u/Evangeline____

I’m a horny, orgasm denied college student. I’m going on almost a year since my dom last allowed me to cum, and now I’m in permanent denial! I’m looking for another girl, around my age (20), who’s wanting to have all my orgasms! I would love to be left denied and needy while my Sir gives you every orgasm I could never have. If you’re a sub in love with orgasms, looking for a fun fall semester, message me. I’d love to chat! ❤️

My Sir u/UncomplicatedFun and I do a lot of work in hypnosis. He's used it to take away my ability to orgasm, remove my gag reflex and, installing a trigger I call “The Buzz” this is like a tiny little vibrator inside my clit and right on my g-spot. It can only be turned on or off by my Sir, as well as change settings through him.

Last night my Sir and I were talking. He turns on my buzz as a little treat, and we continue talking. My Sir kindly stays up late with me so we can chat a bit. As it gets late, we both decide to head off to bed. We say goodnight, and after a few minutes, I realize I’m still buzzing. I go back to tell my Sir we forgot my buzz is still on, but he’s already offline, going to bed. I realize in that moment it’s going to be a long night.

The first hour is comfortable; it feels so good, my clit is pulsing, and I’m slowly becoming more and more aroused. I try and enjoy this feeling as long as I possibly can. By 2am im starting to feel a bit sensitive. The relentless buzzing doesn’t slow down or soften; it stays as is. My body rolls and bucks against the air, but I can’t escape what is controlled by my Sir.

It’s late, and I’m not the only one home. I try to ignore the buzzing in my pussy and quiet my moans. As the night passes, my body squirms and shivers; my pierced nipples become so hard and tingly. I try not to touch because I know it will just further my arousal.

I get about an hour of sleep and wake up around 5am, the merciless buzzing is still hard at work. Instantly, I become a whining mess; the build-up without any possibility of cumming fills my body. My body is hot and sweaty; my body shakes with a quiet tremble, as my shallow breathing gets stuck in my throat.

While I know my Sir is still asleep, I text him anyway in hopes it will somehow reach him telepathically. I begin to beg to be done. The endless edges stuffing into my body. I whine and whimper as my body thrashes against my sheets. I’ve officially reached overstimulation. My clit feels so sensitive against the buzzing, my legs tremble, and I bite my blanket to try and muffle my whines.

This is where something new happens. In the midst of the chaotic stimulation, my arousal peaks again! Visions of my Sir’s cock float in my head. The idea of him fucking me hard, grounding me through the overstimulation fills my head. I imagine him fucking and filling all my holes, and all of a sudden, I’m touching myself. Through the aching sensitivity and dedicated overstimulation, I find an even deeper sensation. I text him how desperate I am for his cock, and I film videos so he can see the desperate mess I created. I find total bliss and heightened sensation in submission. It was magical.

A few moments later, the extreme stimulation washes over me again, and I’m back to begging for a reprieve. It felt like those pornos where a lady is tied and bound to a bed while her dom relentlessly edges her. She moans and whines, begs and pleads, but never gets to cum. Except I don’t need to be bound; I can squirm and buck all I want and won’t shake off the buzz. I just take it like the obedient, orgasm-free slut I am.

Finally, after a long night of relentless pleasure, my Sir wakes up. He turns off my buzz immediately and checks to make sure I’m okay physically and emotionally. I go to sleep almost immediately, and when I wake up, my Sir checks on me again and provides me with the help, praise, and aftercare I need.

Spending a whole night with my buzz on was a lot! I leaked down my ass and thighs, and all over my bed sheets. I moaned and whined. Begged, and pleaded, and edged myself through the stimulation. It was amazing seeing just how far I could truly go and be able to live out a fantasy I’ve always wanted to try. The inescapable pleasure was unrelenting and left me exhausted, but even now, as I lay comfortably in bed, I feel my pussy throb just thinking about it.

Everything done is between two consenting adults. We have safe words, limits and boundaries to keep us safe. We have done this scenario twice before at lower settings to try in advance. It is also built into my hypnosis that if ever I feel unsafe, or scared of what we are doing and I’m enable to say my safe word I can snap out of hypnosis on my own. ❤️