consequence, even if reality disproves this

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