House Arrest: The Year of Helpless Throbbing! 🥴😮‍💨😵‍💫
(Part 3)

After teasing my clit through those drenched panties and tickling my body into a frenzy… he decided it was time to turn the edging dial all the way up and make sure you saw every, blissful second!

I was drifting in a sea of edged pleasure, so my memory outside of the sensations is a little vague...

I know he went back to the vibrator first. Strong but gentle buzzing... Pressing it firmly against my pussy through the wet cotton. Slow circles at first, tracing the outline of my swollen lips, then centering right on my clit. The fabric soaked it all in, making the vibrations diffuse and maddening… building me higher without letting me tip over. 🥵

My hips jerked gentle as I fucked it, moans turning sharp and a little more desperate as he held it there, edging me mercilessly—pulling away just as my thighs started to quiver, only to press back harder.

Then, with that egg vibe... 😳

While it hummed against me, he switched to my nipples. Soft make-up brushes! Those fluffy, fucking teasing bristles!! Swirling over my rock-hard peaks! Light, ticklish strokes that made me gasp and arch!

He dragged the brushes in slow, endless circles, flicking the tips, brushing back and forth until my whole chest was quivering. Every so often he'd trade the brush for his tongue—hot, wet swipes circling each nipple, flicking rapidly, sucking one deep into his mouth while the other got brushed again!? The contrast drove me insane… Breathy "almost" giggles, mixing with filthy, horny whimpers!

Licking, sucking, brushing… over and over! 😱

My body was on overload—pussy clenching around nothing! Bullet vibe teasing without mercy, nipples throbbing under his relentless attention. I was shaking gently as I air fucked, hips rolling up in futility to chase for more… but he kept me right on the edge, denying the release.

And where the FUCK were you? In your ever present front-row seat to it all.

My soaked panties darkening further, clit visibly pulsing under the fabric, nipples glistening from his tongue, my back arching off the table with every brush stroke and lic!. The sounds I made? Raw. Desperate moans, soft, broken pleas, giggles turning to gasps—filling the room while your big, beautiful cock bounced helplessly, leaking even more thick ropes of precum down your shaft!

Hips thrusting forward again and again against those cruel ropes…
(Thrust… THRust… THRUST…) 😏

Finally…

He pressed the bigger vibrator, once more firmly to my clit—Pulling aside my panties now! Yes, fucking YES!! 😻

He held it there. No pulling away this time. The buzz ripped through me… my whole body seized, thighs clamping around his hand, back bowing as I came my fucking brains out! Pussy spasming in glee, the wave crashing so hard I saw stars!

But he didn't stop. The second my first orgasm peaked, he plunged the dildo vibe deep into my dripping pussy! Slow at first... Then fucking me with steady, thrusts while his tongue dove back to my clit, licking in perfect rhythm with the plunging, swirling around my swollen nub, sucking gently… pushing me straight into another delicious, shattering orgasm!!!

I came again even harder. Body convulsing on the table, moans turning to declarations of pleasure, hips buck-fucking against my bonds as he milked every last tremor from me... And through it all, you just watched.

Watched me cum twice—hard, loud, completely owned—while your cock throbbed in jealous agony, leaking endlessly but never allowed to spill. You were so cute, so pathetic… so desperate… hips humping the air like a starved animal while I got fucked and licked into oblivion. A little double-orgasm finale on the coffee table after my tickle torment... Pure perfection. Me ruined and glowing… you ruined and denied.

I was a happy girl 🥰

But I wasn't done with cumming my helpless brains out that week... And I certainly wasn't done with making your horny, helpless desperate ass watch!!

Two days later, I gave my husband the ultimate gift—and you the most evil punishment yet. I had a fan buy me that gorgeous little clit trap… a sleek, sexy metal device that locked snug around my pussy, framing my clit like a perfect, helpless target! It kept everything exposed, ultra-sensitive, impossible to hide or escape. No mercy for my poor clit! 🫣

I let myself be strapped spread-eagle to our bed, arms yanked high, legs pulled wide and tied tight, completely open for him… and for you.

In your usual chair right at the foot of my bed. Close enough to see every twitch, every drip, every desperate clench. The clit trap was already on—cold metal kissing my heated skin, holding my clit out proud and vulnerable like it was begging to be ruined. (It would have been so fun to be in your head for just a moment... What a fucking hurricane it must have been in there...)

What happened next… Fuck pet, it's all a beautiful blur of destruction!

I don't even remember the exact order because the pleasure broke me so completely. He started evil, I think— Electric feather first? Soft swipes of it on my trapped, protruding clit through the bars and around the edges! Then his tongue? Long, slow licks dragging over the exposed tip of my clit... Circling relentlessly, flicking with just the right pressure to make my hips buck against the ropes!

Feathers and make-up brushes came and went... Soft, wispy tips dancing over my caged clit in light strokes, teasing the ultra-sensitive skin until I was giggle-cooing and moaning at the same time, body shaking in passion!

Those fluffy make-up brush bristles... Fuck. I do remember their licks! 🤤

Swirling in tiny circles around my clit, brushing back and forth over the head, edging me higher and higher without ever letting me tip. He'd pull back just as my thighs trembled, switch to kisses or licks again… then back to the brushes or feathers. Ruthless. Targeted. My clit had never been so specifically owned. Edged, tickled, denied over and over until I was a dripping, babbling mess!! The trap made every touch feel amplified… no hiding, no relief, just endless, mind-melting teases!

At some point; Maybe early, maybe after I was already losing it, I dunno. He pulled my sheer bra up, exposing my nipples completely. Then the evil nipple play began. Fingers pinching and rolling, circling lightly. Then those same make-up brushes swirling over the hard peaks… trading for his tongue—hot, wet swipes circling each one, flicking rapidly, sucking deep until my chest heaved and my moans turned filthy and broken.

The dual torment was heaven and hell. But I wanted more and more. My now filthy mind was too far gone. Tease me, tickle me, edge me, break me!!!

Clit caged and tickled below, nipples edged above—short-circuiting my brain.

I don't know how long he kept me there… hours? It felt eternal. Edging me to the brink again and again, pulling back, letting me cool just enough, then starting over. My pussy clenching uselessly more and more around nothing, dripping down my thighs, clit throbbing visibly in its metal trap while my whole body arched and begged.

You did you my pet... On cue like a good boy. I couldn't see it, but I knew it:

Thrust..
Thrust..
THRUST!

The best part was that I was getting destroyed... But I wasn't alone in it. You were getting destroyed too. Fucking annihilated. And my husband was only just getting started with the both of us 😌

To Be Continued...
xoxo
-Gwen 🫦