The Wartenberg Wheel

Week 20: Monday
Following my success at Miss V's naughty soiree my tasks for the week are looking quite manageable. Each day I need to make a new contact with a potential playmate via an online profile and also I will receive a daily orgasm at a time and in a manner as chosen by A.

It took me a bit of searching to find a prospective lass to make an overture to last night, I was probably in a finicky mood. However I did finally find a likely lass and send off what I believe was a well worded personalised message. We'll see if anything comes of it - I'm certainly not holding my breath.

Then of course there was my due orgasm. It was right before bed when A told me he wanted to inspect my arse. I knelt on the bed and waited for him. He carefully checked my slight bruises, occasionally pressing one and asking if it hurt. They were slightly tender but not really painful at all. After this he told me to remain where I was and I heard him digging around our toys to find something to use on me.

I had my suspicions about what he'd chosen and they were totally confirmed when I felt the first goosebump-lifting touch of the Wartenberg Wheel. A used it on me in a scattered way - a quick touch here, a soft roll here, a harder press there. As I was facing away from him I didn't know where the next sensation would come from. He would press it hard on my back, making me jump in shock and then touch my pussy with it's blunt end. My body, expecting pain, would jump and I would gasp and hiss not knowing what was coming and despite my implicit trust in A, I was fearful.

He teased me like this for a while, testing my reactions and watching me squirm and dive, teasing me with the wheel then taunting my pussy with strokes of his fingers. He told me to turn over, and to close my eyes. It was hard to keep them closed, not knowing what was coming, but I did not peek. More sweet torture with the wheel, over my breasts, leg, stomach and ever so lightly on my pussy itself.

A told me to hold my pussy open and I complied, using both hands. He then gave me what I was dying for, rubbing my soaking pussy as I moaned with appreciation. He continued to tease me with the wheel, sometimes shaking it near my face just so I could hear it rattle, but my fear was gone now replaced by a most intense desire for orgasm. He teased it out of me slowly using his fingers and mouth and sometimes the blunt end of the wheel. When it finally crashed over me I couldn't help the shuddering that went through me as he continued to stroke me, milking every last pleasurable pulse from me. It was rather wonderful.

After giving me a moment to come back to earth he then took his due, lowering my still soaked pussy onto his cock and after so much build up it didn't take him long to give himself up to his own pleasure.

Can't wait to see what I'll get for Tuesday!