Fight it !

We spoke on the phone for ages, for the whole of my journey home and for most of his. I went home to an empty house, and was allowed some time to attend to certain things, use the bathroom, let the dog out, check the post etc.

My instructions were; that by the time Bear called back, i was to be in the bedroom, with everything he would require to hand, He didnt tell me what he would require, but warned if i didnt have something that was needed, there would be consequences for being ill prepared.

It had been a long time since we had been free to speak to each other intimately, so i knew what to expect as i lay on the bed waiting for the phone to ring.

Within minutes of answering the phone, the instruction to part my legs arrived. Of course i obeyed. Seemingly hours (although in reality probably only ten minutes) of directed masturbation, (touch here, stroke there, circle this way, circle the other way) had me right where i wanted to be and right where i knew he would keep me! He eased back, starting again from the beginning, his instructions clear and controlled. Return to the base, rub gently. He followed exactly the same path as he had moments before, but it allowed me time to relax a little, to enjoy a new build up, once more i followed the direction which took me to the dizzy heights of sexual need. Bear always goes slowly, takes his time, listens to me so he knows where to direct me next, sometimes he tells me to go faster, sometimes to press harder, sometimes i have to slow down. It is always a rollercoaster ride of highs and lows, sometimes on the brink of release, sometimes miles away from it. Each time he builds me up, then takes me down again, my need builds, the next peak takes me closer still. I can feel myself swollen, i can feel it reduce as he slows things down, and i feel it swell again as he guides me back to the top onve more.

I expected Bear to stop, to start from the beginning agian and take me through it a third time, but he didn't. I hadn't been given permission, and i hadn't asked for it, (I am not allowed to climax without permission) but we both knew i was desperately close. He added new twists, new instructions, reminded me of times past, of actions done, and actions to be done, to my shame i orgasmed. I had given my warning, i am sure i had. I still felt the need to apologise as i climaxed, Bear accepted my apology.

Bear has told me that he knows what he is doing, and he knows how much i can take. If i give my warning (notifying him that i dont think i can fight my climax anymore) and he chooses to continue, there is no penalty to me if i do accidently climax. Of course i fight it as much as i can, but sometimes fighting it makes the need worse. Sometimes Bear likes me to lose the fight, it shows me he can make me do things against my will.

After my climax, when my breathing had returned almost to normal, i was required to apply tingle to myself. Its a lubricator designed to make intimate parts of your body tingle. I applied it as directed, and followed the instructions to rub it in. Within seconds i was on the edge of a climax again. Bear must have timed the application perfectly, catching me just before the feeling had gone, if you continue to soon, it can be painful, if you leave it too long the desire has faded. The application of tingle at that moment in time, and the gentle rubbing it in, took me right back where i had been moments before. I gasped with pleasure as i followed his direction to rub it in properly. I knew i was close, but i didnt realise how close. "Fight it" Bear said, " you will cum again, but not yet... " a couple more instructions, and i was warned again to fight the inevitable.

I had the most satisfying release i had for a long time. All it took was 3 warnings to fight my orgasm!!!

I giggled, i dont know why... i just couldnt help myself, i was so ecstatic. I probably giggled for the next ten minutes!

Bear realised that i had enough, that anymore would be wasted. He chuckled, said i had pleased him greatly and rang off so i could recover and reflect.