Candi headed for room 417 with an urgency that she didn't understand. Everything was a little fuzzy since she got off the stage after the hypnotist's show. Still, even if his looks were a little bland, her pussy was dripping, and she always obeyed her pussy when it insisted like that.
Lucian. His name was Lucian. A stage name, maybe. Unimportant.
His eyes, she thought. They're amazing. His face and hair and body were so average as to be boring, but his eyes, oh, his eyes, they were deeper than the ocean.
*****
"Deeper, Candi. Deeper. You came here to explore. To reach for limits. We aren't on stage anymore. No audience. Just you and me. Me and my voice. My eyes. Your mind. Melt for me, Candi."
*****
"I like to use boys. To use their desire for me to control them. I like the power. I like to take. To have my way. I don't even need what they give. Having isn't important, only taking."
"Hmm, that's a naughty girl, Candi. You're going to learn to give. When I say 'Naughty girl Candi,' you will feel aroused. Each time I say it, your arousal will double. Naughty girl Candi. As you feel more aroused, you will want to please men. Naughty girl Candi. You will get closer and closer to cumming, but won't go over. Naughty girl Candi."
*****
"Oh, oh my god, it's so deep!"
"Yes, you're doing good. Naughty girl Candi."
"Ahhh, I'm so close! I was there! Ahhh, it's like each stroke starts to make me cum, but then it's cut off!"
Lucian smiled. "That's exactly what's happening. That's exactly what I told you to do."
"Wha-what? Why?"
"Naughty girl Candi. You've teased so many boys, it's time you learned. Sleep."
Lucian stopped pounding Candi's drenched pussy. She was still on all fours, but her head dropped when Lucian said 'sleep.'
"Are you close to cumming?"
"Yes. So close. I didn't know I could get this close and not go over."
"Good. Good girls don't cum. Good girls hold it until they're told. Soon I'll let you cum. You may want to savor it, though. It will be a long time before you do again. And this is going to be a very special orgasm. When I say 'wake up,' you will start masturbating, and as soon as you can cum, you're allowed to. But once you can't hold back any longer, you're going to stop touching yourself. Your hands will shoot above your head and your pussy will hump at nothing but air."
*****
Candi's pussy clenched, hard, a desperate, horrible spasm built on need and dissatisfaction. There was pleasure, a little, but no relief. Some invisible force kept her hands off her pussy as it twitched and trembled to a stop, a gut-wrenching parody of climax. Her hips writhed and her thighs squeezed together. She felt her stomach muscles clenching too. She let out a deep groan of dissatisfaction.
"That was called a 'ruined orgasm,' Candi. You'll become very familiar with them. Notice how you're not any less aroused? That's normal. But normal isn't good enough for my Candi. My naughty girl Candi. You'll find yourself more aroused after a ruined orgasm."
*****
"I am a cum slut. I live to please men and take their cum. Taking cum is all that matters."
"Good. Good girl. Naughty girl Candi."
Candi shivered and her breath caught.
"I will never cum before a man. Only when I feel their cum splashing inside me will I cum."
"Good. And...?"
"When a man cums in my mouth, I will have a ruined orgasm. My pussy will clench on nothing and I will feel some small pleasure but no relief."
"Good. Naughty girl Candi. What else?"
"Ahhh, when a man cums in my pussy, it will burn like acid and I willl have a ruined orgasm. I will beg them to cum anywhere else."
"But?"
"But if he doesn't listen, I will take it like a good cum slut."
"Good. Naughty girl Candi."
"Oh my god. Oh my god, I'm so close."
"But you won't cum. Good girls don't cum. Good girls take cum. Taking is all that matters, right Candi?"
"Yes, Master. Taking. Taking cum."
"And when does a good little cum slut get a real orgasm?"
"Oh god, Master, only when she feels a man's cum splashing inside her slutty little asshole."
"Good. When I count to three, I want you to wake up..."
*****
Candi listened intently to the phone, squirming as she heard 'Good girl Candi' and 'naughty girl Candi' over and over again. She felt... melty. On the one hand, she was as close to orgasm as she thought she could get, but on the other, it was an impossibility. She felt her brain turn to a puddle and drain out her leaking pussy. She wanted a dick in her pussy so badly, but at the same time, she knew it would hurt when the cum hit her insides. She had been reminded of that lesson several times. Master laughed as she described it to him over the phone.
*****
"Your next orgasm is cancelled. It will be ruined instead. Then, your next one will be a full release, even better than the last one. But then the next two will be ruined before you get a full one. Then three ruins. Each orgasm will have one more ruined orgasm between it and the last one. You will tell every man to take you wherever he wants. Your pussy will still burn, but you can have a full orgasm from cum in your mouth, if you've had enough ruins."
"Yes Master."
"Good girl, Candi."
*****
"Did you cum?"
"I... have trouble with that. I... take... pleasure... in pleasing you."
"It seemed like you did, but not the normal way."
"Yes. Like I said, trouble. It doesn't relieve me. Usually. I... um... have more luck if you do it another way..."
"Oh? How?"
"In my... in my ass."
"Oh... uh, wow, I can try that. You're serious?"
"Yes, please. Please fuck my ass."
Candi blushed.
*****
Candi cradled the phone, breathing heavily and listening raptly.
"Have you been a good cum slut?"
"No, Master."
"Oh? What did you do?"
"I sort of... got a boyfriend."
"That is bad. Do you know why?"
"Because my body is for any man that asks."
"Yes. So you're going to tell your boyfriend that you aren't exclusive. And he can fuck you whenever and wherever he wants, but so can everyone else."
"Yes, Master."
"And you will never, ever, cum for him again. His cum will burn no matter where you take it, but you'll never say no to him."
"Yes, Master." A tear rolled down her cheek.
"Good girl Candi. Naughty girl Candi."
Lucian. His name was Lucian. A stage name, maybe. Unimportant.
His eyes, she thought. They're amazing. His face and hair and body were so average as to be boring, but his eyes, oh, his eyes, they were deeper than the ocean.
*****
"Deeper, Candi. Deeper. You came here to explore. To reach for limits. We aren't on stage anymore. No audience. Just you and me. Me and my voice. My eyes. Your mind. Melt for me, Candi."
*****
"I like to use boys. To use their desire for me to control them. I like the power. I like to take. To have my way. I don't even need what they give. Having isn't important, only taking."
"Hmm, that's a naughty girl, Candi. You're going to learn to give. When I say 'Naughty girl Candi,' you will feel aroused. Each time I say it, your arousal will double. Naughty girl Candi. As you feel more aroused, you will want to please men. Naughty girl Candi. You will get closer and closer to cumming, but won't go over. Naughty girl Candi."
*****
"Oh, oh my god, it's so deep!"
"Yes, you're doing good. Naughty girl Candi."
"Ahhh, I'm so close! I was there! Ahhh, it's like each stroke starts to make me cum, but then it's cut off!"
Lucian smiled. "That's exactly what's happening. That's exactly what I told you to do."
"Wha-what? Why?"
"Naughty girl Candi. You've teased so many boys, it's time you learned. Sleep."
Lucian stopped pounding Candi's drenched pussy. She was still on all fours, but her head dropped when Lucian said 'sleep.'
"Are you close to cumming?"
"Yes. So close. I didn't know I could get this close and not go over."
"Good. Good girls don't cum. Good girls hold it until they're told. Soon I'll let you cum. You may want to savor it, though. It will be a long time before you do again. And this is going to be a very special orgasm. When I say 'wake up,' you will start masturbating, and as soon as you can cum, you're allowed to. But once you can't hold back any longer, you're going to stop touching yourself. Your hands will shoot above your head and your pussy will hump at nothing but air."
*****
Candi's pussy clenched, hard, a desperate, horrible spasm built on need and dissatisfaction. There was pleasure, a little, but no relief. Some invisible force kept her hands off her pussy as it twitched and trembled to a stop, a gut-wrenching parody of climax. Her hips writhed and her thighs squeezed together. She felt her stomach muscles clenching too. She let out a deep groan of dissatisfaction.
"That was called a 'ruined orgasm,' Candi. You'll become very familiar with them. Notice how you're not any less aroused? That's normal. But normal isn't good enough for my Candi. My naughty girl Candi. You'll find yourself more aroused after a ruined orgasm."
*****
"I am a cum slut. I live to please men and take their cum. Taking cum is all that matters."
"Good. Good girl. Naughty girl Candi."
Candi shivered and her breath caught.
"I will never cum before a man. Only when I feel their cum splashing inside me will I cum."
"Good. And...?"
"When a man cums in my mouth, I will have a ruined orgasm. My pussy will clench on nothing and I will feel some small pleasure but no relief."
"Good. Naughty girl Candi. What else?"
"Ahhh, when a man cums in my pussy, it will burn like acid and I willl have a ruined orgasm. I will beg them to cum anywhere else."
"But?"
"But if he doesn't listen, I will take it like a good cum slut."
"Good. Naughty girl Candi."
"Oh my god. Oh my god, I'm so close."
"But you won't cum. Good girls don't cum. Good girls take cum. Taking is all that matters, right Candi?"
"Yes, Master. Taking. Taking cum."
"And when does a good little cum slut get a real orgasm?"
"Oh god, Master, only when she feels a man's cum splashing inside her slutty little asshole."
"Good. When I count to three, I want you to wake up..."
*****
Candi listened intently to the phone, squirming as she heard 'Good girl Candi' and 'naughty girl Candi' over and over again. She felt... melty. On the one hand, she was as close to orgasm as she thought she could get, but on the other, it was an impossibility. She felt her brain turn to a puddle and drain out her leaking pussy. She wanted a dick in her pussy so badly, but at the same time, she knew it would hurt when the cum hit her insides. She had been reminded of that lesson several times. Master laughed as she described it to him over the phone.
*****
"Your next orgasm is cancelled. It will be ruined instead. Then, your next one will be a full release, even better than the last one. But then the next two will be ruined before you get a full one. Then three ruins. Each orgasm will have one more ruined orgasm between it and the last one. You will tell every man to take you wherever he wants. Your pussy will still burn, but you can have a full orgasm from cum in your mouth, if you've had enough ruins."
"Yes Master."
"Good girl, Candi."
*****
"Did you cum?"
"I... have trouble with that. I... take... pleasure... in pleasing you."
"It seemed like you did, but not the normal way."
"Yes. Like I said, trouble. It doesn't relieve me. Usually. I... um... have more luck if you do it another way..."
"Oh? How?"
"In my... in my ass."
"Oh... uh, wow, I can try that. You're serious?"
"Yes, please. Please fuck my ass."
Candi blushed.
*****
Candi cradled the phone, breathing heavily and listening raptly.
"Have you been a good cum slut?"
"No, Master."
"Oh? What did you do?"
"I sort of... got a boyfriend."
"That is bad. Do you know why?"
"Because my body is for any man that asks."
"Yes. So you're going to tell your boyfriend that you aren't exclusive. And he can fuck you whenever and wherever he wants, but so can everyone else."
"Yes, Master."
"And you will never, ever, cum for him again. His cum will burn no matter where you take it, but you'll never say no to him."
"Yes, Master." A tear rolled down her cheek.
"Good girl Candi. Naughty girl Candi."