For ever

Suppose that, instead of orgasm denial lasting for a day, or a week, or even a little more (hard enough for most girls, I think), just suppose it lasted much, much longer. Suppose it lasted for a month, or even several months. That would be a real test of obedience. This would put any girl, even the most submissive, on her mettle. I can imagine the whining and mewling, the heartfelt pleas for mercy, the anguished cries of frustration, even the anger at the unfairness of it all. But maybe, if you have submissive leanings and denial is something you respond to (I don’t say welcome; I don’t think any girl wants it, not really, it’s just that when it’s imposed it has its compensations…), then even such a draconian regime might be bearable, given enough training, given enough determination by the dom, that you will bend the knee to him, no matter how much you protest.

But, now I’m going to ask you to think the unthinkable. What I’ve been talking about up till now is not unimaginable, even though probably 99% of submissive girls would never volunteer for anything as severe as a period of denial lasting several months. But just suppose instead of a fixed-term embargo on orgasm, that he decreed a life sentence. Suppose he said, you are never going to come again. You will get close to it, you will never stop wanting it, but orgasm will always be denied. Without exception. Without time off for good behaviour. Without any prospect of release. This is what I want, and I think that, however much you resist, you want and need it too. Ultimately you will thank me, after you have stopped hating me.

Is this, do you think, the way that madness lies? Could only a lunatic try to implement such complete and utter control? And would only a lunatic accept it? I’ll say one thing; it’s certainly a game-changer, isn’t it? No more negotiations. No more, if I am a very good girl, if I say pretty please, will you let me come? No more counting down the days until the end of the period of denial, dreaming of the mother of all orgasms once the ban is lifted. Just an endless future of orgasmlessness stretching out in front of you.

Of course there would be pleasure. It’s not that you couldn’t masturbate. He’d let you touch, from time to time, just so long as he trusted you to stop before it was too late. There would be other pleasures too. The pleasure of pain, for example, that deep-down need you have to be whipped until your ass is red and raw, or have your nipples twisted until the sweat breaks out on your brow. There would be the pleasure of servicing his orgasms. Because don’t think that for one moment he’s going to join you in denial, out of some spirit of fellow-feeling. On the contrary, knowing that you are denied only arouses him the more.

And then of course there is the purest pleasure of all, the pleasure of knowing that you are doing his will. That you are making this supreme sacrifice for him, the renunciation of that moment of jouissance, that spasm of ecstasy. You become a nun, one of the sisters of submission, dedicating yourself to service, denying yourself the relief of your desires in perpetuity. (If you’d like to do a little reading round this topic, I suggest you go here: http://agonizingabstinence.blogspot.com/)

Of course the dom that makes you do this recognises his responsibilities. It’s a tough ask, no? So he vows to give you all the time and attention that you need if your resolve is not to weaken. He knows how much this is costing you, how very, very hard it will be. And he’s willing to dedicate himself to managing you. He knows that in exchange for your sacrifice you will need reassurance, encouragement, praise, admiration. He’s not going to issue his edict and then park you somewhere on your own, locked in a cold dark cell (though maybe a secret part of you might even welcome that; I have never under-estimated the perversity of submissive girls). He’s going to make you feel it’s worth it, making the ultimate sacrifice.

Thinking about all this, I begin to wonder if being under sentence of permanent orgasm-denial would give one a whole new perspective on physical pleasure, and on submission. You wouldn’t be quite the same person, would you? I suspect it would affect every aspect of your sexuality, which would be no longer goal-oriented (when can I come again? is this going to get me off quicker? etc, etc). Instead, it’s about reaching a particular state of mind, what the religious call a state of grace. What that would feel like I’m not quite sure. I‘d need to talk to a girl who had achieved it. But I don’t think that is likely any time soon. Even though the idea of it might intrigue you, I don’t think I’ve sold you on it, have I.