The Journey or the Destination?

 I'm sure most if not all new comers to chastity find themselves asking this question.  Is it the waiting or the eventual orgasm that is better?  I know most have answered this for themselves a long time but I'm still exploring.

When we first started, my chastity cycles were no more than a week.  This more or less jived with our "regular" sex schedule.  Saturdays just seemed to become the day for such activities and she continued that into chastity.  We'd occasionally engage during the week but for the most part, Saturday was sex day.

The difference between then and now is one, I was masturbating.  I'd jack off at least a couple times a week so what I was really looking forward to was having an orgasm she induced.  And two, she never used to tease me so relentlessly as she does now!  It's daily and often quite intense and makes the abstinence sooooo much harder!  A week sure seemed like a long longer time than it used to!

We got out of cycle and I was given an orgasm on a Tuesday.  As a result, Mistress declared I had to wait until the next Sunday before I could cum again.  That would make twelve days.  I can't remember the last time, prior to all of this of course, that I went a week without an orgasm let alone twelve days!  It was thrilling and intimidating.  And knowing the day?  That was another level of mindfuck.  It gave me a goal but simultaneously made time seem to drag by.

And of course the teasing ratcheted up.  There was day, about mid-way through the cycle when she had me stand before her, she was sitting.  She teased my panty-covered cock until it strained and soaked the fabric.  Then much to my surprise she pulled it from it's lacey confines and ever so slowly swallowed it into her mouth.  When her lips touched my belly she purred contentedly and I shuddered.  Then she slowly slid her lips back along the shaft, caressed my swollen head with her tongue and let it pop out.  Her lips and my cock shimmered as she looked up into my eyes.  She'd put on a very innocent and vulnerable look.  A look that said all I had to do was reach  out and grab her head and thrust my eager cock back into her mouth.

I almost did too.  It was just reflexive and natural and she, of course, knew it.  I hate to imagine what would've happened had I done it.  She slowly stroked my cock and in a sultry voice asked, "Do you want to cum boi?"  Again, she knew just how difficult such a seemingly easy question was going to be to answer.  It was all part of the torment.

Of course I did!  But I also very much didn't.  I mumbled something to that effect and she giggled.  She let go of my cock and it bounced as she sat back,  It was over but cock throbbed and bounced up and down and this pleased Mistress to no end.  She sent me away.

Then Saturday came and she embarked on a full day of D/s for us.  Each hour I was to present myself to her and each time I did, I was instructed to pull down my panties and turn so that my bare bottom faced her.  Then I received the corresponding number of lashes from her quirt as it was the hour.  So at 7am, I got seven lashes, at 8am, I got eight and so on.  This continued until noon when she decided she wanted a nap.  Before laying down she rubbed and teased my cock until long shimmering strands of precum dripped from the head and stuck to my inner thighs until it looked like a spiderweb.  She'd spin them around the tip of her finger and feed it to me.  Once satisfied that she'd worked me into yet another frenzy, she abruptly stopped and laid down for her nap without another word.

From then on I was teased and spanked repeatedly until the evening hours.  I was so worked up it was insane and I had to wait until the next day.  Or so I thought.

I think Mistress got herself worked up to and eventually she called me over to her and yanked down my panties.  She plunged my cock into her warm wet mouth and sucked me with earnest.

After forcing myself not to cum for so many days and so many times, it took a bit for my mind to flip the switch.  There was no question she intended to let me cum and the eager slurping just confirmed that.  My orgasm began to build all around my groin and seemed to rumble out through legs and into my stomach.  It was slow and steady and I was groaning loudly and uncontrollably which only drove her harder.

I began to shudder slightly and my entire was consumed with pleasure.  When the release finally arrived it was mind blowing.  A came so hard and for so long!  Mistress had to back off my cock just to take it all and maintain her composure.  Over and over my cum pumped out and my body shook.

It was one of if not the greatest orgasm I've ever experienced.  I'll declare the best because I can't think of another that rivaled it and I would remember such a thing.

I've never had an orgasm that intense and that took so long to arrive and then lasted so long once it did.  It was amazing and made the wait and teasing so worthwhile.

Certainly it was that waiting and teasing that accounted for the experience and I immediately wanted to restart the clock!  This time though, she declared the wait would be much longer...