Making Bea Beg
Sometimes the only thing better than being allowed to cum, is being allowed to almost cum over, and over again. <3
This story was written as Day 19 of Kinktober 2019 for Technophile. Today's theme was Edging, and the story contains F/F sex between consenting adults, with edging aplenty.
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"[b]Please!![/b]"
Bea's scream echoed out across the cabin in which she and Gatomon lived, the human android thrashing wildly in the restraints holding her upper body aloft while she watched her digimon lover kneeling on the ground, bowed forward and slowly, tortuously licking at the nether regions of her disconnected but still wired in, physically receptive lower body. The cry she let loose in that moment wasn't just an expression of her pleasure though. It wasn't just about how good it felt to have the android feline's tongue lapping steadily and repeatedly at her clitoris, though that did feel absolutely phenomenal. The reason she was so out of her mind with desperation was because this wasn't the first time she'd felt herself being worked towards the very brink of a truly unparalleled climax by Gatomon that day. Nor was it the second time, nor the third, the fourth, the fifth or... quite honestly, Bea had no idea how many times she'd [i]almost[/i] cum at this point. All she could think about was how many times she [i]had[/i] cum in the three hours since the first time Gatomon had driven her to the edge and left her hanging there, so close yet an eternity away from the satisfaction her body and mind craved with equal potency.
Zero.
That was why she was screaming, why she was pleading with the woman she loved so very loudly and desperately. Because Gatomon had already won. Gatomon had already beaten her. Broken her. Got her to admit everything that the digimon wanted to hear from her, and to [i]believe[/i] it too. Yet still, Gatomon apparently wanted more. [i]Needed[/i] something more from the woman she loved, before she was willing to grant her the orgasm that she craved.
This time though, maybe the intensity, the sincerity of her pleas would be enough. She was so close. So soaking wet as she watched the plastic tube leading from the fluid synthesis unit in her upper body all the way down to her lower body upon the floor with Gatomon ripple with a constant flow of liquid; a steady trickle of arousal drooling out between her motionless, disconnected legs. Her body was so ready to cum that maybe this time even if Gatomon meant to stop, she wouldn't do it in time. She'd deliver one lick, one teasing caress to Bea's aching clit too many, and intentionally or otherwise would send her lover to heights of dizzying rapture like she had never, ever known before.
It was going to happen.
It was.
It [i]was[/i].
It fucking [b]had to[/b].
Gatomon swept her tongue across Bea's clitoris one more time, and as the pokemon trainer let slip an echoing, frantic wail of only momentarily premature rapture...
"Yes!! Yes! Please! G-gonna cum! Ohhhgodfuck, I'm gonna! I'm gonna!! I... yes! Do it, please! Please! A-a-[i]aahhhhhhhhhhh[/i]!"
...she pulled away, sitting upright, and turning her full attention to the expression upon Bea's face.
Bea's scream trailed off into a guttural, horrified groan as she found herself so perfectly certain that she was going to cum... then found herself just a fraction of an instant away from the tipping point. Her eyes bulged. Her muzzle fell wide open in a fresh, silent wail only to gawp and slide open and shut a few times like a fish that had been lifted out of the water. And then...
"O-ohh... god, Gato. Thank you."
Gatomon giggled. It was incredible, watching Bea's mind shift like that. She scrambled to her feet, stepped over the pokemon trainer's lower body, and rose up on her tiptoes to bring her head level with where Bea's upper body was hanging, face to face with the woman she loved.
"I-it feels so..."
The bound, helpless doll moaned, only to trail off and smile, craning her neck forward with a soft whimper, and sighing in joyous relief when Gatomon tilted her head just the tiniest bit further forward, and granted her that kiss she craved.
"It [i]feels[/i]."
Bea murmured, closing her eyes as her upper body trembled, Gatomon's soft paws caressing her bare, sensitive flanks, stroking the smooth plastic but activating countless tactile sensors beneath the outer layer of that more firm structural material.
"I... I [i]feel[/i] so many things. I love you. I... I hate you too, for not letting me cum. I want it to be over. To cum and then be spent, be finished. But, I want it to last forever too. For the pleasure to just keep on happening. Because, e-even though it's hell getting so close and not cumming, i-it... it's almost more intense, more overwhelming that way than if I did cum. Coz, once that happens, it's over. But this way, e-every time, it's more intense. It's just... it's everything. Oh, god. Gato. Y-you're giving me [i]everything[/i]. I'm feeling [b]everything[/b] and it's... it's real."
She beamed at her digimon lover, and trembled once more as Gatomon smiled warmly back, nodded, and stroked the side of her face with the soft, padded back of one of her large, plump paws.
"I love seeing you like this, Bee-bee."
Gatomon purred back.
"And, I don't just mean horny as hell, although..."
She teased playfully, both women grinning at one another before Gatomon kissed her bound, needy lover once more and picked up where she'd left off.
"I wish I could bottle this feeling for you. How connected you are, how much you believe in everything your body's telling you, a-and your heart too. I wish I could make you feel this way in a moment, without having to do it the long way round."
Bea giggled, nodded, then stopped and actually thought about that for a moment before shaking her head.
"I... I kinda don't wish that. I know what you mean, a-and... I wish I didn't take so much convincing to believe that my feelings are real, a-and meaningful when I'm having a bad day. But, the fact it takes time and effort, t-the fact that it's when we invest time and energy and emotion and pleasure into one another that I feel my most alive and real and so, so happy to be that way, here with you? That's what [b]makes[/b] it real. Even if you could open me up and re-wire me so every orgasm felt like it happened after three hours of holding me on the brink, no matter how long it actually took, it wouldn't be the same. It wouldn't be the same because I'd know it was just electronics circumventing the actual intended process. So... I'm glad it takes time, and I'm so thankful that you're willing to take the time and energy to help me. J-just... just like I'm glad to have you hold me back like this, no matter how fucking much I really, r-[i]really[/i] want to cum."
Nodding warmly at her lover's words, and smirking only at the last comment, Gatomon kissed Bea lovingly once again, before stepping back from the still bound and dangling pokemon trainer.
"Hey, Bee-bee?"
She took a step back, away from Bea's upper body, and towards her still motionless, dripping lower half.
"Y-yeah, Gato?"
The digimon android grinned, and licked her lips as she dropped to her knees once more, returning to her vigil upon the nether regions of her beloved partner.
"Beg me to make you cum one more time."
Bea's eyes bulged, and her body quaked within the rubber coated wires holding her in place.
"I... I... y-you're not gonna tease me again? Because... I know I said I loved it, a-and I do, but... that'd just be cruel if you're actually [i]asking[/i] me to beg."
Gatomon just shrugged, grinned, and leaned down to plant an ever so gentle kiss upon the plastic mound of Bea's pussy.
"Beg."
She whispered once again, and giggled when moments later she heard the other android draw in a ragged facsimile of breath, then speak with complete, total and all consuming sincerity.
"Please, Gatomon. L-love of my life. Please... oh, god. Fucking [i]please[/i], I... I'm asking you. I'm [b]begging[/b] you, Gatomon. Please, let me cum. [b]Make[/b] me cum. I need it. A-and... more importantly than that, I really, really fucking [i]want[/i] it. So, please."
Gatomon beamed.
She licked her lips one final time, winked teasingly to the dangling, whimpering form of her lover, and a split-second later buried her face greedily between Bea's glistening, dripping thighs; determined not to emerge from amidst them again until she heard Bea begging once again, though this time not for release... but for a break from orgasm after orgasm after orgasm after wild, merciless, non-stop mind bending orgasm.
By Jeeves
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