Orgasm Denial: Trannying day

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Bottom Stage

Orgasm denial means different things to different couples. If a man would have his way, he would be allowed sexual release multiple times a day. That is not a good idea if a woman wants him to be attentive to her needs. So if a man wants to have an orgasm every night but his wife denies him what he wants and limits him to one a week, then that is considered orgasm denial.

Middle Stage
Then there are women who deny their men longer and limit them to one orgasm every ten days to two weeks.

Top Stage

And there are women who think one or two orgasms a month is sufficient for a man in order to keep his plumbing cleaned and his desire to serve at a maximum level.

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Orgasm Denial: How does it work?

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Orgasm Denial: Why submissive men like it?

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Each couple must find what works best for them. However, if a woman wants to train her man to be more obedient and a more willing servant, than she would be wise to limit his orgasms. What that limit consists of will be up to the woman to decide based on the behavioral patterns of her man.
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Orgasm Denial: Get men cranky

Orgasm Denial: The weaning process

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Infantilism: What is it?

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Paraphilic infantilism is a paraphilia characterized by the desire to wear diapers, due to reasons other than medical necessity, and/or be treated as an infant or toddler. It is also characterized by the carrying out of these desires on a regular basis. Within the community of such diaper wearers, one who engages only in the erotic or sexual aspect of diaper wearing without experiencing any accompanying regression fantasies is known as a diaper lover (or DL). An adult who only engages in the infantilistic play aspect is known as an adult baby (or AB). An adult who may experience both of these things is referred to as an AB/DL.

Orgasm Denial: Why submissive men like it?

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Orgasm Denial: Why Dominant Women like it?

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Men are much easier to control and dominate when they are denied orgasms. Plus, it makes the entire FemDom lifestyle more pleasurable for the man if he is denied and sexually frustrated. Once a man climaxes, he experiences a letdown and his enthusiasm to serve the female is greatly diminished. Many submissive men love the power exchange of being denied while being forced to pleasure the superior female as often as she demands.

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Orgasm Denial: Prolonged denial gradually
Orgasm Denial: Get men cranky
Orgasm Denial: The weaning process
Orgasm Denial: Subspace gives power to Women
Orgasm Denial: Why men live Women unfulfilled sexually

Orgasm Denial: Why Dominant Women like it?

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There is an evolution that takes place within most women as they experiment with this lifestyle. Most women start out timid and unsure about this lifestyle. Then once they begin to overcome their inhibitions and embrace the dominant side of their personality, they begin to love being dominant and controlling. Over time, the Doms appetite grows and she hungers for more control and more power. Denying a man orgasms is a real power rush. Women who practice this lifestyle will eventually learn that a sexually satisfied man is a selfish man but a denied man is an obedient man.

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Orgasm Denial: Prolonged denial gradually
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Orgasm Denial: The weaning process
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Infantilism: The Babysitter

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I stood there aghast. Just in an oversized disposable diaper and my favourite pink tshirt staring in disbelief at my husband.

"What do you mean you called a babysitter!" I threw my arms up, angry at him.

We practice ageplay, me pretending to be a little baby whilst he looked after me, but it's only ever been between the two of us. I'd never expect anyone else to care for me. i felt the panic wash over me as he just smiled tenderly back at me.

"Don't worry your pretty little head poppet. Daddy has it all under control" he said calmly in that voice he used to signify a discussion was over. I didnt take the hint.

"Dont worry?! DONT WORRY? Who is it? Anyone we know? Who have you told" I tugged agitatedly at one of my bunches blushing heavily as I began to hastily make my way towards the livingroom door.

"Where you going baby?" My husband chuckled as he took my hand, stopping me in my tracks.

"Where do you think im going, i'm going upstairs to change. I don't want anyone to.."

My husband just smiled as he put his index finger on my lips and shushed me. I fell silent as he stroked my fringe out of my panicking eyes.

"You trust daddy don't you. Your such a good girl"

He used that happy voice he kept specially for my babyside and I felt myself melting a little, his tactics were working on me and I suddenly felt myself pouting in a much more childish way. I looked down at the floor, my face hot with humiliation.

"but...but daddy...I...dont wanna...."

"Sweetie, little babies dont know what they do and dont want. Daddy knows whats best and he has to go out for a little while so he needs someone responsible to look after his angel while he's gone. Now heres your blocks. You play nice okay and be a good girl okay"

He smiled at me as he put a few baby chew toys and stacking blocks on the floor. I still felt petrified and agitated but he didnt seem to be taking' no' for an answer so slowly I lowered myself onto my heavily padded butt and tried to concentrate on playing with my toys like he had told me.

It was at that point that there came a knock on the front door, I almost jumped to my feet but daddy gave me a very stern stare which kept me where I was. He went to the front door and I sat there on the livingroom carpet trembling slightly and trying hard to concentrate on my toys, praying it was noone I knew. I could hear him talking to a woman and the voices grew louder as they approached the room.

"Sammy's in here. I've already told you most of the things you need to know, her bedtime is 8pm and theres a couple of bottles of milk in the fridge if she gets hungry. Spare diapers are in the bedroom, she shouldn't give you any trouble but if she does let me know and i'll deal with it when I get back"

It was at that point my husband and a woman who looked about 5 years younger than me walked into the room, immediately my blush deepened as the woman and I locked eyes momentarily. then I looked back down at my blocks finding them suddenly much more interesting than they actually were.

"Awww she's adorable" The woman said as she walked up to me and petted my hair. I flinched slightly and I heard daddy chuckling.

"Poppet. This is Carrie. She's going to look after you for a couple of hours while I go out. Be a good girl okay and do as you're told."

I looked up at him, my eyes emploring him not to leave me, but he just grinned a cheeky grin and picked up his jacket.

"Daddy! " I yelped, he looked back at me a mischeivious twinkle in his eyes, knowing that I was now stuck in this situation, but before he could say anything Carrie stepped in.

"Don't worry Mr S, I'll look after her, im good with bigger babies. She'll have a great time, we'll soon be best buddies"

He looked at carrie for a moment then nodded, walked over to me, kissed the top of my head then walked out the room, moments later the front door slammed and I was suddenly alone in the house with this random woman.

I hurriedly busied myself concentrating on my blocks, hoping the woman would just leave me alone. But she didn't.

"sammy?" She spoke softly to me, but I just stared at my blocks.

"Sammy, come here sweetie" Again I stared at my blocks.

"Sammy, you want to be good for your daddy don't you. he told me to look after you and I need to make sure your diaper doesnt need changing."

I blushed heavier than I had done so far.

"I'm...i'm dry...besides I don't need you to change...."

Carrie cut me off

"Sammy, your daddy tells me you're only 18 months old and babies that young cant talk very well and don't know when they're dry or wet or messy, they need a grown up to check their diapers so come here please."

"But...I...."

"Sammy, now." Her voice had changed from a soft happy one to quite stern and suddenly I found myself scrambling to my feet scared where this might lead.

I tottered over to her, the thick diaper making me waddle and she smiled sweetly at me as she pulled me into her and unceremoniously stuck her index finger into the elastic legband of my disposable.

"oooh who's a clever girl, you're still dry. You can go back to playing now" She smiled at me happily and patted my bum pushing me back in the direction of my toys.

I was so embarrassed I couldn't talk so I just meekly nodded and headed back to playing.

What is infantilism?

The male waiter

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She was also incredibly attractive. The male employees found it hard not to stare at her spectacular figure and ogle her firm tits, even when covered by a suit. She could sense the tension in Eric as she yelled at him. He was doing everything in his power not to look at her. He couldn't let her know how incredibly turned on he was. She looked both gorgeous and terrifying at the same time when she adopted that aggressive stance; her neck clearly visible, giving way to her cleavage partially covered by her blonde locks.

She was aware of his conundrum; a bulge visible in his pants. He was quite handsome. Having not had sex for weeks, she contemplated throwing him on her desk and fucking his brains out right there. He definitely wouldn't complain. With difficulty she restrained herself and told him to get the fuck out of her office.

Now she sat at the restaurant feeling incredibly horny after her meal. Beads of sweat slid down her throat and between her breasts partly due to the heat and partly due to her sexual frustration. She unbuttoned her shirt a bit to cool them. But it did nothing to decrease the heat in her loins.

There was no one else in the restaurant, only a single waiter who had brought the food; he wasn't in sight at that moment. She slowly slid her fingers into her skirt, brushing them against the folds of her pussy. It was dripping wet. The slightest touch sent electricity through her entire body. She closed her eyes and brought her fingers up to her lips, slowly sucking on them; tasting herself as she cleaned them of her own juices. She needed to fuck someone or she would drive herself insane.

Soon the waiter approached her table. She observed him as he walked. He looked quite young and handsome. She had noticed him staring at her a few times. She licked her lips in lust; she wanted him. She wanted to make him service her, pleasure her.

"Would you care for anything else ma'am?" he asked when he reached her side. She looked into his eyes calmly. "Yes, as a matter of fact, I do want something," she said, her hand motioning for him to bend his head close to hers. She grabbed his chin as he did so and pulled his face in for a big wet kiss. He made no attempt to resist.
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