My denial fantasy

I need to be edged relentlessly for days on end, my body turned into a torture device of pure, unfiltered lust. Tie me up tight with rough ropes that dig into my skin, binding my wrists above my head to the bedposts and my ankles spread wide apart, leaving me exposed and helpless like a pathetic whore begging for release that never comes. Blindfold me so all I have is the overwhelming sensation of every touch, every tease, every edge that drives me insane.

Start by teasing my cock for hours, stroking it slow and deliberate with lubedup hands that make me throb and leak precum like a waterfall. But don't you dare let me cum ever, that's the whole point. Every time I get close, that familiar swell in my balls building up, slap them hard, make them sting like hell. Squeeze them tight in your fist until I whimper and beg, my voice cracking as the pain shoots through me, forcing me back from the brink. Do it over and over, slap after slap, until my sack is red and swollen, aching so bad I can barely think straight.

Force feed me my own precum. Collect it from the tip of my dripping cock with your fingers or a spoon, shoving it into my mouth and making me swallow every drop. Make me lick it off your fingers, taste that salty, sticky mess that's pouring out of me, humiliating me as I choke it down. Tell me what a filthy slut I am for producing so much of it, for craving this torture like the depraved animal I am. Keep going until my mouth is coated in it, until I'm gagging and moaning for more, my mind fracturing under the endless denial.

Then, fuck me in the ass with a massive strap-on, pounding me deep and hard while my cock throbs and leaks even more. Shove it in without mercy, stretching my hole wide open, making me feel every inch as it hits that sweet spot inside that sends electric shocks through my body. My dick will be bouncing with every thrust, precum dripping down onto my stomach, forming a puddle beneath me as I writhe and strain against the ropes. But just as I start to lose control, edge building like a tidal wave, slap my balls again, harder this time, twist them until tears stream down my face. Make me scream, "Please, no more!" but don't stop, keep fucking me raw, denying me that release until I'm a quivering mess.

Do this for days. Edge me every hour, every minute, until time blurs into an endless cycle of build up and denial. Use vibrators on my cock head, ice cubes to cool me down when I'm too close, feathers to tickle and torment my oversensitive skin. Whisper dirty shit in my ear, telling me how worthless I am, how I'll never get to cum, how this is all I deserve. Watch as my brain starts to break. first, I'll beg incoherently, then the words will fade into animalistic grunts and moans, my body convulsing as the frustration turns me into a mindless, horny beast.

Keep going until I'm nothing but a drooling, leaking wreck, my cock leaking and pulsating, balls heavy and abused, ass sore from the relentless pounding. Deny me over and over and over again, until all I can do is grunt like a wild animal in heat, moaning pathetically for something I'll never get. Make it so filthy, so degrading, that I forget who I am, lost in the haze of endless edging, my entire world reduced to the throbbing ache between my legs. Force me to the edge of madness, where every denied orgasm shatters me a little more, until I'm yours completely, a broken toy begging for the torment to never end.