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"Do you think today you could be," Adhara started, tentatively, feeling her jaw frills flush hot as she grasped for the right way to put her request. "Could you be... meaner?"

Ashar blinked, his snout tipping to one side. She knew this was asking a lot of the dragon; he was gentle and sweet and always watching her so very attentively to be sure she was having a good time. Even if she wanted him to be mean, and told him it wasn't actually mean at all because she liked it, it would just be so unlike him! "How so?" he finally asked.

At least it was getting easier to admit her desires, to admit that she wanted to be tied up, dominated, controlled, all these compromising positions that were so very undragonlike for her to want! So she only hesitated for a moment before softly saying, "by, giving me pleasure but not letting me climax?"

He brushed the end of his tail against her own. "Hmmm. I think I could do that." She tried to keep from squirming in anticipation as he continued, "for how long? Do you want me to, say, tie you up and tease you for half an hour or so, and then let you? Or a little longer or shorter?"

"I-I-- I meant, not let me at all." She glanced at the open chest of restraits and toys in front of them. "Tie me up, tease me for a while. Then put my chastity belt on me so I can't get off until you remove it, and, not unlock it for a while?"

To her surprise, he smiled a little, and leaned his shoulder on hers while he gave her striped neck a gentle nuzzle. "You want to get yourself all worked up for a bigger release later? You know, at a certain point it doesn't really feel any better. And I want you to be enjoying yourself the whole time, not just when you finally get off."

Adhara couldn't keep herself from curling her claws, her tail twitching, feeling herself start to heat up from these thoughts of struggling, of teasing, even that he was right--finally cumming after getting pent up for a while could feel really amazing! But she pawed at the floor and said, "no, it's not that actually. It's that, for someone else to be in control of me like that--for it to not be up to me whether I orgasm, for my body to want it and for you to not let me, it feels really intense and it makes the bondage and the teasing so exciting..."

"I think I understand what you're saying," he said slowly. His tail slowly wound itself around her own. "But even when I untie you, you want me to put that belt on you without letting you climax? You don't want me to let you orgasm at all?"

Just the way he said it made her shudder and blush hotter, her frills tucking in against her neck. That was one of her fantasies, that she would lie in her nest squirming and imagining: to not be allowed to cum for weeks, for months, for ever, to be so pent up and longing but never allowed, always under the command of someone who would not let her... She fought down a little moan of desire, and hesitantly nodded to him. To him she was sure that would only mean a few days, but she could always struggle in bondage, lie there afterwards in her chastity and let herself pretend...

"Usually I think of a dragoness getting mad when a dragon plays with her and doesn't satisfy her, and you're asking for the opposite," he rumbled teasingly. "But I think I can do that, if you're sure."

"I-- I'm sure," she said. Her lust burned a little hotter. "Don't let me. Even if you ask me in an hour and I say I do. Even if I help you get off while you tease me," she said, and squirmed again remembering how his shaft, how his seed tasted on her tongue.

"Is that a request?" he asked her with a little smirk. He was starting to peek out of his slit, she noticed, and she took it as a good sign that what he clearly found an unusual request hadn't turned him off!

"I-- yes." Another little quiver, a soft moan too. That was another of her fantasies, and having to pleasure him and get him off while not being allowed to herself would make her feel so blissfully powerless and submissive and controlled... "And don't let me cum, and put me into chastity before you untie me."

He looked into her eyes, watching her closely, and it occurred to her that with their tails intertwined he could feel her every little tremble and squirm. "It seems like this sort of thing really excites you."

Gods it did. She blushed hotter still. How could he manage to push all her wriggly embarrassed buttons just by getting her to admit her desires?

"How long do you want to be locked in chastity?"

Adhara's hips rolled, pressing herself against the floor. "Nnnngh." How was she supposed to answer a question like that? Just how 'mean' could she get Ashar to be? And... how much did she really want to be tormented and pent up and denied? Forever, whispered the darkest and most intensely submissive recesses of her mind, but she pushed that aside with a shudder. Orgasms felt good, especially after having to wait for one, and anyway she was sure Ashar wouldn't go for that no matter how hard she might try to convince him she wanted it!

At last she said, "let's... start with a few days. Then we can see how I feel, if I want to get off by then, or if I want you to take it off, tease me, and lock me back up, or if we should keep the belt on a while longer?" This way she could find out how good a tease he was, how intense being denied and locked up after would really feel, if it was a bit more than she could actually handle or if she would love it and it would be just that perfect combination of powerlessness and frustration and she would never want it to end!

"As you wish," he said with a smile and a lick to one of her frills, and though he probably hadn't meant it to tease her it still served to remind the wriggly dragoness that she was asking to be tormented! "Let's start with this, shall we?" he went on, reaching into the chest to lift up the steel collar that sat atop the pile.

Adhara nodded, shivering again as he clasped it shut around the base of her neck, and meek and trembling in anticipation she submitted to the gear he picked out for her. Binders went over her wings, protecting the complex fragile limbs just as important as restraining them, the firm red ball gag went into her jaws--for now, he told her with a suggestive twist of his hips that made his half-hard cock bounce--then belts frogtied her hind limbs, a strap buckled around her midsection for him to cuff her mittened forepaws to, and he bound her tail between her wings.

"Everything comfy?" he asked her, as he always did, checking her from snout to tail to make sure all the buckles were pulled to the appropriate tightness. On her back with all her limbs bound, she definitely felt stuck, unable to unbend her hinds or pull her front paws away from her torso, even her tail trapped in place--most importantly, unable to reach between her hind legs! Where her sex felt hot, wet, eager for attention that by request she was about to get plenty of, but not enough of!

"Mmhmmmf," she nodded, her frills and the bridge of her snout still flushed hot.

His snout bobbed up and down with a pleased rumble, and he stretched himself out next to her, snuggling against her side, his shaft pressed against her haunch. "So the dragoness doesn't want to cum," he mused, nuzzling behind her jaw, his voice sliding into that smoother, deeper register that she might have found adorable if he ever used it while she wasn't tied up tight by his claws. "No matter how good it would feel. No matter how badly she wants it..."

His tailtip found its way to her cleft before she could figure out whether he wanted her to respond, trailing gently over her entrance from top to bottom and coaxing a little gasp out of her. Oh she was sensitive... Her hips rolled eagerly, but that was all he gave her for a little while, holding her bound body against his, purring into her ear as he licked her and nuzzled her, humped her thigh a little, continued to just gently stimulate her with a tail. Back and forth it teased, tracing the shape of her mound, prodding ever so gently at her lips as he cuddled her. This part at least he seemed to have no trouble with: essentially foreplay, like he was coaxing the two of them into the mood, but considering how hot she felt already her body yearned for a whole lot more! She moaned softly back to him, panting around her gag, her hind claws curling as she rolled her hips.

Ashar didn't move on for a surprisingly long time; only when she gave him a half-frustrated whimper did he at last start to use his tail more firmly, stroking a broader portion across her entrance, following the shape of her cleft almost like he was grinding his cock on her belly instead of her haunch. Even that, gentle as it was, was still enough to make her lie back and groan, from the slightest press deeper into her and the gentle graze across her clit! Again she tried to hump him, again it did so little, but thankfully he seemed about done with his tail for now. Instead he let one front paw slip down her underside, past her own restrained paws, very nearly tickling her underbelly from how lightly the tips of his claws trailed over her scales, then he began to fondle her. His digits parted her, teased, a claw pressing in long enough to let a little of how wet she was spill out!

Her little gasps and huffs of desire ramped up to a high muffled groan when he started to roll one digit back and forth across her clit. "Mmmnh. Mmmmhhhf. Mmmm! Hhhmmm, Hhhnnnrrf..." Her claws clenched tight again and her tail twitched, her haunches rocked back and forth in lust, she was burning hot and she had barely even struggled yet, barely even been pleasured properly yet...

His sharp front teeth dug into her neck a little, making her quiver and whine softly, looking back at him with a wide eye-- But in exchange for that dominant, sweetly painful grip his claw grew much firmer in its attention! Her bound hind legs tensed and then splayed apart again, she quivered from snout to tailtip as back and forth and firmly he stroked that sensitive mound. She closed her eyes, she clenched her jaws on the ball gag and she moaned for him, that felt good, yes, yes, more! He seemed perfectly willing to oblige her, huffing softly as he held her, his own hard flesh grinding slowly back and forth against her flank as he fingered her steadily more, and more, and then stopped.

"Mmmmnnh! Mmmmm! Mmmmmmghhh..." She yanked briefly on her bondage and then the grip of his fangs tightened, just a bit, as if she could have really forgotten her position with all of her limbs strictly bound! Drooling past the gag, she lay back against the floor with a groan of frustration--and of pleasure, that he'd teased her well and left her wanting and for a few moments the pleasure had made her forget that she'd told him not to get her off! It was a thrilling, sweet sort of frustration that just made her yearn for more, her hips writhing and only grinding her sex against empty air, her body quivering from tension that only more pleasure could sate...

"Mmmmh. This is fun," Ashar rumbled into her ear. He stroked her with his paw again, a few more seconds of intense focused stimulation that she only got to enjoy just long enough to feel like she might be able to pick up where she'd left off before he stopped again! He lifted his snout to watch her restrained writhing, her expression that she knew had to look awfully pleading, and he hadn't even properly edged her yet! "If you hadn't told me you like this, it'd be awfully hard not to just mount you... You just look like you need it so badly." He purred, and thrust much more firmly against her hind leg for emphasis, giving a little pleased groan of his own.

She felt a ripple of longing run through her sex, just thinking of his dragonhood claiming her, plunging in deep and filling her and thrusting hard-- "Mmmmhhhf..!"

"But you told me to make you wait, so wait you will. In the meantime, I bet this will be even more fun." He stood up, and for a moment she thought he might be about to take her gag out for her to put her maw to work already, but instead he shuffled far enough away to settle down on his belly at her hindquarters, nosing at one of her tense, squirming hind paws before nuzzling between her hind legs instead.

Another moan of desire. Ashar was good with his maw, she knew that quite well already! He didn't waste time either; after nosing her a couple of times he lapped his tongue along her slit, following the path his tail had taken not too long ago only once or twice before it started to probe deeper. He gently parted her lips, tasted her, spread her just enough to make her recall being firmly eaten out before withdrawing once more to lick, lick, pause, and then kiss right atop her clit.

"Mmmmmhhf!" Adhara's back arched, she wriggled almost like a snake, her head lolling to the side and drool leaking from the corner of her parted, ball-filled jaws. More, please, yes Ashar, that felt good! He obliged her, sparks of sensation dancing through her--then pulses of it, then waves, as he gradually worked his way up from just gently teasing, to giving her firmer licks, to subjecting her to all that powerful stimulation she'd longed for! She panted and she moaned and her striped sides heaved for breath as he pleasured her, "mmmmh, mmmmh mmmmmmf, mmmmnnngh..." It was just what her body craved, and she humped his nose, she moaned through her gag, she quivered and she twitched as he worked her up so skillfully.

And then he stopped!

This time Adhara yowled in frustration, very nearly thrashing in her bonds from the sudden lack of stimulation. She'd been close, she'd been almost there--she couldn't break free and do it herself--! "Mmmmm! Mmmgh! Hhhmmhhrrrf!" she gasped, and then flinched and trembled and groaned when he got back to work. He was just lapping around her clit now, firm but slow strokes of his flat wet tongue, sending those steady low ripples of pleasure coursing through her--they sure did a good job of showing her just how horny he'd made her, but they weren't enough to set her off despite how close she was! The near-edging made her shudder and wriggle and try her best to hump him, her claws curling and all her limbs straining against their bonds, but she couldn't make him speed up, she couldn't do it herself, couldn't cum, "mmmmhhhh!" She had expected, hoped this sort of play would make her feel this helpless, but it felt even more intense--that he was using her own body and her own desires against her, that he could get her so horny, so worked up and needing release and she might not have been able to stop herself from craving it even if she wanted to! She struggled, but she was trapped, her body already nearly begging to cum and so marvelously powerless in her bondage, couldn't climax or push him away or control herself at all.

He kept it up for a minute or two, or perhaps ten; it was hard to keep track of time with him teasing her like that! But at last he stopped, gave her a little break, and she slumped down shaking gently, burning hot with need and gasping for breath. Pant. Moan. Wiggle. Her paws all tested the restraints, one at a time, but there was no way she was getting anything free to touch herself, unless she curled up to try to nuzzle herself to orgasm somehow, and it would be so trivial for him to stop her! She lifted her snout, groaned, looking down at his smiling snout, his own rolling hips where he gently pressed his cock to the floor, and the wet mess between her hinds that was partially his drool and partially hers. "Mmmmff..!"

He nuzzled her mound again, purring. "I'd say I got you pretty close that time. I'd ask if you were sure you didn't want to cum, but you already told me not to let you, so I think that answers that question."

His touch made her shudder again, and the reminder of her position. She was starting to want it, having been brought that close and held there that long--and she wasn't going to get it, not for days at least! But it was too late to change her mind, to make him stop--without making the safety motion anyway, but she hurriedly pushed that out of her mind--and she couldn't help making a pleading whine when he teased her some more! It took no time at all to get her body focused right back on the pleasure again, of how good it felt and how good an orgasm would feel and how much she wanted it--of how close she was--

This time Adhara really did get right to the edge, to the point that there was no way she wasn't about to have a fantastic orgasm, when the pleasure stopped and despite how her body teetered on the brink, so very close and so convinced that just the lightest of touches could set her off, she just couldn't quite get there! She thrashed and she thrust at empty air and she struggled, gasping, biting down hard on her gag, as if just the thrill of being helplessly bound and teased would be enough to push her over the edge but despite that needy tension, despite her shudders and her writhes and her muffled pleading moans she couldn't touch herself and couldn't make him touch her... Not until she'd given up and slumped back down. Then he started those slow firm licks again, the pleasure so intoxicating, showing her how close she was, how desperately she wanted it, and that so long as she was so tightly bound for him to tease she couldn't have it... "Mmh-hhh-hhmmmmf," she half-sobbed in frustration, writhing, huffing, hating and loving it at the same time that he could control her and deny her and use her own lust against her like this! Part of her pleaded for orgasm while the rest felt more blissfully powerless than ever before, reveling in the denial and the torment even as every stroke of his tongue over her clit sent another wave of need through her.

She loved it, she loved it, this was so intense and amazing and her helplessness and lust were so overpowering, could he just make her feel this way every time instead of getting her off, could he edge her and deny her over and over and not let her cum ever again!

Adhara could have finished the session there and been plenty--well, exactly as unsatisfied as she'd hoped for or perhaps even more unsatisfied than she could have imagined in her wildest dreams! But he wasn't done. He edged her again, and again, and somehow one more time, never quite getting her off, getting even more skilled at drawing her to the brink and even holding her there for an excruciating minute where she forgot to even breathe as she bucked and humped and struggled in vain to get that orgasm he refused to give her! When at last he relented she could barely even think, between the war of her mind against her body, of ecstasy against frustration, of wanting to feel this way forever clashing against desperate need for an orgasm...

"Mmmmmgh. Mmmmh. Mmmmmmnnngh. Lllmmmf, lllmmm mmmhhf..." she began, before she realized he'd stopped teasing her and was tugging on the straps of her gag. Out it came as she gasped, "Ashar, aa-aahhn--!"

He nosed at her cheek, rumbling, his orange-gold eyes on hers. "Still don't want to cum?"

She moaned. Her whole hindquarters shivered in longing. Gods she did, and she didn't, she was hot and aching and so pent up! "I-I... nnnnnh..."

"It sounds like you're tempted. I must be doing a good job, hmm?" He smiled, nuzzled her, and purred.

"Nh, yes," she breathed, writhing a little, her hips rolling uselessly.

"Good to hear. Those moans of yours sounded awfully eager... Now it's your turn."

She moaned as he straddled her, his big hard shaft thrust into her vision. Oh yes it was, the edging and denial had sent her deep into her most submissive moods and she longed to return the favor--without the teasing--and please her master, her dom, the dragon who could make her feel this amazing! Lifting her snout she wasted no time; a couple of firm licks to his flesh, starting at his tip and sliding halfway down his shaft, then she took him into her jaws and started to suck. Ashar moaned in pleasure but despite how aroused he surely was he didn't hump her, he let her take her time working her way down to his slit and rested his weight gently atop her as she started to bob her head.

"Mmmmmh. Yessss. Good girl." She closed her eyes and moaned around his cock, he knew what that phrase did to her! Her hind claws curled, and she kept sucking, pulling back nearly to his tip and taking a deep breath before filling her maw with him again, her tongue sliding firmly over it all the while. He had done so well and she wanted to return the favor, give him all the pleasure she could to show her appreciation--and feel even subbier, by getting him off while so needy herself!

But then another jolt of sensation rocked her: even now, with her jaws wrapped around his dragonhood, he still teased her! She shuddered beneath him and groaned past his shaft as his tongue found her cleft once again, bringing her urgent need right back to the front of her mind. But even as the pleasure coursed through her she was occupied by his cock in her jaws, she couldn't let how good his tongue felt distract her from what she was doing and tease him through lack of focus, she had to just let the stimulation tease her while she concentrated on pleasing the dragon! So she couldn't try to manage her arousal, she couldn't try to remind herself that she wasn't going to cum--as unsuccessful as it might have been--and the more she suckled him the more he worked her up once more, teasing, nuzzling, firmly lapping at every achingly sensitive spot he could find. Her limbs twitched and her hips rolled, she could barely find space to breathe between sucking on him and trying to moan in need; he'd started to thrust, and she took his full length into her maw to suckle and lick and let him use her.

Being so occupied by his dragonhood only made her next edging still more intense. He brought her closer, and closer, and the nearer she grew the gentler he became, her arousal surging, whole body tensing up, and when just slow gentle licks were not enough to set her off--when he stopped entirely just to be sure she didn't orgasm!--once more she shook, she quivered and trembled and all her claws clenched tight. The bondage held her, her submission kept her sucking on him, even as need and denial wracked her hot aching sex she tried to pleasure him; she could not think, she could not breathe, could not break free of her restraints, she could not cum--

But he could, and he did. He stopped edging her to groan, "Adhara, nnnh, yes--" and then his shaft pulsed in her jaws, and he humped her snout in short rough jerks as she brought him to climax. He loosed his seed deep into her maw and it was all she could do to gulp it down, twitching and shuddering in her own need all the while. Thankfully his orgasm was over quickly and then she could let her head loll to the side and gasp for air, her sides heaving, her body shaking, the overwhelmed dragoness unable to form words, to focus, she could do nothing but writhe and quiver and breathe.

When she finally recovered enough to lift her head, he gave her a little nuzzle, smiling in satisfaction so plain it nearly forced her to think of how incredible an orgasm of her own would feel right now, and she shook, she humped the air, she strained to do something... and collapsed back down, spent and trapped and needy. "N-nnnh. Fuck. Ashar..."

He tilted his snout. "And you're sure you don't want to cum?"

The temptation was too great this time, that last denial had left her far too needy, she couldn't even stop to consider the potential that he would give her what she was asking for regardless of earlier instructions-- "I do. Nnghh. Please let me cum..."

He hesitated, and now that she'd said it she could see his mind working--did he do what she was asking now or what she had asked before? Would he get her off or deny her, would his gentleness and kindness and what he was watching from her now override his instructions... Adhara wasn't even sure what she really wanted herself, the edging and the denial had felt amazing and locking her up would just continue that powerless pent-up feeling but now she felt so unbearably needy and an orgasm would feel so good-- She quivered again, she weakly struggled and her hips rolled and she moaned.

"I'd love to, but you told me not to let you." He slid her belt over with his tail and lifted it up; she moaned, she writhed and whined softly, but she didn't safety out of it, she didn't try to cover her sex with her hind legs, she just gave him her neediest, most pleading look, which somehow he managed not to relent to. "You told me to lock you up," he purred instead, "to seal this away, and make you wait." He traced the shape of her mound with a paw, slow and gentle, and then lowered the belt between her hinds, the snug curved plate nestling into place, cool rigid steel cupping her sex; the sensation made her whimper and shiver all over in longing, but she watched quietly as he wrapped the clasps around her waist and the base of her tail and locked it shut.

"Nnnnngh." Her whole body flinched when the lock snapped closed, and her hips rolled again, but it was even more useless now with the belt sealing her cleft away.

Ashar snuggled in against her side once more, nuzzling firmly behind one of her jaw frills, purring loudly, and this time when his paw reached down he only fondled steel, teasing around its edges but not giving--not able to give--even the briefest of touches where she desperately wanted them. Again she moaned, and she wriggled against the dragon, tugging fruitlessly on her bonds and then lying back with a helpless huff of denial.

"So did I do a good job?"

"Ugh. Gods Ashar, that, that was..." She could feel herself blushing again. "That was perfect. That was so amazing. I-- I really need to cum, but..."

He cocked his head to one side when she hesitated. "But?"

Adhara shivered again, her slit burning hot still underneath the chastity belt, aching and wet with lust... Orgasms felt so good but to her that edging had felt better and it all rushed out of her at last: "But I loved it. I loved not getting off. Nnnngh. You made me feel so good and I loved feeling so helpless and frustrated and I want more of it."

"I'm glad you liked it, but-- I don't want to torture you, and you did ask before I locked you up..." He nosed at her cheek, concerned.

"I know... But needing it and being told no like that was maybe one of the best parts." She squirmed against him and moaned, still so needy, still tied up. "Maybe next time you should get me off properly. But I am definitely going to want you to do this again."

He hugged her tightly. "Mmmmm. I will say, it was getting pretty hard to say no to you... but hearing you describe it like that instead of just moaning through a gag might make it easier for me. And you know I'll never say no to a blowjob from you," he teased. "Now how about I let you out and go hunt us a snack? You must be exhausted."

He untied her--except for her collar, and that chastity belt, of course--and she stretched and sprawled out on the cliff outside her cave with a long, pent-up sigh as he flew off to find some prey. She was still uncomfortably warm under her tail but as her arousal slowly faded she felt nearly as satisfied as if she'd really cum after all, having felt so much pleasure, so much arousal and enjoyed it so dearly... She purred, feeling the breeze play over her scales, and idly rubbed her belted hips against the stone.

Maybe she could wait longer than just a few days for her next orgasm after all...