Tony must have realised that I was getting close to cumming because he said, “The cunt wants to cum; shall we let her?” He was right, I did want to cum; and soon. The problem was that quite a few of the ‘guests’ said, “No.” “Ask if you want to cum Cunt, and don’t you dare cum until I say you can.” Sandra and a whole series of guests tortured my clit and hole for what seemed like hours. I kept asking if I could cum but everyone kept saying, “No.” I was sweating and trembling. I’d heard of orgasm denial before but never considered that it would be that hard. I’d always just done what my body was telling me. “Please let me cum?” I kept on saying, more and more frantically each time until eventually I heard someone say, “Yes, Cunt, you may cum now.” I have never been so relieved in my whole life; nor have I ever made such animal noises as I grunted and screamed as I came over and over. Finally, Sandra took the magic wand thing off my clit and I started to ‘come down’. As I started to get control of my body back I realised that my face was still on the floor and my butt was high in the air. I looked round (as much as I could) and saw Tony’s feet close by. “At last Cunt; now get over there and onto that table. Tony pointed to the table that was in the middle of the room and I went over to it. Guessing that Tony wanted me to lay on it I did just that. “No Cunt,” Tony said, “Not like that’ across the table.” I swivelled round so that my butt was on one edge of the table and my head was hanging over the opposite side. “That’s better Cunt. Now bring your knees up to your tits, spread them wide and hold them like that.” Most of the people in the room would be able to see my pussy, wide open and dripping with my juices.
Tony must have realised that I was getting close to cumming because he said, “The cunt wants to cum; shall we let her?” He was right, I did want to cum; and soon. The problem was that quite a few of the ‘guests’ said, “No.” “Ask if you want to cum Cunt, and don’t you dare cum until I say you can.” Sandra and a whole series of guests tortured my clit and hole for what seemed like hours. I kept asking if I could cum but everyone kept saying, “No.” I was sweating and trembling. I’d heard of orgasm denial before but never considered that it would be that hard. I’d always just done what my body was telling me. “Please let me cum?” I kept on saying, more and more frantically each time until eventually I heard someone say, “Yes, Cunt, you may cum now.” I have never been so relieved in my whole life; nor have I ever made such animal noises as I grunted and screamed as I came over and over. Finally, Sandra took the magic wand thing off my clit and I started to ‘come down’. As I started to get control of my body back I realised that my face was still on the floor and my butt was high in the air. I looked round (as much as I could) and saw Tony’s feet close by. “At last Cunt; now get over there and onto that table. Tony pointed to the table that was in the middle of the room and I went over to it. Guessing that Tony wanted me to lay on it I did just that. “No Cunt,” Tony said, “Not like that’ across the table.” I swivelled round so that my butt was on one edge of the table and my head was hanging over the opposite side. “That’s better Cunt. Now bring your knees up to your tits, spread them wide and hold them like that.” Most of the people in the room would be able to see my pussy, wide open and dripping with my juices.
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