"This is an oral anesthetic."This is an oral anesthetic. It is benzocaine--not clove oil. It lasts just a few minutes. Every time you get close to an orgasm, I will put a little more on." It was the same anesthetic I had used earlier (ages ago) to suppress my gag reflex. I knew it would work perfectly on sensitive membranes--that's what it's intended for. I watched in dismay as he took out the vibrator and put a dab of it on my clitoris. He massaged it in, and put a liberal dose on my labia. After a couple of applications, I could barely feel him touch- ing me at all. By lifting my head I could just see the tops of my nether lips. They get kind of swollen when I am turned on. In fact, they were engorged and dripping. I could literally feel moisture trickle between my legs. But I couldn't feel my clitoris; I couldn't feel anything. I watched him put the vibrator back between my numbed lips. He pressed it solidly against me, and I felt the vibration in my hips, but I was too numb to feel the vibrator itself. He kept watch- ing. I was still panting, still very turned on, but groaning with disappointment every time I strained to recapture that edge.... After a few minutes he took a washcloth and wiped my clitoris free of the anesthetic, but I was still numb. "I can keep this up all night," he said. "Or, I could wash off the anesthetic, gag and blindfold you, and tie you suspended from the ceiling. Which would you rather?" "Ceiling?" I said. "Look up. See the extra rings?" I did. there were several new eye-rings in the ceiling. I had noticed them already. "I will put a harness on you--one you haven't seen yet, and suspend you from the ceiling by it. You will be floating above the bed, blindfolded, gagged, and spread-eagled. And you won't be able to stop having orgasms. "But you'll have to beg me for it. You'll have to convince me that you want it." He was still pressing on the front of the vibrator. I was begin- ning to feel it again. I tried to keep from reacting: maybe I could steal a secret orgasm. I wasn't exactly on the edge, but I could just barely see the beginning of an orgasm peeking around the corner when he took it out again, suddenly. It was almost a shock for the vibra- tion to stop. |