Thoughts on "orgasm denial"

There are lots of number tricks that a person can do if the inclination strikes... Here's one: by the time we get to the end of April next year, our clan will have achieved a cumulative "age" of 160 years. Oh goody!

One thing that you can read about pretty regularly, if you read much about people involved in power exchange, is orgasm control or orgasm denial or restriction or somesuch. There are as many variations and reasons for the practice as there are people who engage in it. Sometimes it is about punishment. Sometimes it is about establishing control and a sense of power and ownership. Sometimes it is about upping the ante and increasing the intensity when "things" are restored after a period of abstinence...

It is not a place that we have ever gone together. For this, I am now, deeply and everlastingly grateful.

Whatever the rationale for the practice, each time I read about it here lately, I find myself with an increasing sense of disquiet and angst. I keep fighting back the surging bile that comes boiling up in me, and gasping down the urge to shriek at all the randy, arrogant young fools who are wasting the riches that nature has so profligately bestowed on their unappreciative souls.

Let me assure each and every female submissive and slave that ever chances upon these pages-- permanent and irreversible orgasm denial is, most likely, your destiny. Whether it comes to you naturally in the course of time, or suddenly and surgically, time will still the hormonally driven engine that makes it possible to reach the heights which you now, by times, choose (or have someone allow to choose for you) not to scale when you have the power to do so.

I fully and completely understand the urge; the compulsion, the willingness to submit to the power and control of One who owns "body and soul." I know the joy of falling fully into the embrace of surrender and submission. I also know the sense of futility that comes when one looks back at a path that cannot be walked ever again and realizes what cannot be retrieved from the mists of the past. I only hope that those who are years behind me along the age curve; who are still young and fresh and wet and responsive and horny as hell, will heed me well -- live this part of your life to the absolute fullest: fuck joyously, take all the pleasure that you can from every moment and every sensation, revel in your bodies and your lusts and the sensations that rock through your lives. Scream and grunt and sweat and squirt and then do it all again -- as often and as long as you possibly can. Don't waste a single moment. Do that much for me, please. If that would happen, the last year would have not been for nothing.

swan