I can cum on command (true story)

This is 100% a true story.

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I used to have a partner who loved edging me for ages, and would never let me cum without permission. I loved it. I loved hearing him count down, and finally letting loose when I heard him growl “cum” in my ear.

And I was sad when that relationship ended… but little did I know he’d left a permanent mark.

A few months later, I met someone new. Someone with an intense sadistic streak. Our first time together was truly extraordinary (and could be fodder for 3 or 4 stories, quite frankly). I came over in the afternoon and didn’t leave until the next morning. He opened my eyes to a ton of new experiences that day, and many more in the months that followed, but I can get to those later. This is about how he took control of my orgasms.

Now keep in mind: at this point, he’d already tied me up, left numerous bruises, and had completely broken me down and made me his.

After some very intense fucking, we had been cuddling on the couch and making out when he grabbed the hair at the back of neck, growled, and threw me onto my back. He bit me, unceremoniously shoved his cock into my wet pussy, and started fucking me hard. I immediately start begging to cum, and he counts down, “3… 2… 1… CUM!” I let out something between a moan and a wail, shaking and cumming hard.

He looks at me with a vicious little twinkle in his eye as I come down from my intense orgasm, and he says it again: “cum.” I immediately cum for him again. And then he says it again. Every time he tells me to cum, I cum. Completely out of control.

I look at him in shock. “I had no idea I could do that!”

He smirked and told me to cum again. “Cum. Cum HARDER.” I felt my body obey him and that just made me wetter, and even more his.

He growled, bit my neck, and came, ordering me to cum with him one more time.

And that was just the beginning.

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Since then, we’ve discovered a few things about how this works:

1. I can cum on command for him pretty much whenever he wants. I could get a text from him while running errands and have to hide my orgasm from strangers.
2. In addition to cumming on command, he can also make me stop cumming. This is evil. The first time he did it, my eyes flashed open and I shouted “NO!”
3. It doesn’t work when just anyone does it. I have to want them to have that power over me. They have to earn it.
4. Every now and then, he has to reinforce the command. I can’t just cum without anyone touching me all the time—sometimes it helps to have someone touching my clit first.
5. I still cum without the command. I don’t with him because I’m a good girl, but I can with other partners or by myself. Sometimes I imagine receiving the command to make it stronger, though.